"I don't know," he said.
Ye Fengsheng replied casually, without giving away too much, and instead stood up with Qiu Yun: "Let's go, return to the mountain first."
A good man's intuition always informs him that something unexpected has happened on the mountain.
When I heard Qiu Yun, I was surprised. I hesitated a bit in my brow, but didn't say no. I nodded, bid farewell to Ning Yuan, and fled to the Porsche at the doorstep.
"Mr. Ye, if they have a conflict this time, do you plan to run away?"
As Ye Fengsheng escaped in spirit, the Qins were busy asking questions.
"No," Ye Fengsheng shook his head. "I still have to tidy up the tent; I need to get the tent before I can run."
To confirm, the Qins occupied the venue, excitedly smiling twice, like a child.
"Is Uncle Qiu not at home?"
With the engine's sound, Ye Feng suddenly spoke, using Qiu Yun to ask for directions.
