His handsome face revealed a vague, indiscernible light, as if still immersed in some memory he couldn't escape from. Even his eyes appeared slightly dazed, with a faint self-mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Are you okay?" Youyou asked, puzzled as she looked at him.
Clearly, the ones who needed concern now were Dan Tingye and Meimei. But somehow, Jiang Nan seemed worse off; it was inexplicable.
Jiang Nan didn't answer her, but instead directly started the car and drove towards the Ye Family Villa.
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Ye Family Villa.
In the deep of night, no one was sleeping, and the spacious living room was brightly lit as if it were daytime.
Ye Zhanxing sat on the leather sofa, holding a cane in his hand. His firm face showed no expression, just sitting quietly there, causing the atmosphere in the living room to suddenly drop.
