Yun Hao handed the club to the attendant on the side and slowly turned around.

He is in his forties, well-maintained, with almost no wrinkles on his face. He is handsome and elegant, and has a graceful demeanor.

Every time Ye Beixiao sees his uncle, he can't help but think of his mother.

Because my mother and uncle look so much alike, if my uncle puts on women's clothes, he might be what my mother looked like back then.

Ye Beixiao had already taken off his mask and sunglasses, so Yun Hao saw the wounds on his face at the first glance.

Yun Hao is a beauty lover, he cherishes his own appearance very much, and he even likes his nephew's beautiful appearance.

But how did the beauty in his eyes turn into such a ghostly appearance?

He took off the white gloves on his hands and stroked Ye Beixiao's face with his hands, his face a bit gloomy: "Axiao, what's going on? Who hurt your face like this?"

Ye Beixiao was already numb from the pain, and he had already forgotten that he had injuries on his face.

He said: "It's not important! Uncle, take me to Pei's house now!"

If he goes to Pei's house alone, he may not be able to get in.

Yun Hao said: "Don't worry, just take care of the wound first.

It would be a shame if it left scars!”

"Uncle..." Ye Beixiao frowned and interrupted him: "I can't wait for a moment now, I must see Pei Jue immediately.

It must be her people who took Nan Xi and Xiaolang away!"

Yun Hao already knew that Jiang Nanxi and Jiang Xiaolang were taken away, and he was a little angry.

He raised his wrist, looked at his watch, and said: "Ah Xiao, it's already past eleven o'clock now. When we arrive at Pei's house, we may be in time for lunch.

You know, it's very rude to come to your door during meal time!"

"Uncle, I can't care so much anymore, I have to go now!"

Yun Hao's face darkened: "Ye Beixiao, you were once a person who could not change your face despite the collapse of Mount Tai. Why are you so unsteady now?"

Ye Beixiao looked at Yun Hao in pain: "I don't know how Nan Xi and Xiaolang are doing. Nan Xi is still pregnant with the child, and she had fetal contractions two days ago. I'm so scared, uncle...

..."

This is why Ye Beixiao revealed his true feelings in front of the only elder he respected.

Yun Hao couldn't help but sigh, patted his shoulder and said, "In addition to inheriting my sister's beauty, you also inherited her infatuation.

She is like a moth to a flame for love, how can you be any better?"

Ye Beixiao shook his head: "It's different, Nan Xi loves me, we love each other very much!"

Yun Hao rolled his eyes at him, hugged his shoulders and walked forward, "You are still young after all! Love can indeed make people happy physically and mentally, but sometimes, it is worthless!"

He took Ye Beixiao to the gray building and asked the servants to bring them tea.

How could Ye Beixiao be in the mood to drink tea? He looked at Yun Hao: "Uncle, what do you mean? If you are really in trouble, I will go myself!"

Yun Hao picked up the tea, took a sip, frowned and said to Ye Beixiao: "What I mean is that men do big things, and when necessary, they can make appropriate choices!"

Ye Beixiao stood up from the solid wood sofa and glared at Yun Hao: "Uncle, do you want me to obey the Pei family, marry Pei Jue, and sacrifice Jiang Nanxi?"

Yun Hao looked at him: "This is a way to solve the problem!"

Ye Beixiao sneered, "Just pretend I haven't been here before!"

He turned around and walked out, but met an elegant woman.

This woman was taking off her coat and hanging it on the hanger in the entrance. She was wearing a long black skirt that outlined her slender waist.

Her hair was tied up in a bun and her face was lightly made up.

An oval-shaped face with delicate features.

Although she is already the age of a middle-aged lady, she does not look old at all.

She is Yun Hao's wife, Zheng Yunwen.


Chapter completed!