At this moment, Ye Lanchen's eyes were obviously filled with surprise and astonishment.
However, immediately after, Ye Lanchen's eyes were clearly filled with coldness. "If you have something to say, just say it."
A father who had not taken the initiative to speak to him for twenty years, a father who usually refused to see him, suddenly took the initiative to speak to him. Moreover, it was the kind of caring words that made him have no choice but to doubt the purpose behind it.
Ye Bowen's brows furrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips pursed slightly. Then, he spoke again, "No."
This sentence of his was not said in a simple and general manner, without any emotion.
Ye Lanchen's eyes narrowed again. Seeing his appearance, the corners of his lips curled up slightly. "Why did you suddenly come back?"
"Your grandfather asked someone to bring me back." Ye Bowen's reply was very direct, and he did not hide anything.
