As they crossed the street, Wen Jingyao asked, "How is your mother now? Is she still gambling?"
Ye Suidong: "No, she has restrained herself since she got her marriage certificate with Ye San. Ye San wouldn't allow it, fearing it would have a bad influence, so she doesn't dare to now. She just stays at home and lives like a wealthy housewife."
Wen Jingyao: "That's alright. Are the Ye family members difficult to get along with?"
Wen Jingyao remembered that in his previous life, Ye Suidong's nephews didn't like her very much.
After all, they were competitors, and Ye Suidong was more outstanding than them, studied better, and was more capable.
Ye Suidong lowered his eyes: "It's okay, I can handle it."
Wen Jingyao knew that Ye Suidong wouldn't let him suffer a loss; if she really wanted to take revenge on someone, she would naturally have eight hundred ways.
He had suffered at Ye Suidong's hands in his previous life.
Ye Suidong usually doesn't talk much and doesn't seem to have much of a presence, but if you provoke her, she can be really ruthless.
Wen Jingyao still feels lingering fear to this day.
Fortunately, it's good to be friends with Ye Suidong; she wouldn't harm her own friends.
When Wen Jingyao and Ye Suidong arrived at the car, the black car door slowly opened, and inside sat three young masters of the Ye family who were playing around.
The young masters of the Ye family don't like wearing school uniforms, but perhaps because they're going to the old house today, they've all changed into black suits.
They look all respectable.
Ye Suidong is of a higher generation; the three young masters in the car are all her nephews.
Two of them are even older than Ye Suidong.
The Ye family's young masters had absolutely no respect for this 'little uncle' who had appeared out of nowhere.
There was even some resistance.
Ye Suidong didn't care at all what they thought.
She got into the car, sat in her seat, and looked at Wen Jingyao: "Go back now, be careful crossing the road."
Wen Jingyao nodded: "Okay, I'm leaving."
Before leaving, Wen Jingyao glanced at the three young masters in the car.
Having spent a lot of time with Shen Jingshao at the company, Wen Jingyao had already learned about five-tenths of Shen Jingshao's imposing manner.
When he wasn't speaking, his eyes held a hint of ruthlessness, which was somewhat frightening.
After Wen Jingyao left, someone finally spoke up: "Who was that?"
The second son, sitting near the window, whispered, "It's from the Shen family. He should be Shen Jingshao's son. My mom wanted me to get on good terms with him."
As soon as these words were spoken, all three of them turned their gazes toward Ye Suidong.
Ye Suidong was opening his schoolbag, preparing to sit on the bus for a while and work on some advanced math problems.
Sensing the gazes of the three people, Ye Suidong stopped what he was doing and looked at them.
They were just a few naive elementary school students, and Ye Suidong had no desire to even talk to them.
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