"Shut up. I'm telling you, you're the one who caused this."
Ye Feiyun pointed at Ye Ding's nose and said.
Ye Ding sniffed and didn't dare to say anything. His face was more bitter than a bitter gourd.
"Perfect, perfect!"
Ye Feiyun laughed and patted Ye Ding's shoulder again and again.
Who else but me can do this?
Ah, I'm such a fucking genius!!
at the same time.
“Where are the people?!”
Ye Dashan, who was waiting for Ye Feiyun in the mansion, was full of anger. He sat on the chair with his chest heaving violently.
"Why hasn't that rebellious son arrived yet? Huh? Didn't I ask you to go and inform them?"
He was furious when he thought of what happened last night.
He was almost scared to death. He was in his prime and was almost killed by Ye Feiyun. How could he not be angry?
This is murdering my own father!
The servant who had informed us earlier responded nervously.
"Master, the young master should be here soon. I've just informed him."
"Let him hurry up!" Ye Dashan shouted again, and the servants nodded hurriedly.
Just at this moment, Ye Dashan caught a glimpse of Ye Feiyun, who was wearing a white robe and walking quickly into the yard, looking frightened and trembling.
"Dad, I... I'm coming."
Ye Feiyun quickly knelt on the ground with a plop, looking sad.
Ye Dashan took a closer look and felt something was wrong.
Hiss, why does my son seem to have gained a lot of weight?
Isn’t it just one night’s work?
What is going on?
However, he was so angry that he didn't want to think too much and slammed the table, "Ye Feiyun, I tell you..."
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