wash the liquid off her face. This was the first time she had come into contact with such a thing. Besides shyness, there was more curiosity, and surprisingly, not even a bit of disgust. This surpris..."You will be in Beijing tomorrow." 。"Liu Lao said softly," 。"Grandpa Liu, am I not taking good care of you Is there anything wrong You just tell Ying'er and I will change it, okay" Startled by Grandpa Liu's words, Ying'er's body trembled violently, her face also turning pale. It seemed she was very unwilling to go back. 。It's not that you haven't taken good care of me, making you stay here and look after this old geezer. You've been put through so much... 。But Liu Lao simply waved his hand, stopping Ying'er from continuing. 。Seeing Ying'er so distressed, she was about to cry. Liu Lao gently patted Ying'er on the shoulder where he was massaging and said: "Your grandfather has spent his whole life serving me" 。Since he left, I haven't been able to find anyone as meticulous as your grandfather. 。Now you're being sent to stay with me again What's going on How am I supposed to see Old Hong with you here 。"Hong Ying wanted to say something, her mouth opened and closed, but she swallowed it back." 。Tell your people at home, I've never forgotten what happened to Lao Hong. 。Back then, Ye Wudao killed him. This score, I will settle with the Ye Family. 。A trace of sadness flashed across Lao Liu's face, but his eyes held a flicker of angry resentment. 。At this point, Hong Ying's eyes were already red, and two glistening tears fell from her eye sockets. She quickly wiped them away secretly, afraid that Lao Liu would notice. 。Then… then I’ll go back tomorrow. 。Seemingly sensing Liu Lao's determination for her to leave, Hong Ying bit her lips and then nodded, saying... 。"Well, tomorrow I'll have Lao Mo take you to the airport." 。“Liu Lao said in a low voice,” 。Looking at Liu Lao's somewhat desolate figure, Hong Ying didn't know what to think, her expression was extremely complex. 。After returning to his room, Lao Mo immediately picked up his phone and dialed several numbers. He then informed the recipients that tomorrow's operation was canceled over the phone. 。Although many people don't understand why Lao Mo suddenly made this decision again, everyone silently went to execute it. 。After ending the call, Lao Mo looked at the wall full of collectibles and silently said, "Ye family, this debt, I will get it back from you bit by bit." 。Since Old Liu isn't letting us touch you this time, we'll let you off the hook. 。" Knock, knock, knock..." Just then, there was a knock at the door. 。Mr. Mo frowned, then said in a loud voice: "Please come in." 。As the voice faded, a girl in a white dress walked in, a serene smile on her face, and called out, "Dad" 。"

When the girl walked in, Lao Mo's face lit up with excitement. He immediately stood up from his chair and said, "Ziyan, when did you arrive You didn't even call your dad>>> 。"These days, the school is having a sports meet, and there's nothing else going on, so I thought I'd come see you " 。The little girl walked over and hugged Lao Mo, then happily said, "Dad, I drew some pictures. Can you take a look at them later" 。"Yeah, your daughter's drawing must be beautiful. " 。Mo Lao lovingly stroked his daughter's hair, his face full of a father's tenderness. 。At this moment, he is no longer a revered elder, but simply an old man enjoying the pleasures of family. 。She was his only daughter, but they rarely got to spend time together. 。Many times, Mo Lao focused his time on how to avenge the family. 。However, he was also grateful that his daughter was very well-behaved. Although she suffered a lot when she was young, she never complained once. 。Over the years, he has developed a passion for collecting, and his daughter has also taken to drawing. 。Almost every painting she made was collected by Mr. Mo as if it were a genuine masterpiece. 。The only thing that made Lao Mo feel regret was that the girl's mother passed away relatively early, and she had always lacked maternal love. 。Their communication was also limited. 。So, he poured virtually all the paternal love he could offer. 。Mr. Mo followed his daughter to her room and looked at every painting she had drawn, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration and satisfaction. 。After looking at the painting, he suddenly felt a stir in his heart, as if he had thought of something. He asked his daughter quietly: "By the way, Ziyan, is there someone named Ye Fan at your school" "Ye Fan There seems to be one, a freshman from Year One..." 。"The girl pondered for a moment before nodding and saying, “Dad, why do you ask”"Oh, how is he doing at school" Mo Lao pulled over a chair and sat down, looking at his daughter. 。"Still alright You're still a little tyrant." 。The girl seemed to have a vague impression of Ye Fan, but she just couldn't remember where she had met him. 。"Little overlord…" A complex expression flashed across Lao Mo's face. 。Looking at the woman, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, but it vanished as quickly as it had appeared. 。He really didn't want to involve his daughter in this matter. 。Sighing silently in his heart, he said: Ziyan, my father has never given you the happiness you desired in his lifetime. How can I use you in this matter 。After some thought, he decided to give up the idea. 。"Come on, today I'll arrange for someone to cook you some delicious food" 。“After Lao Mo finished looking at his daughter Ziyan’s painting, he stood up from the chair with a slight smile.” 。Mo Ziyan glanced at her father, then pursed her lips and shook her head, saying, "Dad, can I have a bowl of fried sauce noodles you made" 。 "En " 。"Lao Mo lightly nodded, then walked out, but his eyes were already a bit moist. His daughter, ah, Dad owes you so much. Just now, he almost let you tempt Ye Fan first, causing him to fall into an irreversible predicament." 。Ai... Seeing her father's back, Mo Ziyan also flashed a complex expression on her face, as if she remembered something, and her face was full of melancholy. 。But in her heart, she softly said to herself, "Ye Fan Just what kind of person are you Why would my father know you, and suddenly bring you up" Mo Ziyan's heart suddenly felt a little curious...At nine thirty in the morning, Ye Fan got up from bed, took a hot shower first, then put on the set of clothes he had bought the afternoon before. 。He was originally well-dressed, but this outfit made him appear even more tall and handsome. 。And he was particularly muscular, a starter who gave off a very masculine vibe. 。The scent of that kind of man, it was intoxicating. 。Just as he had finished getting dressed, his phone rang. It was Li Qiang calling. 。"Young Master Ye, I'll drive over to pick you up." 。"I don't have an invitation, so I can't get in..." Li Qiang's voice came through the phone as soon as it was answered. 。Indeed, although Li Qiang is the youngest son of the Li family, he is not yet qualified to receive an invitation from the Si Kong family. 。If it weren't for Ye Fan bringing him in, he probably wouldn't have been able to get in. 。"Alright, bring me some breakfast." 。Ye Fan glanced at the time and said 。It's over 。Li Qiang said happily, then hung up the phone. 。Hanging up the phone, as soon as he entered the living room on the first floor, Andre's phone call came in...ddenly took over Yu Fei's entire brain, making her feel stifled all over.Suddenly, she felt someone undoing her buttons. Yufei jolted awake and struggled to sit up, pushing the person away with a frig...