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Chapter 201: It's not a pity to die!

Ye Mansion.

Han Daoren, in a neat suit, rang the doorbell.

Then, he was calm and waited for the door to open without a wave of face.

Creak.

Less than half a minute. The door opened.

No one else opened the door for him, it was Ye Shoutian.

The two looked at each other, Han Daoren pursed his lips and said, "Is Lao Ye at home?"

"It's late at night." Ye Shoutian made an order to chase away guests euphemistically.

The horror in my heart is hard to calm down.

Han Daoren was strangely missing for more than 24 hours. Founder Zhengsheng personally called Ye Mansion to maintain a high level of alert.

At this moment, this extremely dangerous element was standing at the gate of Ye Mansion. I want to see my father.

"I know, Ye Lao didn't sleep." Han Daoren did not take the initiative to step into the Ye Mansion. But he did not choose to leave.

After a moment of hesitation, Ye Shoutian stepped aside. He said lightly: "Don't stay too long. The Ye family doesn't welcome you."

Han Daoren stepped into Ye Mansion.

He still remembers that when he first stepped into the Ye Mansion, Ye Lao gave him a very high evaluation.

But time has passed. Things have long been wrong.

Ye Mansion is very big. Very magnificent.

Just like Ye Lao's position in the Pearl City.

Without him, it would be difficult for the Pearl Chamber of Commerce to fight against those three cities.

Without him, perhaps Han Daoren would not have fallen to this day.

"Flowing Pearl Chamber of Commerce." Han Daoren said in a low voice. "The Iron Man Ye Mansion."

After all, he paced forward.

Go straight to the backyard of Ye Mansion.

According to Ye Lao's instructions, Ye Shoutian did not follow. Although he has many concerns. But father's words are imperial edicts in Ye Mansion. Except for Ye Xue, no one dared to go against it.

"The risk is too great."

Cao Wanqiu walked over slowly and frowned, "Father shouldn't see Han Daoren alone."

Ye Shoutian took a deep breath and asked, "Can you change my father's mind?"

Cao Wanqiu shook his head.

"Leaf is not at home tonight." Ye Shoutian gently held his wife's palm. "That's what the father meant."

Cao Wanqiu's heart sank. Respond vigorously to Ye Shoutian. But said nothing.

…

Han Daoren came to the backyard alone.

Raising his hand, knocked on the door with extreme restraint.

"Go in."

It was Ye Lao's voice.

Creak.

Han Daoren opened the door, his eyes fell on the living room, Ye Lao who was sketching.

It was late at night. Ye Lao is still full of energy, and there is no fatigue between his eyebrows.

"The wind is strong."

Old Man Ye said without looking up.

"Yes."

Han Daoren nodded and closed the door with his backhand.

Then he walked calmly to the living room. Standing across from the table.

Ye Lao is writing.

The first word is complete. It's a phoenix character.

Half of the second character is written, looking at the outline, it is a gross character.

"Phoenix hair is rare?" Han Daoren's thin lips opened slightly.

Ye Lao nodded slightly and finished the second character.

"Remember the first meeting?" Ye Lao said flatly. "I said. You have everything in your mind."

"So after you abdicated, I will help your son ascend to the throne of the chairman." Han Daoren used the honorific title.

Even in this situation, he still respects Ye Lao.

"I thought it would be me next." Han Daoren said calmly.

"Lu Yueting proposed marriage back then. I agreed." Ye Lao said slowly, wrinkles on the old face like a knife. "If it was you who proposed the marriage, I would also agree."

"I know myself. Han Jin is not worthy of your granddaughter." Han Daoren said calmly.

"It's just a proposal. What's the worth?" Ye Lao asked rhetorically. "I won't get married."

Han Daoren's eyes sank.

Slowly raised his eyes and looked at Ye Lao.

He never doubted Ye Lao's courage and strategy.

In his entire life, the only strong man he admired was Ye Lao.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier?" Han Daoren frowned.

"Your last name is Han. Not Ye." Ye Lao continued to write the third word. The wrist is steady and strong. "I have no obligation to teach you how to be a man and do things."

Han Daoren took a deep breath.

He heard Ye Lao's subtext.

He also believed that Lu Yueting took the initiative to mention it. It was not Ye Lao's instruction or hint.

After the marriage of Ye Lu and the two families that year, Lu Yueting successfully became the next president of the Chamber of Commerce. Since then, sit firmly on the throne of the No. 2 giant of the Pearl. Throw away Han Daoren far away.

It was also the election of the president.

Han Daoren and Ye Lao are separated. Gradually alienated.

"What you heard in Ye Mansion, what you have seen, including the treatment in my small courtyard. Lu Yueting has experienced it. Over the years, probably seven or eight people have been here." Ye Lao said lightly, seeming to be energized. Put it under the pen.

Lin is difficult to write, and it is even harder to write well.

"Lu Yueting is not the only one, and neither are you." Ye Lao wrote focused and serious. "Road has to go by himself. What do you think?"

Han Daoren exhaled a suffocating breath. He opened his mouth, but finally did not speak.

He was full of resentment.

But at this moment, only less than half is left.

Ye Lao's words seemed to be an understatement, but they were directed at people's hearts.

"But you helped Lu Yueting choose a dead end." Ye Lao Shen Shen wrote the last painting of the third character. Said indifferently. "He could have not died. You pushed him to hell."

Ye Lao picked up the pen and dipped the ink.

Continue to write the last word: "Do you hate him so much? Are there so many grievances? Why can't you admit that he is better than you. You are qualified to have more than you?"

One stroke at a time.

The fourth word, Ye Lao is about to finish.

"I gave you a chance. I gave it twice." Ye Lao finished the last word. Put down the brush.

Then he picked up the cooled teacup and took two sips.

"You want to be the president. I'll make way for you." Ye Lao's eyes were calm, but he was majestic. "But you can't make a deal with the devil. You can't lead a wolf into the room."

"I can't be the president. There is also the vice president." Ye Lao raised his eyes and looked directly at Han Daoren. "You shouldn't be swallowed up by evil spirits! No one has ever apologized to you! Everything you experience is taken by yourself!"

"enough."

Han Daoren spit out two words coldly.

His body trembled slightly.

There is no expression on his face, but the murderous intent is revealed.

He stared at Ye Lao with cold eyes: "On eloquence, you are always invincible. No one can argue against you."

"I'm coming. I don't want to argue with you either."

"I just want to ask you a question."

Han Daoren's conversation turned, and his body was chilling: "If there is a death between me and Chu Yun. Who do you choose?"

After he said, he stared at Ye Lao coldly.

A looming murderous intent, UU reading www. Uukanshu.com is about to move.

"It's not a pity for you to die!" Ye Lao categorically cut the line. "You don't even have the qualifications to compare with him!"

Han Daoren laughed nervously.