“These people look so familiar… but I just can’t remember them.” Yang Chenze flicked his wind-blown hair with one hand. His well-defined fingers gleamed in the sunlight against his golden hair, making him even more sensual. His drooping bangs were lifted, revealing his sharply defined, angular face.
The telescope's lens was locked on Lu Ke, and the bubbly voice reappeared, "This old man, wearing a suit in this freezing weather, how many layers of clothes must he be wearing underneath?"
Yang Chenze straightened the collar of his innermost shirt as he spoke, his prominent Adam's apple bobbing up and down at the top of his long neck.
The telescope shifted slightly upwards, moving from the old man in the suit to Ye Zhi, who was flying above everyone's heads.
Yang Chenze's heart suddenly skipped a beat. "This little brat looks like an old friend." A terrible guess suddenly surged into his mind.
The image inside the telescope suddenly swayed wildly before settling on a full head.
That head looked even more familiar, and the camera once again focused on Ye Zhi's appearance.
The familiar features made him even more certain that Ye Zhi was the child of the person he admired.
"Shit! The furrowed brows make it even more like it."
At this moment, Yang Chenze remembered a saying: No wonder he has the appearance of an old friend, it turns out he is the son of an old friend.
He took out the photo he had always treasured, the one he kept close to his heart. His melancholy gaze fell on the person in the photo, and his index finger carefully stroked the person in the photo.
When Ye Zhi sensed the prying gaze from afar, her brow furrowed instinctively, and she immediately extended her spiritual power outwards.
She is currently a level seven psychic ability user, with a mental detection range of fourteen kilometers.
Within her mental domain, Ye Zhi saw a handsome blond man who looked remarkably like a foreigner observing them through binoculars, his mouth moving as if he were saying something.
[! That face, that blonde hair! The person in this photo!]
Ye Zhi couldn't help but look down at Ye Jingyu, who was releasing a water curtain.
[Dad, your admirer is here, are you happy?]
After hearing Ye Zhi's thoughts, Ye Jingyu glanced at his wife's face, which had instantly turned cold, and at the lightning whose attack power had suddenly increased. He really wanted to tell Ye Zhi, "Baby, it doesn't matter whether Daddy is happy or not, your mother is definitely unhappy."
What a tragedy! He has so many blonde admirers; his admirers are so numerous they could stretch from City A to the streets of Country F.
Ye Zhi recalled the original plot: after Song Ranran and Ye Yubai killed Ye Jingyu, they suffered a fierce revenge from a handsome mixed-race man.
Ye Zhi mentally championed her favorite couple, saying, "Back then, I always shipped my dad and mom, but other people were different; they preferred shipping my dad and Yang Chenze."
[I don't care, the ship I ship is the only one officially approved!]
Ye Zhi felt a surge of anger whenever she thought about the bold comments she'd seen in the comments section, comments she felt indifferent to. [What?! My dad's a bottom? How could my dad be a bottom? That mixed-race kid is the bottom! Pah! How could my dad possibly come out?]
At the time, she saw that Ye Jingyu's family, under the deliberate arrangement of the original author, could only say "So tragic" and then nothing more. To her, Ye Jingyu and Song Yuanqing were just fictional characters she shipped, who would never have any interaction with each other in the future.
Ye Zhi only remembers this family when the original author describes them through Song Ranran's or other people's perspectives, and then sighs again that the original author is inhuman, this family is really pitiful.
For example, when Yang Chenze died tragically after his frenzied revenge on Song Ranran and Ye Yubai, he said, "Ye Jingyu, don't be afraid. On your lonely journey to the Yellow Springs, I'll be there to accompany you."
At the time, she thought, "Hmm, Ye Jingyu's family is really pitiful." She was shipping Ye Jingyu and Song Yuanqing. Yang Chenze is a good person, but please don't create a shipping couple.
Then, ever since she transmigrated into the book and became the daughter of Ye Jingyu and Song Yuanqing, she felt that their family was really miserable.
A perfectly good family was ruined by Song Ranran, resulting in the tragic deaths of the entire family. It was so tragic, so horrible.
Let's get back to the main topic.
Upon hearing Ye Zhi's thoughts, Song Yuanqing's cold expression suddenly warmed up, even showing a hint of curiosity.
His gaze swept unabashedly down to Ye Jingyu's crotch. This man who used a large condom could still be mistaken for a bottom by others. How manly must Yang Chenze be?
Ye Jingyu's lower body tightened. Oh no, his little cotton-padded jacket had a hole in it. His happy sex life seemed to be over. Moreover, who was Yang Chenze? He had never even heard of him. He did have a business partner with the surname Yang, but she was a woman who was nearly fifty years old and had a happy family. Even if Ye Jingyu was blind, he would not interfere in someone else's family, let alone be interested in a woman who could be his mother!
Ye Jingyu's fingertips carefully touched Song Yuanqing's palm. "I didn't, it wasn't me, I don't know him."
Qingqing, sister, believe in him.
Looking at the pitiful expression on Ye Jingyu's face, and recalling the frustrating days when he could only watch helplessly as his beloved cabbage was devoured by pigs, Old Master Song felt a surge of pent-up anger.
As the saying goes, having an elder in the family is like having a treasure. Despite venting his anger, Grandpa Song still cared about the relationship between the two. He reached out and patted Song Yuanqing's head to calm her down.
Song Yuanqing glanced at Ye Jingyu's face. His originally stern face was now full of tenderness, and his eyes were red because of his grievance. Tsk tsk, he does look quite submissive like this. Beauty can bewitch people. Look, he's completely infatuated with that top.
Thinking this, Song Yuanqing's initial curiosity about Yang Chenze belatedly turned into a sour feeling. She raised her right hand, which had been touched by Ye Jingyu's fingers, and felt a slight itch in her palm. She didn't know if it was because Ye Jingyu's fingertips had touched her or because she wanted to punch someone. Song Yuanqing concluded that she wanted to punch someone.
Her right hand climbed onto Ye Jingyu's arm, and even through the thick clothes, she could still feel the raised lines on Ye Jingyu's arm.
Ye Jingyu looked at Song Yuanqing's hand on her arm and thought his wife's anger had subsided. Just as he was about to reach out and hug Song Yuanqing's waist, he suddenly felt a sharp pain as if the flesh on his arm was being pulled, and he couldn't help but gasp.
Song Yuanqing pinched Ye Jingyu's arm hard with her thumb and forefinger. "Hmph, what's the point of being so good-looking? All she does is seduce people. It's infuriating!"
At this moment, Ye Zhi's inner thoughts continued.
He lived abroad before the apocalypse, only coming to China during the Chinese New Year each year. His mother is from China, and his father is from France. He took his mother's surname, which is why he speaks fluent Chinese.
[My father met Yang Chenze when he was doing business in Country F.]
A fleeting glance on the streets of Country F unexpectedly won Yang Chenze's heart.
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