"What happened this time made me make up my mind."

"I was being too kind before laughing at myself..."

"kindness."

Zheng Man'er sighed, meaning something.

"A lot of times you are really kind, especially to women..."

When Ye Hao heard the word "benevolence" in Zheng Man'er's mouth, he always felt that something was not quite right.

But there is no way to explain this kind of thing.

Just when Ye Hao was about to forcibly change the subject, an extended black Lincoln suddenly appeared on the monitoring screen in the lobby.

The rear windows of the extended Lincoln did not rise, revealing a rather vicissitudes of face inside.

Seeing this face, Ye Hao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately stood up, saying: "Man'er, you rest here first, I will come as soon as I go."

Afterwards, Ye Hao came to the gate of the courtyard.

Soon, he waved his hand lightly, signaling Qin Menghan to take the people back temporarily, and then he walked to the side of the car window, smiled and said: "Mr. Zhang, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I still look good."

Following Ye Hao's words, the car door opened, and eight middle-aged men in martial arts robes slowly stepped down, scattered in all directions.

Then an old man also came down.

His breathing was a little short, and just by the sound, anyone could tell that his lungs must have been injured, but even so, when he stood there, he was still straight and loose.

It was Zhang Junyuan, one of the seven great ancestors of Jiecheng.

"Representative Ye, good afternoon."

"Come here uninvited, disturbing your rest."

At this moment, Zhang Junyuan showed a gentle smile to Ye Hao.

Although Ye Hao couldn't figure out the purpose of the other party's visit, and even though the two sides were more or less grievous, Ye Hao didn't take all this to heart, but smiled and said: "Mr. Zhang is too polite."

"You are an elder, and there is no place for an elder to be presumptuous when he comes to visit a younger generation."

"It's windy outside, please go inside and have a cup of hot tea."

"No."

Seeing Ye Hao making a bid, Zhang Junyuan smiled and shook his head.

"If only Xiaoyou is at home, I will definitely not be polite, but will enter directly."

"But with a woman in the family, it's better for me, an old man, not to rush in."

"Wouldn't it be a sin if I disturbed the romantic atmosphere of your young people?"

"Of course, if Ye Xiaoyou saves face, can you walk a few steps with me."

"There are a few words, maybe I can't say it to other people, but I can say it to you."

While speaking, Zhang Junyuan made a gesture of invitation. JrNovels.com