That idiot must have no idea what it represents, so he gave the necklace to others casually! But now, he was very happy because she did not give the necklace to others, but to him.

"The owner of the chain is Xiao Ye! Mr. Wen, you don't have to be so polite. Just call me Uncle Ye. Thank you for your answer." Ye Wuji looked at Wen Tianmu's back as he left, smiled slightly, and said.

"I warn you, no matter who you are, don't try to make her decisions." Wen Tianmu's voice was cold, his dark eyes were cold, and his steps were paused slightly, and he said again.

No matter who he is or what his relationship has to do with her, he will not allow her to be hurt at all.

"I don't know. The dying person is just trying to see the person he wants to meet before he dies. Since I have seen him, I have no regrets. Mr. Wen doesn't mind if I ask Xiao Ye to chat with me!" Ye Wuji nodded with satisfaction. It can be seen that he cared about Xiao Ye very much.

"Hmph!" Wen Tianmu snorted coldly, never stopped for another second, and left with great strides.

Her dark eyes became more and more slim. Even if he minded, she was never something he could control.

After Ke Huanye and Wen Tianmu left, Nangong Jing came forward and looked at Ye Wuji worriedly.

"Xiaojing, it's her. If you guess correctly, . The fate angel necklace was worn by Xiaorong by myself. Now, for Wen Tianmu, Xiaoye is his girlfriend, so she can only give it to him." Ye Wuji has never been so excited for more than thirty years. He has been looking for his daughter for eighteen years and finally found it.

"You said it was Xiaoye? Wuji, are you sure? That girl is a good child. If she knew about the past, would she forgive us?" Nangong Jing murmured, the momentary surprise on her face was already shrouded in sorrow.

"Xiao Jing, I was sorry for their mother and daughter about what happened back then. I will use my remaining time to compensate her." Ye Wuji's face darkened and he sighed.

Time flies so fast, eighteen years, and it’s just a blink of an eye.

The Ye family is at the foot of the snow-capped mountains in the suburbs. This house was passed down from the Shangguan family. It is late spring, with flowers blooming and lush.

The sunset dyed the sky beautiful orange. On the neatly trimmed flowerbed path, Ke Huanye lay on the grass and leisurely flirted with books.

After two months together, Ke Huanye has already regarded this place as his second home. He runs here if he has something to do or not. Aunt Shangguan and Uncle Ye have no children. They treat her like their biological daughter, which makes her illusion that she has really become their daughter, but it is not bad for her. She turns around and asks them if they want a fucking daughter. A kind and beautiful young girl like her is just right.

"Xiao Ye, it's time to eat. Today, it's your Uncle Ye's cooking. You can try your Uncle Ye's skills. It's more than that of aunt." Nangong Jing looked at the girl lying on the grass and said with a smile. Wuji went to Shidingxuan to learn cooking. I heard that the little girl liked the things there very much.

"Come on, aunt." Ke Huanye lazily got up, picked up the book on the ground, and ran towards Nangong Jing.

Auntie, do you want to fuck your daughter? Do you think it's appropriate for me? Ke Huanye thought for a long time, but in the end she didn't ask. She actually doesn't want any face, but the aunt and uncle are so kind to her, she can't be more arrogant.
Chapter completed!