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Thinking of the past, everyone couldn't help sighing, a tangled expression appeared on their faces, some pain and relief, and briefly talked about their own experiences, and at the same time asked Ye Wushuang about his situation over the years.

And he told these people without reservation, including him in another night house all these years, and everyone was extremely surprised and surprised.

But they also accepted it quickly, because the old master had mentioned them, so it was not to accept incompetence.

"Then young master, you, won't you be angry over there when you come back?" They just wanted to say that your father over there wouldn't be unhappy, but when the words came to their mouths, they changed their ways.

What is the character of Ye Wushuang, those of them who grew up with him since childhood, they have witnessed it with their own eyes, there is no doubt about this.

"No, he knows, this is also my home," Ye Wushuang chuckled, not to mention, without that father's guidance, he probably wouldn't have been able to find this place.

After listening to Ye Wulin, he looked at each other, and finally boiled it down to one sentence, he is worthy of being the head of a great family, this is broad-minded, and there is an outsider competing with him for the identity of his father, and he can accept it calmly.

In fact, if you don't accept it, there is no way, if you don't accept it, I'm afraid that Ye Wushuang will respect him like a guest for the rest of his life, and he won't feel a trace of his family.

"Alas, look at my head, young master, you sit and rest first, or go around, your subordinates order the kitchen to cook, today we all have a good get-together, the old master's side, when he is out of the customs, he is picking up the wind and washing the dust for you!"

Thinking of something, an elderly Ye family member said, he is the older of the Ye family except for the old family master, and now he is equivalent to the identity of a housekeeper, and everyone respects him very much.

"Good" Ye Wushuang smiled, his mind was completely liberated, how many years, he never felt so happy, so happy, home, no matter how far he goes, as long as he comes back, as long as he exists, it is a place for spiritual sustenance and rest.

On the other side, the angry ice cloud rushed out of the Yejia, stopped in a small forest, kicked angrily, and the fallen leaves were suddenly scattered all over the ground, and the surrounding birds and beasts flew together.

"Master, are we going back?" A mimicry emerald green bird squatted on Bingyun's shoulder, this is her magical beast, the flying magical beast, called Crispy, because its cry is very crisp, sometimes you don't know that it is a mimic flying magical beast when you look at it.

"Go back, where are you going" Bingyun glanced at her own demonic beast angrily, she didn't want to go anywhere now.

Tilting his head crisply, "If you don't go back to the Bing family, then you still have to follow this married man?" ”

"What kind of married man, don't say it" This sentence once again pierced Bingyun's heart, but she still refused to accept it.

"Oh yes, not only that, but there is also a young and beautiful daughter" The crisp eyes were dripping, really, I don't understand my master, there are so many handsome men in the world, why I can't get up and down the crooked neck tree of Ye Wushuang.

"Don't say it, and I'll strip you naked!" Bingyun threatened, desperately holding back the tears in her eyes, yes, she thought she had a chance, but who would have thought that he not only had a wife, but also a daughter, and now he is in his twenties.

Brittle combed his feathers disapprovingly, "Master, cry if you want to cry, the feathers will borrow you to wipe your tears" said, it stretched out its little wings, and its movements were very cute and gratifying.

Hearing this, Bingyun's tears couldn't help but slip from the corners of her eyes anymore, and she stared at the trunk of the tree silently, letting the tears flow.

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