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Chapter 1375

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This was the young man's voice. Just by listening to him speak, one could feel his elegance!

Ye Zhifan only felt a chill run down his spine. Every step he took felt like he was stepping on the tip of a knife. It was so sharp that it was difficult for him to walk.

He could hear the confidence in the young man's voice. He was definitely not trying to scare him. He really could do what he said.

Who would have thought … who would have thought … who would have thought that Ye Chien would become someone he couldn't touch. No matter how high he got promoted, he still couldn't touch him.

Ironic, too ironic!

Once upon a time, a little girl who was so weak that he could decide her life or death with just a lift of his finger had become someone he couldn't touch in just five years.

Too ironic!

Ye Zhifan walked very slowly as he thought to himself. He smiled coldly.

He wanted the jade pendant. He also wanted to get rid of this person!

Let's see if he could touch her!

Standing at the entrance of the guest house, Ye Zhifan looked back at the guest house that only served soldiers and occasionally government officials. His elegant face revealed a trace of coldness that seeped into his blood. Ye Chien, it would have been better if you didn't mention the jade pendant. Now that you did, it means that you've been thinking about it!

Ye Zhifan narrowed his eyes. He waited until the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of a sinister smile before he walked down the stairs and left.

The jade pendant was his treasure for promotion. If he wanted to take back his treasure, Ye Chien, he had to be alive to do so!

In the hotel, Ye Ying finally couldn't take it anymore. She picked up the landline phone that she had put down several times. Her fingers trembled unconsciously as she dialed a number. Hearing a familiar voice, Ye Ying asked in a trembling voice, "Dad, when are you coming back?"

"Why are you still awake? It's so late." Ye Zhifan got out of the car and took the change from the taxi driver. He said "thank you" in a low voice before getting out of the car. "I'm at the entrance of the hotel. If you have anything to say, say it tomorrow morning."

Ye Ying had no choice but to swallow her words. She reluctantly said, "Oh, I got it. Dad, rest early."

"Rest early." Ye Zhifan had always been patient with his only daughter. He knew what she wanted to ask, but in order to train her character, he didn't say much.

When she thought about competing with Ye Chien, who had already gone far, far, Ye Ying's temper had to be tempered! If you don't grind, you won't become a talent!

With his phone in hand, Ye Zhifan gracefully nodded and thanked the hotel staff who opened the door for him. His steps were straight and steady as he walked towards the hotel elevator.

He was in his early forties, which was the golden age of a man. He had a successful career and a graceful demeanor. In addition, he had been an official for more than ten years, so he had a calm charm and the dignity of an official. Along the way, several staff members and female guests could not help but look at him a few more times.

Why did Ye Ying remind Sun Dongqing to take care of herself? Why did she insist on signing her up for class and flower arrangement classes? It was because she realized the gap between her parents. She was afraid that one day, she would hear that her father had an affair!

Fortunately, Ye Zhifan was not a womanizer. Sun Dongqing had been with him when he was young. After being tortured by Old Madam Ye, no matter how ambitious he was, he had never thought of changing his wife who was wholeheartedly loyal to him.

Ye Ying had been leaning against the door the whole time. When she heard the door close next door, she bit her lower lip and angrily lay on the bed with tears in her eyes.

How could she fall asleep tonight if he didn't tell her anything?

The more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt. Tears flowed down her face. Ye Ying didn't know how long she cried before she fell asleep in a daze.

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