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Chapter 307 The Mystery of Ye Xingchen’s Life Experience

“Uncle Mu really thinks that Xingchen is my nephew?”

The corner of Ye Yun’s mouth curled up, with the cynical aura of a few years in his youth.

Elder Mu’s head suddenly roared and looked at Ye Yunshen in amazement.

“You…” Father Mu’s pupils stared wide, like a frightened lion.

“Do you know something?”

A bad premonition flooded my heart, and Father Mu suddenly panicked.

Ye Yunshen slowly picked up Lafite in front of him and took a sip: “What does Uncle Mu want me to know? No, I should say…you don’t want me to know.”

Elder Mu seemed to have a mouthful of old phlegm stuck in his throat, unable to swallow it, but unable to vomit it out.

It is absolutely impossible for anyone else to know about that.

He is very sure.

But looking at Ye Yunshen’s expression, it was an almost unwavering expression.

Could it be…

The old man couldn’t help but shudder in his heart, and silently underestimated him.

Impossible, this is absolutely impossible.

“Uncle Mu, don’t be nervous, even if I know it, it won’t be so good.” The light in Ye Yunshen’s eyes was dim and unclear, and he said quietly, “After all, the stars are dead, aren’t they?”

Having said that, Mr. Mu is still deeply embarrassed by his words.

He thought that Ye Yunshen didn’t care about anything for so many years, and he had forgotten that the emperor had a nephew.

Unexpectedly, he knew so much.

Everyone is smart, and Mr. Mu has already read something between the lines in his words.

Ye Xingchen’s life experience, after all, did not hide it.

Ye Yunshen knew, he knew everything.

Elder Mu pretended to be calm, “When did you know about this?”

“It’s not early, it’s not too late.” Ye Yunshen’s voice was clear and loud, and slowly said, “It just happened to be the year my eldest brother died.”

That year, he secretly returned to China and saw the truth inadvertently.

From then on, he knew that Ye Xingchen was not a child of Ye Family.

But even so, when Ye Xingchen’s life was dying, he still chose to stand up and save Ye Xingchen’s life, and brought him to Isth, to help him establish a shadow agent organization, so that Ye Xingchen has a place in Isth.

He is kind to Ye Xingchen, not for anything else, just because it is a child raised by Ye family.

Even if it is not his own blood, the surname of Yejia is always on his head.

He loves Ye Xingchen from the bottom of his heart.

He didn’t intend to say anything about Ye Xingchen’s still alive. He knew that Ye Xingchen would rather be a dead person than let everyone know that he was still alive in this world.

That child’s self-esteem is so strong that it makes him feel bad.

Father Mu looked solemn, and the surprise in his eyes gradually darkened, replaced by endless loneliness.

Ye Yunshen knew this, and it was indeed beyond his expectation.

He thought that this incident would follow him into the soil and be buried forever.

Unexpectedly, I didn’t expect that Ye Yunshen is too smart, and it is impossible to guard against.

Speaking of this matter, memories are played in a loop like a movie, and people are caught in a wave of memories.

In fact, Ye Nanxiao really had a son back then.

Only after Ye Nanxiao’s death, the child died due to illness.

The child was only five years old when he died.

Maybe it’s Tian jealous of talents, or God can’t see Ye Nanxiao is too lonely underground.

In short, the only blood of Ye Nanxiao died like this.

Some people say that Yejia must have been cursed, and that all generations will not live to be thirty years old, and they are afraid that the previous life has done some evil, and this life can only pay the debt with his life.

But they didn’t know that there was another Ye Yunshen who lived well in Yejia.

So there is no curse at all.

Everyone in the Ye Family died for loyalty.

The glory of their death, the greatness of death.

Father Mu still remembers that Ye Nanxiao’s wife almost died in depression, crying bitterly every day holding pictures of her husband and son.

Elder Mu and Elder Xu couldn’t stand it, so they finally made plans to send Ye Xingchen to Yejia to raise them, so as to comfort Ye Nanxiao’s wife’s pain of bereavement.

As for whose child Ye Xingchen is.

Naturally it is a secret.

Life returned to peace, and Father Mu thought that Ye Xingchen would grow up well in Yejia.

Unexpectedly, the good times will not last long.

Ye Nanxiao’s wife died of heart disease within two years.

Since then, Ye Xingchen has been adopted by Xu’s father in the military camp and grew up with Xu Yan.

Thinking of these past events, Mr. Mu sighed deeply.

He raised his misty eyes and looked at Ye Yunshen, with a solemn expression: “Since you know all about it, then I don’t have to hide it from you. That’s right, the child of Xingchen is indeed not a child of Ye family.”

“But he was raised by the Ye family after all. In any case, I will still treat him as my nephew.”

Ye Yunshen suddenly said this, but he was slightly startled.

He thought that Ye Yunshen just made that look like he hated Ye Xingchen.

It turned out not to be.

Elder Mu said sincerely and earnestly: “You can have this heart, and your father and eldest brother will definitely feel relieved under Jiuquan.”

It is also heartbreaking.

Ye Zhishu, Ye Nanxiao, and Ye Xingchen did not even leave a whole body when they died.

Moreover, they either died from the flames of war or from the explosion, and they all died miserably.

Elder Mu sighed, is this really the fate of the Ye Family?

if it is like this.

At the beginning, shouldn’t they send Ye Xingchen to Yejia, maybe that way, he might be able to escape.

Ugh……

There was another heavy sigh.

With tears in his eyes, Mr. Mu slowly said, “Yun Shen, you go to a place with me.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Mu suddenly got up with his walking stick.

Ye Yunshen looked at him and didn’t ask much.

I want to come to Mr. Mu to find him this time, there must be something important.

He followed the old man.

The two came to Tianlan Jinyuan, and Elder Mu took Ye Yunshen to the back garden of the villa.

Here wild flowers bloom wantonly, surrounded by a fresh green.

In winter, the plum blossoms are in full bloom, with a fragrant and fragrant fragrance.

In a piece of green grass, Ye Yunshen saw the tombstones.

The photos and carved words on the tombstone shocked Ye Yunshen’s sight.

In an instant, it seemed as if there were thousands of silver needles piercing his heart.

Ye Zhishu, Ye Nanxiao.

Their smiles were carved on the cold stone tablet, and they looked so bleak.

Turning his eyes again, Ye Yunshen saw the tombstone of the Xu family. There were many people from Xu Zhuocheng to Xu Fu.

Among these tombstones, there are only no stars.

Ye Yunshen looked at Mr. Mu, with respect and a touch of complicated emotions in his heart.

The people of their father’s generation are really affectionate and righteous.

On the other hand, Ye Yunshen knew how cold-blooded and hard-hearted he was.

Many people, once they parte, when they meet again, they are separated by life and death.

Ye Yunshen knelt down in front of the tombstone of Ye’s family.

“Dad, brother, I came to see you.”

“Sorry… I was wrong…”

The eye sockets are somehow moist.

That afternoon, Ye Yunshen knelt in the back garden and muttered to himself for a long time.

Elder Mu looked at his back, feeling excited and uncomfortable in his heart.

It’s probably been a century…

The two are willing to leave the back garden.

When Ye Yunshen left, thanked the old man specially. He knew that the purpose of the old man who let him come is to understand the knot between him and his family.

Out of the gate of the villa, Ye Yunshen got into the car.

Xu Yan happened to come back from the company and saw the familiar figure, her eyes in a daze.

She thought she was wrong.

How could President An appear here?

When the car passed by her, she confirmed that she was not dazzled.

It’s really SMK’s boss, Andy.

Xu Yan wanted to say hello to him, but unfortunately it was too late.

She had to go back to the villa and saw Mr. Mu in the living room.

She walked over and asked, “Grandpa, do you know Mr. An?”