Ye Chengfei snorted: "ah Jun, tell the Lin family that I will go there in person tomorrow. I want to see how powerful Ye Tian is!"

Hearing this, ye Jun frowned: "second uncle, do you want to inform our family? I always think that ye Tian is not very simple. It's better to be careful!"

He always couldn't see through Ye Tian, which was the only thing ye Jun worried about.

"Ye Jun, you are the most promising back of our family in the future. It's a pity that you are more strategic but less domineering. That's why your father can only nest in the separation!"

Ye Chengfei looked at Ye Jun in a completely didactic tone.

"Don't worry, he Ye Tian is just an abandoned son of my Ye family. What's to be afraid of?"

Hearing this, ye Jun stopped talking several times, but he swallowed his words.

Maybe I really think too much.

"OK, just do as I say! Tomorrow is Ye Tian's Memorial Day!"

Ye Chengfei held his fist and his eyes were full of killing intention.

Ye Jun stood by and never said a word.

But he frowned gently. He always felt that something bad would happen tomorrow.

......

East of the center of the capital city, near the size of two football fields, a simple and sophisticated quadrangle rises from the ground and stands in the middle of major commercial centers.

There is a feeling of standing out from the crowd.

The night was very late, but the courtyard was brightly lit.

Inside and outside the yard, white cloth was pulled everywhere and white lanterns were hung everywhere.

The smell of incense and candles pervaded all around, and the whole quadrangle was filled with a feeling of lethargy.

In the hall of the courtyard stood a dark coffin.

Beside the coffin, all kinds of funeral articles made of paper filled half the yard.

In front of the coffin is a black-and-white photo of Lin Yuanhe.

In the candlelight, there are still some seeping people.

"Uncle, do you think ye Tian will come tomorrow?"

Next to the coffin, ringer hung a white cloth on his hand and asked with a frown.

"Second brother, what are you talking about? If he doesn't come, how can I revenge?"

Before Lin Yuankun spoke, Lin Qing, who was dressed in hemp and filial piety, couldn't help but make a voice of anger.

Yes, he is the son of Lin Yuanhe.

If the Lin family hadn't stopped him, he would have taken people and ye Tian desperately.

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