Before Ye Weilan could dial out the phone, Qi Ye's cell phone made a "ding dong" sound.

Ye Weilan looked over with her cat eyes, crystal clear and transparent, with a little inexplicable fear.

Qi Ye opened it and took a look, a faint cold light flashed through his eyes.

He put away his phone and turned to Ye Weilan's inquiring eyes.

Qi Ye held her shoulder: "Lan, I'll go out, stay here and wait for Xiaojiu and I to go home."

The blood on Ye Weilan's face faded away in an instant, and his hands and feet became cold: "Xiao Jiu--"

"He is fine, he just needs to deal with some troubles. Don't worry," he stroked her small face with his slender fingers, lowered his head and kissed: "Our son, you must have confidence in him."

Ye Weilan suppressed the trembling and laughed; "Yes, Xiaojiu is better than Xiaoxue. If he has a shadow around him, there will be no problem."

She touched her face and pushed Qi Ye out of the door: "Qi Ye, go, I'll prepare supper and wait for you to go home."

Qi Ye looked at her pale cheeks and secretly recorded a account for her little bastard, but she still knocked on Perlangodo's door.

The ancestor seemed to be taking a nap and was a little unhappy when woke up. However, when he saw that it was Qi Ye who knocked on the door, he realized that something might have happened.

"I'll go out and you look at Dianlan."

After giving instructions, Qi Ye looked back again, and Ye Weilan waved his hand with a white face: "Husband, go home early."

Qi Ye cted his hands in his pocket and walked downstairs.

When he could no longer see his back, the smile on Ye Weilan's face disappeared.

Perlangodo observed her face and confirmed that it was her baby son who was involved in the accident.

When Xiaoxue was lost by him, she had this expression.

"What are you worried about?"

Ye Weilan turned to look at him: "I..."

"That kid is a little disaster. Have you never heard of disasters for thousands of years?" Absolutely lazy tone.

Miss Ye rushed up and pinched his neck, widened her eyes and looked fierce: "That's my son!"

"Hey, the dead girl deceives the master and destroys the ancestors again-"

"You old bastard!"

Perlangodo looked at her clear eyes with a few rays of redness, and her eyes changed.

He patted her on the shoulder.

Ye Weilan stopped all his movements and fell softly into his arms.

Perlangodo hasn't held his adopted daughter in many years.

When he was young, he hugged her and walked through many places. The little girl who called him "Master" seemed to grow into a graceful girl in the blink of an eye, married and had children...

Life is quite fast.

Perlangodo's eyes were dazed, he picked up the person in his arms, and kicked the Pope's door open without hesitation.

Ou Ruoqinghan was lying on the couch and closed his eyes to rest. When he heard the movement, he opened his eyes and saw Perlangodo breaking in with Ye Weilan in his arms, and his eyebrows were almost unchecked.

"Do you still have any medicine you sent someone to steal last time?"

"What happened?" Ou Ruoqing asked coldly.

Without external stimulation, it should not have reached the point where the attacks occur so frequently.

"What happened to her son. Please send someone to find it. Where is the medicine?" Perlangodo obviously cared more about this.

"I gave it to Agula for research."

Perlangodo turned around and left.
Chapter completed!