noon, so Auntie Zheng had prepared lunch for him. 。After dinner, Ye Fan called Fatty. 。I want to go to South Africa, please arrange it for me. 。The phone connected, and Ye Fan spoke in a low voice. 。...It is late autumn now, with withered branches covering the ground. A gust of wind sends a shiver through the air, and the scene is filled with desolation.

Ye Fan couldn't believe his eyes. The man in front of him was actually the head of the Ye family, Ye Wuming. He was the old man's uncle, and because the old man took good care of himself, he didn't look much older than fifty. But Ye Wuming had completely turned white with age. Compared to when Ye Fan first met him, he looked much more decrepit.

Ye Fan at this moment didn't know what taste was in his heart, a certain fiber deep within him seemed to be touched. He knew that if the old man were here right now, he would probably be crying tears of joy... even change their opinion of him!Especially the goddess Na Luo, Fu Fan couldn't expect that a tiny night pearl would make her throw herself into his arms or anything like that. At the very least, if...