Just reborn, my wife and daughter were humiliated

Ye Feng turned his head and looked around. When he saw the white-haired old man with a smile on his face, Ye Feng sighed helplessly.

Then he said to Hongyu: "Hongyu, help me make a cup of tea and send it to the back garden!"

"Okay!" Hongyu nodded and said.

Xu Chunbo and Ye Feng said hello and left the hospital.

Ye Feng took the white-haired old man and the young man to the back garden.

As soon as he entered the back garden, Ye Feng said directly: "I'm not interested in the Murong family."

"What are you going to do?"

"Mr. Ye, I know you don't trust us." The white-haired old man said seriously, "But our Murong family is not someone who forgets our roots."

"On the one hand, what I promised the old senior back then is on the one hand, but on the other hand, without that old senior's guidance to my grandfather, everything in the Murong family would not be what it is now!"

"So the Murong family should follow Mr. Ye!"

After Ye Feng heard what the white-haired old man said, he said with a bit of laughter and tears:

"So you are here to repay a favor!"

"Exactly!" the white-haired old man said seriously.

Ye Feng took a deep look at the white-haired old man and said, "Is it okay for you to do anything?"

"You can do anything!" the white-haired old man said firmly.

Ye Feng said calmly: "If I asked you to hand over the entire Murong family to me, would you agree?"

"Of course I agree!" the white-haired old man said without any hesitation.

After hearing what the white-haired old man said, Ye Feng was startled. He originally thought that the white-haired old man would hesitate, and then took this opportunity to send the white-haired old man and the young man away.

After all, Ye Feng didn't want to be unclearly related to a martial arts family.

As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there will be fighting.

If the Murong family is not protected, there will be enemies and so on, which is too troublesome!

Ye Feng's current thoughts are very simple, which is to cure Qian Qian's illness and help Bai Yutong establish her company so that she can be independent.

If you can investigate what happened to the Ye family back then.

Because Niu Sixi's words have always been a thorn in Ye Feng's heart.

One year later, I still don’t know what it will be like.

The young man on the side was also surprised when he heard the white-haired old man say this. He wanted to open his mouth, but was directly scolded by the white-haired old man: "Shut up!"

Ye Feng looked at the white-haired old man and asked, "Can you tell me why you did this?"

"Is it just because of that one-trick punch back then?"

"No!" The white-haired old man shook his head and said, "It's not just a palm technique!"

"Without the senior of the Ye family, my grandfather would have been killed by those who were chasing him. There would be no Murong family and I, let alone the appearance of Xiaofeng."

"This is a favor, a huge favor!"

"I, the Murong family, never hesitate to repay a favor whenever possible!"

"This is moral!"

Hearing this, Ye Feng was also moved by the white-haired old man's words.

"What a moral statement!"

"There are not many people and families like you left now!"

"No matter what the world becomes, I, the Murong family, will still stick to our true intentions." The white-haired old man said.

Then he looked at the young man and said, "Xiao Feng, do you understand?"

"I understand, grandpa!" the young man nodded hurriedly and said.

At this time, Hongyu walked into the back garden with a tea tray. After putting down the tea, he glanced at the white-haired old man curiously and went out directly.

"Sit!" Ye Feng motioned for the two of them to sit down.

The white-haired old man sat opposite Ye Feng as he was told, but the young man still stood in front of the white-haired old man.

Seeing this, Ye Feng nodded inwardly.

The family tradition of the Murong family is pretty good.

After Ye Feng poured a cup of tea for the white-haired old man and the young man, he said calmly: "To be honest, I have no intention of accepting the Murong family."

"After all, what happened back then was done by my ancestors and has nothing to do with me."

"in addition……"

Ye Feng paused and said, "In fact, I didn't know that there was such an expert in my Ye family!"

"So I think you may have the wrong person!"

"Absolutely not!" The white-haired old man shook his head and said, "Four generations of the Murong family have been searching for hundreds of years but have not found anyone who knows the Six Palms of Tianshan Mountain."

"Doctor Ye knows the Six Palms of Tianshan Mountain, and his surname is Ye. There is almost no chance of such a mistake!"

Just as Ye Feng was about to speak, the white-haired old man said again: "Mr. Ye, I have a sure way here."

"Oh?" Ye Feng looked at the white-haired old man in surprise, "You mean there are other ways to determine whether I am the Ye family member you are looking for?"

"Exactly!" The white-haired old man nodded and said.

As he spoke, the white-haired old man took out the jade pendant from his arms.

"Mr. Ye, please look!"

When Ye Feng saw this jade pendant, he was immediately surprised, "Where did you get this jade pendant?"

At this time, the jade pendant in the white-haired old man's hand was exactly the same as the one he wore around his neck.

The jade pendant on my body was hung up by my grandfather himself during my adult ceremony.

Tell yourself that this is an heirloom passed down from generation to generation of the Ye family.

So even when Ye Feng lost money in gambling and had no money left, he never had the idea of ​​buying a jade pendant.

After all, everyone in the Ye family disappeared mysteriously, and this was his last thought about the Ye family.

So how could Ye Feng not be surprised when he saw the jade pendant in the hand of the white-haired old man?

"Mr. Ye, when the master of the Ye family left, he gave my grandfather a jade pendant!" the white-haired old man said seriously.

"Zeng said that if someone comes to the door with this jade pendant in the future, he will be a descendant of the Ye family. I hope the Murong family can help!"

"My grandfather swore to God at that time that in the future he would be dominated by the Ye family holding a jade pendant!"

"If the person holding the jade pendant is not the Ye family, the Murong family will do their best to help!"

After listening to what the white-haired old man said, Ye Feng nodded and slowly took out the jade pendant around his neck.

The white-haired old man was also a little excited after seeing the jade pendant in Ye Feng's hand.

"Mr. Ye, can you give me the jade pendant to look at?"

Ye Feng handed the jade pendant in his hand to the white-haired old man, and then saw with a surprised expression that the white-haired old man put two identical jade pendants together and instantly turned them into a round jade pendant.

"Grandpa, they really come together!" The young man also said very excitedly.

The white-haired old man nodded and said with a trembling voice: "It's all put together, nothing wrong, nothing wrong!"

The white-haired old man stood up quickly and bowed respectfully to Ye Feng.

"I, the current head of the Murong family, Murong Zhengxin, brings his grandson Murong Feng to meet Mr. Ye!"

After speaking, the white-haired old man said to the young man: "Xiao Feng, give a big salute to Mr. Ye!"

The young man was also unambiguous, his face no longer looked like he had fucked and spanked with Murong Zhengxin last night, and he was about to kneel down and salute Ye Feng solemnly.

"No need!" Ye Feng raised his hand, and the young man instantly found that he could no longer kneel down.

When the white-haired old man saw this, he said with shock:

"This...this is?"

"Release your anger?"