Fake daughters are wealthy

But he didn't know what Ye Maoshan heard on the phone.

From Ye Maoshan's few words, it can be deduced that he is calling Ye Shao.

Ye Maoshan calmed down quickly, and said to the person on the other end of the phone: "I know what to do."

Immediately he asked again: "How is Nian Nian? You're not scared by them, are you?"

"Tsk." Ye Wangchuan snorted, and asked back: "You don't know what kind of personality your own granddaughter-in-law has?"

Ye Maoshan thought about it, and loosened his brows: "They are too outrageous, if it weren't for the people from your grandfather, I would have to..."

"Forget it." Ye Maoshan endured it again, his face still gloomy and unattractive, he held the phone receiver and said to Ye Wangchuan: "Don't worry, since I know what's going on, I won't bother with them, you take care of them Nian Nian, comfort her well."

"Ah."

Ye Maoshan hung up the phone, put the handset back on the phone, with a cloudy face, and walked back to the old housekeeper: "Are they waiting outside?"

The old butler observed his eyes and nose: "Yes."

"Hmph." A stern look flashed in Ye Maoshan's eyes, and he suppressed it forcefully: "Then let them wait outside."

The old butler quickly raised his head: "Old Ye, these people are from the island after all, wouldn't it be a good idea to do so?"

Ye Maoshan was expressionless: "If I didn't think they came from the island, they wouldn't even have the qualifications to stand outside and wait."

He was quite angry this time.

Their family wanted to be held on top of their hearts, just waiting for the granddaughter-in-law who came in to be bullied on the territory of Beijing.

If it weren't for the fact that these people are from Ye Wangchuan's grandfather's side, we still have a layer of kinship, so it's not easy to tear our faces.

Ye Maoshan really wanted to teach the other party a lesson.

Although it is not convenient for him to come forward to teach these people a lesson, it is the same for Ye Wangchuan to come forward.

So Ye Maoshan thought very clearly.

What he should do now is to pretend to be confused while pretending to be clear, and let this group of people hang out.

It is impossible to help.

Not only would he not help, he would not meet them.

"Go out and watch. If they can't wait anymore, tell them that I'll wake up soon. When they can't wait, come in and make sense of it. Go out and tell them that I'm unwell and can't see guests!"

Ye Maoshan arranged everything in an orderly manner, and he didn't go up to argue with the other party just because he was angry, and he didn't ask the old housekeeper to ask about the private detective.

He plays a soft knife.

The old butler has been by his side for decades, and if there is anything he doesn't understand, he immediately bowed and said, "I'll do it right away."

"Go."

Ye Maoshan waved his hand and let him go out.

The old housekeeper went out.

He stayed in the room by himself, pushed open the window, looked out at the courtyard, his thoughts were filled with thoughts, he thought of Ye Fanchuan's lack of maternal love for more than 20 years, and thought of the careless things his grandfather and others did, and he suddenly had a headache No end, I don't know where to stand.

He hopes that his grandson can make up for the regrets in life and reconcile with his mother.

But at the same time, he didn't want his grandson to be wronged.

Ye Maoshan saw one thing through this time—these so-called Sailong family members didn't seem to really want to find Wang Chuan back.

Otherwise, the people they sent wouldn't be able to do such a thing.

They asked a private detective to follow Nian Nian, and it was clear that they didn't pay attention to the Ye family and Wang Chuan, nor did they respect them as relatives.

Ye Maoshan took a deep breath, and then sighed with frowning: "Hey."