The old lady held her breath for a moment and looked tense. Her face was really deep and dark. Ye Ling looked at her with cold eyes. This must be the biggest prick in the old ladyâs heart. Her most precious son was murdered just like that. It was indeed hard to accept. The old lady loved her eldest son the most. Everyone knew that the first son was always different, and it did make sense that the old lady treated hers so.
Ye Ling moved his wheelchair slightly. âI will say this again. The list of the lives I have taken never includes them. To believe or not to believe, that is up to you.â
âEnough. Thereâs no need to speak about this anymore.â
âRight. Indeed, thereâs no need to.â Ye Ling looked at her coldly. âWe should stop this conversation if youâre here to make me hand over my business. Thereâs nothing to discuss. My belongings will forever be mine. Even when Iâm dead, they will never belong to anyone else. Grandma, do you hear me?â
The old lady glared at him furiously. Ye Ling yelled for Zhong Ran coldly. The two of them left as the old lady watched him from behind. âStubborn pig-head.â
The ear-piercing ringings of the phone were heard. On the opposite end was a cold voice.
âOld lady, howâs it going?â
âDo it!â
âDonât you regret!â
The old lady hung up and stood by the window silently for quite some time.
Ye Lingâs existence was a prick in her heart.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
She would never be satisfied if he was not dead. But if she did kill him, who would she hand the Ye Family over to? Ye Tingjun? He would never agree. Ye Yifan? The business would fail terribly in his hands. Her second son? He was highly incapable, and he would never be able to keep the family together.
She was already old. Was she supposed to groom her grandson?
At the race track.
Ye Yifan brought Tong Hua here to watch car racing, and Ah Da stuck closely to Tong Hua. Ye Yifan was a race car driver. Putting his cynicism and splurging behavior aside, he was actually a really professional racer. He had won several awards in the nation. Today, he brought Tong Hua here to experience how it felt like to be in a race car. As this was a friendly match, there were not many rules. Ye Yifan pulled Tong Hua along and smiled happily as he said, âDo you want to try sitting in the passenger seat? This is really fun.â
No man would ever be able to resist the temptation of sitting in a race car, Tong Hua included. It was really cool, and he was really excited, but he shook his head. âI have a heart disorder, I canât deal with intense things. Never mind.â
âAlright, then sit at the VIP section. Donât stray too far away! Watch me come back as a champion.â
âYou can do this, uncle!â Tong Hua cheered for him and went to the VIP section.
The VIP section was on the second floor, and the view was really wide. When Tong Hua went over, there were already some people there. A middle-aged man in a Chinese costume was sipping tea slowly, and a few men in black stood around him with sunglasses on. They looked really threatening. When Tong Hua and Ah Da were about to enter, a man reached out his arm to stop them.
âNo outsiders allowed!â
Tong Hua frowned slightly. This was clearly the VIP section. Since Ye Yifan allowed them to enter, they should be allowed to. Ah Da wiped out his invitation letter, but the group of people refused to budge. âPlease find another spot.â
The man in the costume turned over. It was Second Old Master Gu, the man who had seen Tong Hua before. He was mildly shocked, and he waved. âDonât be disrespectful. Tong Hua, come here.â
The group of people were really obedient. They retreated immediately and bowed as an expression of apology.
Ah Da was slightly dissatisfied, but Tong Hua did not think much about it. He just entered.
âHello, uncle!â
âItâs been quite a while.â Second Old Master Gu smiled at him. He was exceptionally nice.
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