Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 437: You muttered to yourself, "This Leng Binghan really keeps surprising people."

"Girl, where are you going? Don't think that my old man knows all your tricks just because he's old." He closed his eyes, hugged Mr. Ye's arm leisurely, and said, "Grandpa, are you telling the truth?"

There was already a happy smile on his face.

"Silly girl, of course it's true." Mr. Ye lovingly patted the girl's slender hands that were slightly trembling with excitement, and said softly, "You are grandpa's good granddaughter. What do you like to do, and why has grandpa ever objected to it?

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After a pause, Mr. Ye's expression condensed, and he said earnestly in the tone of someone who has experienced it: "However, the relationship between men and women is extraordinary. Everything cannot be taken lightly. You must truly understand who the other person is and whether he or she is suitable.

Only when you are alone can you enjoy your whole heart."

Mr. Ye naturally meant what he meant. This granddaughter is good at everything, but she is too naive and kind-hearted, and she is too realistic and accepts death. Such a character makes it easy to suffer losses and be deceived. And the Ye family is not an ordinary family, and they covet the Ye family.

There were too many powerful people, and he was afraid that his granddaughter would be deceived if she met someone unkind.

"Hehe, grandpa, I'm not getting married, I'll stay with you all the time!" The girl happily held Ye Lao's hand and said dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, my Xin'er is the most well-behaved, so she will stay with grandpa!" Mr. Ye shook his head in a funny voice and responded harmoniously, but he was thinking in his heart that Xin'er has grown up gradually, and it is time to find a good one for her.

It’s a boy. I don’t know what to do with Leng Binghan? But if she really likes him, what should Yashu do?

For a while, I couldn't help but have a headache.

After a while, Mr. Ye shouted: "Aniu."

"Mr. Ye, what are your orders?" A man in black next to Mr. Ye responded respectfully with an expressionless face.

This man was wearing a black suit. He was of medium height, in his mid-twenties, and had a rather strong build. There was a faint glint in his eyes, and when he opened and closed them slightly, it seemed that there was a blade in them. He just pointed at Mr. Ye and the girl.

Conversation, turning a blind eye, listening but not hearing, looking calm and peaceful.

"Invite Leng Binghan and tell him that I want to see him..." Mr. Ye ordered slowly.

After Leng Binghan explained some things to Wei Zhonghua and Han Yiheng, he politely declined their invitation to celebrate and turned around to leave. At this time, he was quite worried about Wang Yingying and Fang Xueer. They didn't know how worried they were at the moment.

And concern.

"Master Han, please stay!"

There was a burst of noisy footsteps behind him. Leng Binghanfang turned around and frowned, only to see a man slowly walking over. His body was as steady as a rock. As soon as he saw it, he knew that he was not an ordinary person.

"Who is this person? It seems that I have never seen him before."

While thinking about it, the man had already approached. Leng Binghan took a closer look and saw that the security captain in heaven and earth was following behind him, with a look of respect on his face.

At this time, Wei Zhonghua and Han Yiheng also hurried over and greeted the man: "Brother Niu, hello, do you have any instructions from Mr. Ye?"

The man named Brother Niu smiled at Wei Zhonghua, then turned around and came to Leng Binghan, bowed slightly, put on a very humble expression, and said with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Han, my old man wants to invite you.

Get together."

"Old man?" Leng Binghan was confused and asked harmoniously, "May I ask this big brother, who is this old man?"

Brother Niu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but did not reply. Instead, he glanced at Wei Zhonghua and Han Yiheng.

Wei Zhonghua and Han Yiheng on the side couldn't help but glance at each other after hearing this, and both saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Wei Zhonghua repeated in disbelief: "Mr. Ye invited Xiaohan to come over?"

"Yes, Mr. Han." Brother Niu looked back at Han Yiheng and replied harmoniously: "Mr. Ye asked Mr. Han to meet at Fengya Villa at eight o'clock in the evening if it is convenient."

"Mr. Ye? Could it be the Ye family in the capital? What do you have to do with me?" Leng Binghan's thoughts were spinning rapidly, but his face was calm.

He was silent, but Brother Niu in front of him had no intention of retreating. His eyes fell on the cold face, obviously waiting for Fang Zizai's reply, and his bright eyes naturally showed a bit of compulsion.

When Wei Zhonghua saw that Leng Binghan didn't respond, he felt extremely anxious, fearing that he would push him away due to his strong temper. He walked quickly to Leng Binghan's side and whispered: "Xiaohan, hurry up and respond!" between his eyebrows.

There was a deep sense of joy, but the tone was very solemn, like an elder brother giving instructions to a disobedient younger brother.

Listening to Wei Zhonghua's tone, he seemed to know something. Leng Binghan had a smile on his lips, and his expression was pleasant and unmoved. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said: "Okay, I will go to the appointment on time."

With Leng Binghan's promise, Brother Niu's solemn expression suddenly relaxed, and he nodded respectfully and said: "At half past seven, I will send someone to pick up Young Master Han." He seemed to cherish his words like gold and spoke quickly.

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left without listening to Leng Binghan's reply.

Leng Binghan didn't even look at Brother Niu's retreating back. Instead, he turned to look at Wei Zhonghua and asked seemingly casually: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Wei Zhonghua and Han Yiheng looked at each other, with a strange expression on their faces.

After coming out of the club, Ding Chenming was speechless all the way. When he arrived at the villa in Muma Mountain, he regained some of his energy. He suddenly became manic, kicked a pot of flowers in front of him to pieces, and cursed wildly: "

Lu Shihao, this good-for-nothing, can’t hold up a fucking wall. It’s in vain that we spent so much time and strength, but we didn’t expect that this good-for-nothing would still lose, damn it!”

Ding Chenming was so angry that he sighed heavily and stopped talking.

Ding Chenzhi sneered: "It's not that Lu Shihao is too bad, but that Leng Binghan is too good."

Ding Chenming recalled Leng Binghan's unpredictable skills, and couldn't help but sigh in fear, and his face could not help but reveal a bit of panic. Then he asked in a deep voice with some confusion: "Brother, you

How can we really hand over the shipping company to them today?”

"What if you don't hand it over? It's not all your fault." Ding Chenzhi rolled his eyes at him angrily and said, "In front of so many people, our Ding family cannot afford to lose face."

"What are you afraid of? I forgive those lawyers and notaries who dare not talk nonsense." Ding Chenming said with some disapproval.

Ding Chenzhi smiled coldly and said, "You must not know yet, but Mr. Ye sat in the private room and watched the entire competition..."

"Mr. Ye?" Ding Chenming couldn't help being startled when he heard this, and asked Qiqi Ai: "Which Mr. Ye?"

"Aside from Mr. Ye of the Ye family, who else can make me have to swallow this breath?" Ding Chenzhi sneered.

"Ah, he is really here?" Ding Chenming's expression changed drastically, and he murmured in disbelief: "How is this possible? How could he come to care about this matter?"

"Not only is his old man here, I heard that Ye Zhixin is also here." Ding Chenzhi said lightly.

Ding Chenming's face turned pale, and he looked at Ding Chenzhi in panic. He muttered at the corner of his mouth, but could not speak. He smoked a cigarette with a depressed expression, and his heart kept trembling with the flickering butt of the cigarette.

Passing through the slender smoke, those eyes that were originally arrogant were full of vicious resentment.