That person didn’t want him to know his existence through Tang Sihai, so he made Tang Sihai disappear suddenly, leaving him with nowhere to check or ask questions.
What puzzled Ye Chen was who this third person was.
Fortunately, there are various signs that this third person is definitely not an enemy, which makes Ye Chen feel a little relieved despite his doubts.
…
Early the next morning.
Ye Chen left the guest room with the photo album and came to the main hall. Ye Zhongquan was already waiting here. When he saw Ye Chen coming out, he said, “Chen’er, Miss Lin asked me to tell you that she went out to buy some breakfast and will be back soon.”
Ye Chen asked in surprise: “Did she go by herself?”
Ye Zhongquan nodded and said: “Sihai has been unable to contact me, and there is no servant left at the old house. I originally said I was going, but she left before me.”
Ye Chen nodded slightly, still a little worried in his heart.
After all, Wu Feiyan had always wanted to catch Lin Wan’er, and Lin Wan’er didn’t have a bodyguard around her. Going out alone always made him feel a little uneasy.
Just as she was thinking about it, Lin Wan’er had opened the door and walked in, carrying many bags with breakfast in her hands. When she saw Ye Chen, she smiled and said, “Young Master, wake up, come and have breakfast. I bought a lot of Yanjing.” Specialty breakfast.”
With that said, he quickly said to Ye Zhongquan: “Grandpa Ye, let’s eat some too!”
Ye Zhongquan nodded slightly and said with a smile: “Thank you for your hard work, Miss Lin.”
After saying that, he asked Ye Chen in a low voice: “Chen’er, why does this Miss Lin call you Young Master?”
Ye Chen thought for a while and said with a smile: “The little girl likes ancient culture. Don’t be surprised if she calls herself a slave later.”
Ye Zhongquan shook his head and said with a smile: “I am old and don’t understand what these young people like.”
As he spoke, he lowered his voice and said to Ye Chen: “But this Miss Lin is really very ladylike, but she is a little younger. Otherwise, she is really suitable for you.”
“Yes, she is indeed young…” Ye Chen agreed with a smile, thinking to himself: “If you, the old man, knew that Lin Wan’er was over 300 years old, I would probably faint from fear.”
Afterwards, he and Ye Zhongquan came to the restaurant together.
Lin Wan’er was taking out the breakfast she bought one by one, while Ye Chen handed the photo album in his hand to Ye Zhongquan and asked him: “Grandpa, do you have any impressions of this photo album before?”