The old couple was confused.

Ye Wutian shook his head and sighed, looked at Han Zhiyan with a sad look on his face, and then turned around to explain to the old couple: "My girlfriend was a little irritated because she was a little irritated. Please understand."

"You are not mentally ill! Also, who is your girlfriend!" Han Zhiyan said angrily.

The old couple looked at each other, and they couldn't tell who was true and who was false for a moment.

"Zhimei, stop making trouble." Ye Wutian persuaded Han Zhiyan with a soft voice.

"What Jimi? My name is Han Jiyeon." Han Jiyeon said depressedly.

Ye Wutian ignored her and looked at the old couple with a sad look on his face, saying, "It makes you laugh. In fact, she is not like this. It's all my fault. I didn't protect her, so she became like this."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Han Zhiyan scolded, and then said to the old couple: "Don't listen to him talking nonsense. He is just a kidnapper. I was really kidnapped by her to come here."

"Old man, don't worry. Apart from saying irrelevant words, her other behaviors are normal and will not hurt you." Ye Wutian said to the old couple.

The old couple was still confused. They obviously hadn't figured out who was crazy among the two.

"You bastard, what kind of scene are you acting?" Han Zhiyan glared at Ye Wutian and asked angrily.

"Zhimi, you should wake up. I have been with you for so long. I really don't want to see you go crazy anymore. You said you are the most popular star in China, and you are a national fairy. I can accept all these, because in my heart, you are indeed the most shining star. But it's too outrageous to say that you are the daughter of the largest family in South Korea." Ye Wutian said with a sad face.

"I think you're crazy!" Han Ji-yeon was so angry that she gritted her teeth and continued to say to the old couple: "Old man, I am really the most popular star in China, Han Ji-yeon, and she is indeed the eldest lady of the Han family, the largest aristocratic family in South Korea. This person kidnapped me here. Please, you must save me." Although every word she said was true, she ignored her appearance at this time.

The old couple looked Han Jiyeon up and down, then looked at each other, as if they had found their agreement.

Looking back at Han Zhiyan, the old lady lamented and said sympathetically: "Look at how beautiful this child is, it's a pity why is his spirit abnormal?"

"That's it." The old man shook his head with regret.

"No, I'm really Han Zhiyan. If you take a closer look, do you think I look familiar?" Han Zhiyan stretched out the hair on her forehead and put her face in front of the two old men.

Han Zhiyan's move made the old couple more sure that she had mental problems.

"What a pitiful child." The old lady reached out and touched Han Zhiyan's face.

Han Zhiyan trembled twice. At this moment, she was really crying without tears. Ye Wutian, who was beside her, was giggling secretly. With this girl's IQ, she naturally could not beat him.

"It's all my fault for not protecting her." Ye Wutian said as he pretended to wipe away tears.

Han Zhiyan panted and stared at Ye Wutian. Seeing Ye Wutian's hypocritical appearance, she was so angry that she rushed to Ye Wutian, clenched her fists and pounded him, and shouted, "You bastard, why are you pretending?"

Seeing that Han Jiyeon beat him so fiercely, the old couple on the side were very anxious to see him.

After a moment of silence, the old man quickly stepped forward and pulled Han Jiyeon, and dissuaded: "Child, stop hitting him, as another hit will hurt him."

Ye Wutian pretended to be injured and said with difficulty: "Old man, I, I'm fine. This is my fault. Even if I was beaten to death by her, I would be willing."

"Since you like to pretend, I'll beat you to death!" Han Zhiyan gritted her teeth and greeted Ye Wutian hard.

Ye Wutian secretly took back the energy that had been injected into Han Zhiyan's body. Han Zhiyan's movements stopped, and she immediately frowned, bowed her body, covered her stomach, and let out a burst of pain and humming sounds from her mouth.

Seeing Han Zhiyan's appearance, the old man asked in confusion: "Child, you, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Wutian stepped forward and helped Han Zhiyan up and explained: "Don't worry, old man, she is fine. She only has abdominal pain because of menstruation. At this time of the month, she will be in great pain. Seeing her so uncomfortable, I feel like a knife cut, and I wish I could bear these pains for her."

"Young man, I can understand your mood. When I was young, my wife had a lot of pain every time she had menstruation. At that time, my thoughts were the same as you. I hope I could bear this pain for her." The old man recalled.

The old lady smiled and said happily: "Yes, every time I had my period, my wife would take care of meticulously like you took care of this girl."

"Then are there any way you can relieve her pain?" Ye Wutian asked casually.

"By the way, there is a wild vegetable that can relieve her pain. I'll pick some back now." The old man said, then picked up a bamboo basket by the door and hurried towards the forest.

The old lady said again: "Young man, hurry up and help her in and lie down."

Ye Wutian responded, and then helped Han Zhiyan walk into the room.

Not long after, the old man picked some wild vegetables and came back, and then boiled them into soup and fed them to Han Zhiyan to drink.

The therapeutic effect of this wild vegetable is quite significant. Not long after Han Zhiyan drank it, the pain was significantly alleviated.

She sat up from the bed and stared at Ye Wutian with resentment. She was no longer able to argue about the question of who was crazy.

At this time, the old lady put a bamboo basin on the table and greeted the two of them: "You have come here from afar, and you probably haven't eaten anything on the way, right? We just cooked some sweet potatoes and came here to eat together."

"I'm really troubled you." Ye Wutian said gratefully.

"No trouble, no trouble. In fact, our experiences were quite similar to yours now, so when we saw you, we were like seeing ourselves when we were young." The old lady said with a smile. Ye Wutian had three points of trueness and seven points of falseness before, telling the two old men about their experiences with Han Zhiyan, but they made them cry and snot, and Han Zhiyan naturally wanted to cry without tears.

The two of them came to the table and sat down, and ate sweet potatoes with the two old men.

Ye Wutian said while gnawing on the sweet potatoes: "Two old men, I want to ask you for help."

"Young man, just say whatever you have." The old man said.

"I want to ask two of you to help take care of my girlfriend for a few days." Ye Wutian said.

"As long as the girl doesn't dislike it, it's okay to stay here for a few days." The old lady smiled kindly.

Han Zhiyan complained in her heart, saying that she could not dislike her, a young lady who was so pampered and living in such a wilderness. She just looked at the old man's kind smile, and she couldn't bear to say anything.

"Then I'll bother you. I'll go back to deal with something and I'll come to pick her up in a few days." Ye Wutian said gratefully.

The old man thought Ye Wutian was going back to deal with the affairs of both families, so he reminded him: "Young man, if it really doesn't work, don't force it. In fact, as long as the two of them really love each other, they will live the same place. You can set up a house nearby."

"Yes, I will do it." Ye Wutian agreed.

After dinner, Ye Wutian went to the forest to pick up some wild game. No matter what, he couldn't eat and live in the house for nothing.

After settling Han Zhiyan, Ye Wutian left the mountain alone.

He ran all the way until the evening arrived in the city.

After inquiring, I learned that the Han family's courtyard is located in a mountainous area in the eastern part of Seoul.

Originally, Ye Wutian planned to rush to the Han Mansion overnight, but considering that he didn't know much about the so-called practice of Taoism and did not know the specific strength of the Han family. So he did not dare to act rashly, but instead found a top-end hotel in the bustling area east of the city and stayed there temporarily.

The nightlife in Seoul is luxurious and erosive. The doors of those high-end nightclubs are filled with various precious cars. The beautiful girl in exposed clothes is hugged by a man who looks like a dog, pinched her buttocks and went in and out.

It is rare to come to Seoul, and Ye Wutian naturally would not spend the long night in his room.

He took a taxi to the closest high-end club to the hotel and walked in.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw two rows of welcome ladies wearing golden silk covers and short skirts with golden silk. Each row was six people, all of them were as beautiful as flowers and jade, and they were all around twenty years old. Of course, don’t expect them to be chicks. In fact, they were already black fungus that thousands of people rode and thousands of people picked.

"Good evening, welcome!" the twelve women shouted in a pleasant voice like nature.

Ye Wutian admired the past one by one and nodded with satisfaction.

The first floor of the club is a bar, or rather a love room, because it is a quiet and elegant style, without discco or hot dance girls, and mainly light music. Once you enter it, you can feel a comfortable and peaceful atmosphere.

Such an environment is suitable for some sad people to come and get drunk, or have a heart-to-heart talk with friends.

On the bar stool in front of the bar, several sad people who were drunk had entered the state of selflessness. They shook their heads and drank wine without any intention of appreciating the bartender's acrobatic skills, as well as the affectionate performance of the beauty on the stage.

Whether anyone appreciates it or not, the bartender is tirelessly throwing the cockpit glass and performing various difficult movements; and the resident singer is also tirelessly playing the guitar and singing elegant music created or covered.

For them, this is not just work, but also a kind of fun. Even if it is just a self-admiration, they can intoxicate themselves.

Ye Wutian walked into the bar slowly and sat down in front of the bar.

"Sir, what are you drinking?" the bartender asked Ye Wutian.

"Give me a bottle of whiskey." Ye Wutian said casually.

The bartender took out a wine glass and placed it in front of Ye Wutian. Then he took out a bottle of whiskey and opened the cap and poured half a cup for Ye Wutian.

"Sir, please use it slowly!"
Chapter completed!