What age are you in, and you’re still a traditional villain?

Ye Chen is in a very irritable mood now.

His fists were clenched so hard that they made a clattering sound, and his faces were frighteningly gloomy. In such an atmosphere, Wang Hong and Wang Lao Hu wisely lowered their heads and said nothing.

In fact, Wang Hong really wanted to ask if she could complete her mission in Jiangnan and return to Dragon Court if the White Tiger Saint Lord came.

Her mission in Jiangnan actually ended the moment Ye Chen returned to Jiangnan. She had already packed her things and bought a ticket to fly back.

It was the police station that called her and told her that Ye Chen had been arrested for gang fighting and that his family members were required to come to the police station.

So, Wang Hong went to the police station to bail Ye Chen out, and then followed Ye Chen and followed his orders.

This stop lasted for so many days.

Ye Chen hung up the phone, leaned against the corner of the wall and slowly squatted on the ground. Because he was chased by the police station in the streets and alleys for five hours, Ye Chen was now in a very miserable state. His hands and face were dirty, and his clothes were torn into several holes. He looked like a beggar.

"Cao Jinyan, I swear I won't be a human being if I don't kill you."

When I think of Ling'er's intimate attitude towards Cao Jinyan, asking her to touch her head, I have never touched Ling'er's head...

And when Yun'er was getting in the car, Cao Jinyan patted Yun'er's butt. What Ye Chen couldn't accept the most was that Zhu Yun didn't get angry or curse at him at that time. She just paused for a second and then got into the car.

Then there is no more.

Not resisting is acquiescence.

The two of them dared to do this on the street. Ye Chen didn't dare to think about what would happen to Cao Jinyan and Zhu Yun tonight.

When he thought of this, Ye Chen felt a dull pain in his chest.

It's a little difficult to breathe.

It seems like I am losing my rhythm.

Ye Chen felt uncomfortable and didn't dare to think further.

There are some things that you only regret not cherishing when you lose them.

At this moment, Ye Chen began to regret why he did not return home earlier.

"You still have time."

Looking at the dark river surface, Ye Chen straightened his wrinkled collar and said, "Cao Jinyan, just wait. When my White Tiger Saint comes, it will be the day of your demise."

"As long as you die, Yun'er and Ling'er will return to my arms. They will only be mine. Whoever steals them will die."

Although Ye Ling'er and Zhu Yun now seem to have a good relationship with Cao Jinyan, with intimate actions and friendly words, as long as Cao Jinyan dies, all of this will disappear like a bubble.

As long as Cao Jinyan died, he had countless ways to make Zhu Yun and her daughter change their minds and come back to him.

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the other side.

Cao's Villa.

Cao Jinyan did not take Zhu Yun and Ye Ling'er to Utopia Building. Although he bought a house for Ye Ling'er there, it was not suitable to go to Utopia Building today.

Because Zhu Yun was there too.

So he took the two of them directly back to Cao's villa.

"Mom, I want to eat the food you cook." Ye Ling'er said pitifully.

Ever since Ye Chong passed away and Zhu Yun went to work, Ye Ling'er has never eaten Zhu Yun's cooking again. In the past, even when she was at school, she would go home on weekends and eat Zhu Yun's cooking.

Zhu Yun said with a smile: "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Since Zhu Yun was cooking, Cao Jinyan asked the chef in the villa to leave work early, and even asked the aunt and the nanny to leave work early.

At night in the Cao family villa, apart from the security personnel outside the villa, there were only three of them left in the villa.

Zhu Yun is cooking in the kitchen.

Cao Jinyan and Ye Ling'er were watching TV in the living room, and the news program was playing.

"Ling'er, you watch the news here. I'll go to the kitchen to see if there's anything I can help with."

Cao Jinyan got up and left the living room and went to the kitchen.

Seeing Cao Jinyan's figure appear, Zhu Yun, who was cooking soup, suddenly became nervous: "You...what are you doing here?"

"Madam." Cao Jinyan called out, holding her shoulders with both hands, staring into her panicked eyes that dared not struggle: "I know that Madam has worked hard to cook, so I came to the kitchen to see if there is anything I can do to help Madam."

Zhu Yun was stunned for a moment, pursed her red lips and said faintly: "There is no need for your help, go out and watch the news with Ling'er."

"How can this be possible?" Cao Jinyan shook his head and refused, saying nonsense in a serious tone: "Although this is my home, I can't just sit and wait for food and do nothing. Madam, you have to believe me, I am still very capable."

The capable Zhu Yun had already experienced this.

"Really...really not, please get out now."

Zhu Yun lowered his head, his eyes evasive, not daring to look at Cao Jinyan.

This man must have been holding his fart in.

He must not be allowed to stay in the kitchen, otherwise the meal would not be cooked at all.

"You really don't need my help?" Cao Jinyan held the widow's hands, then frowned, looked around, sniffed, and asked, "What's that smell?"

"Ah, my soup!" Zhu Yun then remembered that there was still soup in the pot. She exclaimed and immediately pulled her hand away from Cao Jinyan's hand. She turned back to the stove and opened the lid of the pot first. In an instant, a stream of hot steam gushed out.

Looking at the widow's flustered back, Cao Jinyan laughed, shook his head and left the kitchen.

Soon, the meal was ready.

There was just a faint burnt smell lingering above the dining table.

"I haven't made soup for a long time. I didn't pay attention to the heat and it was a little overcooked." Zhu Yun sat at the dining table with his legs together and his hands on the table, looking at his stepdaughter Ye Ling'er embarrassedly.

This soup is Ye Ling'er's favorite.

But now it's burnt.

Ye Linger waved her hand and didn't care: "It's okay, little mom."

Cao Jinyan looked at the burnt soup and touched his nose unconsciously. If he guessed correctly, he should be the culprit for the burnt soup.

It was because I went to the kitchen that Zhu Yun was distracted and didn't pay attention to the cooking time of the soup.

This ultimately resulted in the soup becoming mushy.

Zhu Yun glared at Cao Jinyan with dissatisfaction. She was already full of charm, and now in order to make it easier to cook, her hair was all tied back, leaving it loose and fluffy. Coupled with her dissatisfied pouting expression, she looked like a bullied young wife.

Cao Jinyan stood up and without hesitation served himself a bowl of soup that had already become mushy. He took a sip and praised, "It tastes good, with a hint of burnt aroma, very good."

To be honest, it's not that bad to drink.

"Really?" Zhu Yun looked up in surprise when she heard Cao Jinyan's boast.

"of course."

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