Overlord's best villain

"What if I tell my son Yiming? I can't let him have a murderer's father, and if I go to jail, Yiming will be left alone. He is only eleven years old, and he will be alone in the future.

How to live..."

Wang Youwei looked through the window at Yiming playing outside, feeling heartbroken. The person he felt most sorry for was his miserable child.

Ye Yuran knew that Wang Youwei's biggest concern was Yiming, so she assured her, "We will protect Yiming for you. And you are only going to testify, and you will not go to jail."

"Forget it, I won't believe anyone. Just go away! That's all I have to say, you can figure out the rest by yourselves." Wang Youwei waved his hand, not wanting to continue talking.

Ye Yuran really had no choice but to open the door and walk out.

She took the bag from Mu Zichen, took off the hanging ornaments on it and put it into Yiming's hand and said with a smile, "Yiming, this is for you. Thank you for bringing me here." She also felt pity for this child.

That's why she didn't force Wang Youwei too much. He just fulfilled the responsibilities of a father.

"Sister, will you come again? I have never seen anyone other than my father for so long. I want to play with you." There was a hint of desolation in his dark eyes.

Wang Youwei, who had just walked out of the door, felt as if needles pricking his heart when he heard his son's words. But he still didn't say anything...

"Yes, I will come back to play with you when I have time." Ye Yuran said firmly, patting his little head.

"Okay." Yiming smiled brightly, a pure smile without any impurities.

"Uncle Wang, I'm leaving." Ye Yuran didn't ask him to come forward to testify. If he figured it out, he would go. If he didn't want to, it would be useless to force him.

"Yes." Wang Youwei glanced at Ye Yuran apologetically, then took Yiming's hand and walked into the room.

Ye Yuran walked down the mountain with his bag on his back, completely ignoring the presence of another person.

"Yu Ran, do you want to go back?" Mu Zichen asked quietly, following behind her.

"Yes." Ye Yuran said lightly.

"Yu Ran..." Mu Zichen walked a few steps quickly and stopped in front of Ye Yuran, "Why do you hate me so much?"

Ye Yuran stopped and looked up at him, "Mu Zichen, you can lose your memory. You can forget everything in the past. But just because you forget the past, it doesn't mean you can forget the mistakes you made."

"Wrong? I used to..."

"That's enough, I don't want to hear it." Ye Yuran interrupted him impatiently.

"Yu Ran?" An exclamation voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

Ye Yuran and Mu Zichen both turned their heads to see the owner of the voice...

"Haoxuan?" Ye Yuran said with a hint of joy in his surprised tone, "Why are you here?"

Ouyang Haoxuan stepped forward and smiled gently, "Of course I came to you because I was worried about you. Are you okay?"

"It's okay. How did you find me?" Ye Yuran didn't expect Ouyang Haoxuan to follow him.

"I saw the mark you left. Idiot, I searched for so long yesterday and couldn't find it. I learned to be smarter today." Ouyang Haoxuan's calm tone revealed endless pampering.

When Ye Yuran was talking to Ouyang Haoxuan, he ignored Mu Zichen again. Mu Zichen felt very unhappy, no, very unhappy. Why could Ye Yuran smile so brightly to Ouyang Haoxuan, but to him?

A cold expression.