My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Since the Ye family moved to an urban house, ancestral houses in the suburbs have indeed rarely come.

The last time I came to the ancestral house, it was because of his grandfather's birthday banquet.

But Ye Chen did not expect that the ancestor of the Ye family would still live in the ancestral house.

"The ancestors lived in the ancestral house. Not only the Ye family, but the ancestors of several other big families were basically guarded in the ancestral house."

Elder Ye said with a smile: "In these years old ancestors rarely go out of the ancestral home. With him, there is no need to worry about the safety of the ancestral home."

Ye Chen nodded, a stunned color flashed in his eyes.

With the strong Ningyuan sitting in the ancestral house, the Ye family has no worries about the future.

The vehicle entered the villa and, under the leadership of Mr. Ye, came to a remote courtyard of the villa.

"Chen'er, go in, the ancestor is waiting for you inside."

Elder Ye said with a smile.

Ye Chen nodded and walked into the courtyard.

Pushing the door and entering, Ye Chen saw a large tank in the courtyard, and a middle-aged man stood beside the tank.

In a black robe with wide sleeves, long hair draped behind him, his figure looks a little thin, and he just drank with a glass of pleasure.

Far away, Ye Chen could feel a strong aroma of wine.

"Ancestor."

Ye Chen shouted respectfully.

There is only one ancestor of the Ye family, and that is Ye Xiangyang.

It was precisely because of Ye Xiangyang, Ning Yuan's shock, that the Ye family was able to flourish in Yanjing.

"You kid came just right, my drunk immortal brewed just by chance, let's taste the taste of this wine."

Ye Xiangyang said with a smile, the wine spoon in his hand stirred in the tank, and a white wine was out of stock shot out from the tank, like a waterfall falling from the sky, flying straight down three thousand feet, heading towards Ye Chen .

Ye Chen's face changed slightly, and a solemn color flashed in his eyes.

This drink seems to be full of aroma, but it contains a strong sense of knife.

It seems that this group of drinks is not wine, but a knife.

Obviously this group of drinks was Ye Xiangyang's trial.

Ye Chen didn't dare to underestimate Ye Xiangyang's temptation. After all, a quick attack from a strong Ning Yuan could not be taken by a low-grade master like him.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, the steps under his feet changed, a touch of vitality appeared in his hands, and he went out like this.

Twisting and pulling both hands, like Tai Chi, Ye Chen's footwork changed, so that all the energy in the wine was dissolved.

Then Ye Chen opened his mouth and inhaled, the wine in front of him turned into a silver dragon, which was inhaled by Ye Chen.

Suddenly, a strong aroma of wine rose from his abdomen and spread to his throat, Ye Chen felt that his whole body became hot.

"It's a strong wine, it tastes good."

There was a glint in Ye Chen's eyes, and he said boldly.

"Since it's a good wine, let's have another glass."

A hint of appreciation flashed in Ye Xiangyang's eyes, and with a flick of his finger, a wine glass on the stone table next to it suddenly shot towards Ye Chen.

The whole body of the wine glass is as white as white jade, and as the wine glass runs at a high speed, there is not even a little spill of the wine in the glass.

In Ye Chen's sight, this small wine glass was like a big tripod, filled with all Ye Chen's mind.

In his eyes, it seemed that there was only one wine glass left in the whole world.

"Is this the strength of the Ning Yuan powerhouse?"

A look of horror flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he stepped forward with his right foot, and an unruly breath suddenly dispersed, reaching out and grabbing the shot glass.

A majestic vigor permeated from the wine glass, and the powerful force even caused Ye Chen's arm to tremble slightly.

A bright color flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and the blood in his arms was so strong that he crushed the energy in the wine glass forcibly, then raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

"Good wine, refreshing."

Ye Chen drank the wine in the glass and laughed.

After drinking this drunk fairy brew for the second time, Ye Chen felt like a fire was burning in his body, and there was even a rush of heat evaporating outward along Ye Chen's pores.

Looking from a distance, Ye Chen's body surface was spitting out layers of mist.

"Ancestor, return the wine glass to you."

A gleam of light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and a burst of vitality poured into the cup, just like that, lasing towards Ye Xiangyang.

As soon as the wine glass flew in mid-air, it flickered and disappeared in front of the two of them. The next moment it appeared directly in front of Ye Xiangyang.

"You kid, still want to test your ancestor me?"

Ye Xiangyang grinned, stretched out his hand and slowly grabbed the wine glass in front of him.

Ye Chen's pupils suddenly shrank, and in his line of sight, the wine glass seemed to freeze in the air suddenly, unable to move.

In his sight, only Ye Xiangyang's slowly moving right hand, like an ordinary person's cup, directly took the wine glass in front of him and placed it on the stone table.

"Yes, you can take my two glasses of drunk wine without getting drunk, you are much better than your father."

Ye Xiangyang said with approval.

"My father has also drunk this drunk fairy brew?"

Ye Chen asked in surprise.

"Of course, when your father came for the first time that year, he was drunk and unconscious after drinking two glasses of drunk celestial brew. You are a good kid and have a great appetite for me."

Ye Xiangyang smiled and said, "The old man loves wine the most in his life. I dare not say anything else. The drunk fairy brewed by the old man is unique in the world. Even the old man's craftsmanship is not as good as the old man."

"Old ancestor, do you love wine? I happen to have a good wine here. I'm afraid you haven't tasted it, ancestor."

Ye Chen rolled his eyes and said with a smile.

"This world is so big, and there are wines that the old man hasn't tasted? Boy, you are not talking about me."

Ye Xiangyang frowned, his expression a little unhappy.

"Ancestor, how dare I frame you."

Ye Chen smiled, and a quaint gourd appeared in his hand.

This gourd is naturally the sword gourd that Ye Chen got in the hands of the monkey.

Ye Xiangyang narrowed his eyes, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

With his realm, he didn't even find out where Ye Chen hid the gourd, and how he recruited it.

But he also knew that Ye Chen must have his own source of blessing if he can achieve today's realm.

As the ancestor of the Ye family, he naturally doesn't think about the treasure in the hands of the younger generation.

Ye Chen opened the gourd that raised the sword gourd, and suddenly a unique smell of wine floated out of the wine gourd.

In an instant, the aroma of monkey wine was everywhere in this courtyard, and even the aroma of drunken immortal brewed by Ye Xiangyang was suppressed.

Ye Xiangyang sniffed slightly, and suddenly felt a strong aroma of wine filling his nose. Looking at Ye Chen's eyes, there was a sudden flash of hot color.

Before Ye Chen had time to speak, he felt a black shadow in front of him, and then the sword gourd in his hand disappeared in an instant, and then appeared in Ye Xiangyang's hand.

Ye Chen was shocked, and a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.