Ultimate Rich Son-in-law

He looked deeply at Ning Lo. Although Ye Canglan tried his best to remain calm, a hint of guilt still appeared in the depths of his eyes.    

It didn't matter if Ah Lian had chosen to never marry because of him, at least it was because of him that left that day in a bad mood.    

He wanted to ask about this matter personally so that he could give the other party an explanation.    

"Go!"    

What a joke! Senior, since you said so much, if I don't agree, then it would be too much of a compliment.    

Standing up, Ning Lo turned around and looked at Ye Qinghee.    

"Qinghee, go back and tell your sister-in-law that the flight ticket is delayed a bit more." If she really can't wait any longer, she can go back by herself. After I finish dealing with the matters here, I'll rush back by night. "    

"Oh, right. We'll use your car."    

"Mhmm, don't worry, Brother Ning. I'm here."    

Ye Qinghee nodded slightly, took out the car keys and handed them to Ning Lo.    

"Brother, Second Brother, I'll first go to Ah Lian's side and ask her about the situation clearly before returning to Ye Family. You don't have to wait for me. "Kid, Little Yan, just do as Ning Lo said earlier. There's no mistake."    

On the other side, Ye Canglan also said something to everyone. Then, he gave a signal to Ning Lo with his eyes and the two of them walked out of the ward.    

… ….    

Road    

Ning Lo drove with his head down, while his eyes glanced at Ye Canglan in the car's rearview mirror.    

The latter had her eyes closed, her body tightly leaning against the chair, and her expression was unnatural. From between the brows, one could see that the latter was undergoing some kind of psychological struggle.    

The car drove for about 10 minutes    

Ye Canglan suddenly opened his eyes. In an instant, it was as if two rays of light shot out from his eyes.    

The next second, he straightened his body.    

His left hand trembled as he took out something from the Sumeru bag that Ning Lo gave him.    

It was a somewhat old book.    

The yellowing paper and the words that were already on the verge of fainting indicated that the book was quite old.    

Flipping open the notebook, Ye Canglan found a phone number on top of it. Then he entered the number one at a time and dialed it.    

The phone rang for more than ten seconds before it finally connected.    

A somewhat impatient man's voice sounded from the phone.    

"Hello, who are you looking for?"    

"Hello, may I ask if this is Fu Xuelian's home?"    

"No, you made a mistake!"    

Ka-cha    

The other party hung up without saying anything else.    

"Wrong number?"    

Ye Canglan frowned, then carefully compared the number on the notebook and muttered.    

"That's not right, this is a number from Glory Area, logically speaking, it should be impossible to change, right?"    

"Try one more time."    

He dialed the number he had just made and the phone rang for a few seconds before being picked up.    

"F * ck, are you done yet? You're already calling the wrong number, and you're still calling? What are you doing, don't you know this is Glory Area's phone number? Looking to die... "    

The man's voice sounded somewhat rude and impatient.    

"Um, little brother, don't get angry yet. Can you listen to what I have to say?"    

With a pleading tone, Ye Canglan said to the other person in a kind and soft voice.    

"Alright, I'll listen to you. Hurry up, it's my grandma's 70th birthday, I don't want to waste time with you!"    

"Okay, little brother. I would like to ask the original owner of this phone if her name was Fu Xuelian. She used to be a member of the Jin'ling Glory Area."    

"You're asking me how should I know? I don't even know who Fu Xuelian is. All I know is that this phone call was made at our house, and it was always used by my grandmother. You must be mistaken. Alright, since I've finished listening, I'll hang up. "    

After saying that, the person on the other end hung up.    

Ye Canglan was stunned on his seat when he heard the blind voice from the other side of the phone.    

"Cough cough, Senior Canglan, are you alright?"    

Ning Lo, who didn't say anything, couldn't help but ask.    

"It's nothing, it's weird." The number of Glory Area s usually would not be casually changed. This phone used to belong to Ah Lian, why did it suddenly change? "    

"Just because it doesn't change doesn't mean it doesn't change. In the past, when all the Glory Area were being redivided, perhaps it was changed at that time. "Shall we make another call?"    

"Still fighting? And get beaten up by that little bastard? "I'm stupid."    

Ye Canglan rolled his eyes at Ning Lo in annoyance.    

I have never been this low in my life. I have never spoken to anyone in anger. This time, I did it for Ah Lian. In the end, I got beaten up by a little kid.    

Sad!    

"Then should we go or not?"    

"Go, why won't we go? There are some things that I have to ask clearly about, and once I ask around, as long as she's still in the eastern Glory Area, I'll be able to find her."    

Ye Canglan had a determined look in his eyes.    

Some things had been missed for fifty years. If he couldn't find the answer he wanted today, he would regret it for the rest of his life.    

At the same time …    

In the eastern war zone, in an old and quaint building near Taihu Lake, Su City    

A young man in his early twenties dropped the receiver in his hand and casually walked towards the nearby dining table.    

At the dining table sat a large group of people. In the middle was a beautiful middle-aged woman who seemed to be in her fifties. She glanced at the young man.    

"Tian, who called?"    

"I don't know. It might be someone who wants to build a relationship with you, Grandmother …"    

"Grandmother, after your breakthrough, these people who want to get close to you have become more and more shameless …"    

The young man sat down and muttered in a resentful and contemptuous tone.    

"Tian, what nonsense are you talking about!?" Who taught you to be so arrogant and rude, to be more polite when you speak to others. Just look at your tone just now, you made the Heavenly Emperor your number one.    

In a side seat, a middle-aged man scolded the young man as he spoke in a bad mood.    

"Dad... I'm not wrong. Originally, since Grandma is celebrating her birthday today, there have been a lot of calls. Furthermore, most of them are just polite words of greeting. Or perhaps, I just wanted to build a relationship. I've already answered dozens of phone calls. The others are fine, you introduced yourself as soon as you arrived, but this one is fine, your words are shaky and you're extremely nervous. After all that, you said that you were looking for someone, f * * k! "    

"You! Mom, look at this brat's attitude. You're the one who's used to it, I'm going to be angered to death by him in the future. If you can't learn or do anything, what else can you do?! "    

"Alright, I'm celebrating my birthday today. What are you planning?"    

The middle-aged woman fiercely glared at her son, then had a displeased expression.    

"Mom, I … I didn't mean that. "    

The middle-aged man smiled in embarrassment and glared at his son. He then said, "You lucky brat, you don't dare to say anything more."    

His mother held absolute authority in the family, and even if he was a major general now, he still wouldn't dare to act rashly.    

"No is best."    

"Tian, your dad was right. It's better to be a bit more amiable when talking to people, instead of getting angry too easily. He didn't call me to offend me, it's just that I made the wrong phone call. There's no need to leave me with a bad impression, understand? "    

"I know, Grandma, you're here again. "He's just an unrelated person, it's not like I would meet him. Whether or not his tone has any effect..."    

The youngster seemed rather impatient. He muttered a few words, picked up the chopsticks, and gloomily picked up the dishes on the table.    

On the side, the others seemed to know that the young man's temper was always like this, and couldn't change anything in a short time, so they all sighed and didn't say anything more.    

The family then resumed their daily meal, discussing some of their daily topics.    

About half an hour or so    

Just as everyone in the room was about to cut the old man's cake, the doorbell rang again.    

"Who is it? It's been so long, I've already said that I won't be seeing anyone today … "    

The young man jumped to his feet, dropped the cake knife in his hand, and ran out the door.    

Behind him, a few middle-aged men also had displeased expressions.    

Door Open    

Outside the door, two tall figures stood there.    

One old, one young.