After saying this, Ye Han ignored the madman with an ugly face and Yan Qingmu who was crying in the madman's arms, he directly pulled Zhou Yun'er and Yan Zihan away, followed by Zhao Youyou and Xiao Qingcheng.

They didn't agree with or object to the decision made by Ye Han. At home, only Ye Han could really make the decision. If Ye Han recognized the parents of Madman and Yan Qingmu, they would naturally be happy. On the contrary, Ye Han did not approve of it. , They will not blow pillow wind in Ye Han's ear.

Zhou Yun'er and the others know that there is a saying that Ye Han said is true; have they fulfilled their responsibilities as parents one day? No, all these years, Ye Han just depended on his elder sister Ye Qing, and suffered all kinds of stares and hardships.

At this moment, it is normal for Ye Han to feel angry.

"Son, it's not what you think, it's really not what you think..." Watching Ye Han leave, Yan Qingmu was already crying in the arms of the madman, looking at Ye Han's back with hazy eyes, The son died and came back to life, but he refused to recognize them. For Yan Qingmu, his heart hurt like a knife.

The madman sighed. What Ye Han said just now left him speechless. Although there were many unavoidable things in it, they really did not fulfill their parents' responsibilities for a day; "Qingmu, don't worry, he is our son. Sooner or later, you will recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, believe me, leave this matter to me, and I will let this kid willingly call me daddy and you mommy."

After finishing speaking, the madman walked down the back mountain with Yan Qingmu in his arms.

After seeing this place, the people around also left one after another, only the sloppy old daoists and the god-level figures were still standing here.

"Hehe, I can't tell that this kid has a stubborn temper. If a madman in this world just needs to stand up and say that I am Lao Tzu, I am afraid that anyone would be willing to call him Dad." Daoist Yuxu stroked his beard and smiled. .

The sloppy old man curled his lips and said, "This kid's temper is like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard, but he doesn't want to rely on a madman, which I appreciate very much."

In fact, there are three reasons why Ye Han doesn't want to recognize Madman and Yan Qingmu's parents. First, it is naturally hatred. He hates his biological parents who gave birth to him but then abandoned him. Will easily forgive the people of the past. Second, Ye Han doesn't want to rely on the madman, he will use his own hands to fight for what belongs to him. The Ji family and the Yan family in Yanjing City have nothing to do with him. Third, it is naturally because of Yan's admiration.

"Master Yan!"

At this moment, Ye Han finally knew who was the old man who was on the phone with him often, warned him to be careful, and told him to survive. The number was from Yanjing City, and there was no one else except Mr. Yan, Mr. Zhang would not be so sneaky.

Beside Ye Han, Zhou Yun'er and Yan Qingmu sat. Of course, there was also Xiao Qingcheng who sat on her lap with a stern face.

"Yun'er, Zihan, I made you worry this time, I know..."

Before Ye Han could finish his words, Zhou Yun'er, who couldn't bear it for a long time, suddenly threw herself on his shoulder and bit it fiercely. Although Yan Qingmu didn't make such radical movements, her trembling shoulders also showed Despite her inner worries, God knows how desperate they were after hearing the news that Ye Han was dead!

"Brother, I'm still here." Sitting on Ye Han's lap, Xiao Qingcheng said sullenly.

"Brother Ye, I..." Zhao Youyou also seemed hesitant to speak, looking at Zhou Yuner and Yan Qingmu who were next to Ye Han, a look of envy flashed across her face.

"Bastard, next time you dare to leave us behind, I'll never let you go." Zhou Yun'er vented for a while, then stared at Ye Han with red eyes.

"Don't worry, next time I will cherish my life even more, and I won't leave you guys behind." Ye Han hugged Zhou Yun'er and Yan Qingmu tightly, and Xiao Qingcheng was also hanging around his neck. Yoyo blinked and motioned for her to come too.

Afterwards, Ye Han embraced from left to right, and three beautiful beauties and a little lolita were all lying in his arms with happy faces. At this moment, Zhao Youyou's inner joy was stronger than anyone else's, although Ye Han didn't say anything, but she was already very satisfied.

The entire villa is in operation. The four great dragon generals have taken the rest of the Tianlong guards to investigate the news of Huo Tianzun. The masters of the Gu clan are acting as the defense force of the villa. The madman and Yan Qingmu have not left yet. Ye Han's attitude is against They are very cold, and they won't leave just yet.

In the north, the Yan family compound in Yanjing City.

After hearing the news of Ye Han's death in battle, Mr. Yan, who had been ill for a long time, immediately jumped out of the hospital bed despite the doctor's block after hearing the call from Yan Qingmu. With Ke Yanke's support, and A group of doctors cautiously persuaded him to walk out of the back room, and he laughed while walking.

"Old man Yan, what are you doing?" Mr. Zhang came here almost every day after Mr. Yan fell ill. Now he is standing with Mr. Yan's two sons. Of course, there are several members of the third generation of the Yan family in this room.

Seeing Mr. Yan walking out with a big smile, Mr. Zhang glared at him and continued, "You old bastard, don't die. Don't you want to compare with me to live longer? In my opinion, you The old thing will burp tomorrow."

"Dad, you'd better listen to the doctor and lie down. If you collapse, who among us can take charge of the overall situation." Apart from his daughter Yan Qingmu, Mr. Yan also has two sons, the eldest son Yan Qingshui, and the second. Son Yan Qingtian, third daughter Yan Qingmu.

The old man fell ill, and they stayed at home for the past few days, for fear that the old man would not be able to recover from the illness. Now that the old man got up by himself, his face immediately changed.

The juniors of the third generation of the Yan family also said with concern.

"Okay, I can't die, my grandson hasn't called me grandpa, how can I die." Old Man Yan waved his hand, but there was a smile on his pale face. JrNovels.com