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"Grandma, what happened to me more than ten years ago, where did I live before? As for the person who takes care of me, you can't be the only one, right? Of course, Ye Wushuang knew that the old woman in front of him couldn't take care of him since he was a child.

Hearing this, the old woman's face suddenly became solemn, "Young master, the old slave is just a subordinate, he doesn't know anything, he takes care of you on the orders of the master, and he doesn't know anything about the rest." ”

"Grandma, just tell me, okay, I really want to get back my previous memories, without memories, I'm miserable, I forgot a lot of important people."

Yes, in his dreams now, oh no, what he could vaguely dream of was some memories of the past, but again, the appearance of people could not be seen, and even the sound was empty.

The old woman's eyes flashed with distress, but she gritted her teeth, "Young master, the old slave is also very sad, but the old slave doesn't know anything, and I really don't know what to say to you." ”

What she said was indeed true, what she knew was not what her young master wanted to know, so she really had nothing to say, what she learned was that the master let him go far away for his safety.

And all this, there are very few people in the Ye family who know, how could she know, it was only later, when he came back from a coma, that she began to take care of him.

Of course, she still knows some words, but the master has an order, no one can chew the root of the tongue, and the people who knew about it at the beginning, even if they were eyebrows, were all sent away and guarded.

"It's my father who ordered it not to be said" Ye Wushuang saw that the old woman didn't say it, and knew that she wouldn't speak, the old woman's mouth was tighter than anyone else, she decided not to say it, even if it was torture, it was estimated that she couldn't ask.

The old woman frowned slightly, "Young master, don't blame the old slave for talking too much, master, he actually cares about you very much, you don't understand it now, but you must believe that in the Ye family, no one cares about you" Even if it was her, she couldn't do the kind of pay that Ye Zhentian did.

"Okay Grandma, I know, you go and prepare food for the little mink" Ye Wushuang did not turn his face because of Grandma's concealment, but asked her to retreat.

The old woman sighed and left with the empty bowl and chopsticks, while the sable, after lifting her eyelids and glancing at Ye Wushuang, continued to lie on her stomach, it is a monster, and it does not understand the complexity of human beings very well.

"You're at home, I'll go to the study" Leaving this sentence, Ye Wushuang walked out, since he couldn't ask anything from Grandma, it was like what Xiao Mink said, and asked him directly.

"Young Master, where are you going, Young Master?" Outside the door, a person who was considered his heartfelt subordinate saw Ye Wushuang rampage out and quickly followed.

"Go see the head of the house."

"Oh," the subordinate paused, and silently followed him, stopping outside the master's courtyard.

"The head of the family, the third young master is back, I want to see you" The old housekeeper saw Ye Wushuang coming from a distance, and he was already happy to report to Ye Zhentian.

Ye Zhentian, who was reading a book at the moment, immediately put down the book in his hand, with an excited face, "Quick, let him in" and then picked up the book, pretending to look at it.

This stinky boy, this time he went out for a trip, and when he came back, he finally came to him for the first time, and it seems that the decision to let him go free is still not wrong.

"Father" entered the study all the way unimpeded, and after Ye Wushuang opened the door of the study, he bent down and saluted, although this voice of father's feelings was not deep, but Ye Zhentian listened to it, but he was extremely excited.

"Just come back, sit" put down the book, Ye Zhentian looked kind, when facing the other two sons, he had never been so approachable.

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