Chapter 90: The Missing Grandson!

"Could it be that I really like that stinky bastard?" Xiao Lin stood at the staircase, looking at the slightly ajar door of Ye Huang's room, and asked herself.

"Oh no... How could I like that stinky guy? He has no manners and always bullies people. I don't like him at all."

Just thinking about how she was standing in front of someone's door doing something strange made Xiao Lin's face turn red again.

At that moment, Ye Huang happened to come out of the room with just a towel around his waist, and his bare upper body met Xiao Lin's gaze.

"Ahh... Pervert, stinky hooligan!"

Before Ye Huang could react, he saw Xiao Lin standing there suddenly throw the pillow in her hand at him again, cursing as she ran into her own room.

"Damn! What's going on? I just took a shower, what did I do to you?" Ye Huang caught the pillow and looked at Xiao Lin's retreating figure, speechless.

"What's wrong? What happened? Is that stinky bastard being a pervert again?" Xiao Da Mei had just run into the room, and the doors of the other four rooms opened simultaneously, with four little heads poking out. Chu Qingyun, the troublemaker, spoke up directly.

"Have you never seen a guy with his shirt off? What are you looking at? Go back to sleep! Damn, you scared me half to death."

Ye Huang glared at Chu Qingyun, who was always stirring up trouble, and coldly snorted, then turned and walked into the adjacent bathroom. He put the pillow on a chair in the corridor and shouted back to Xiao Lin.

"Xiao Chili, take your pillow back yourself. If you get a stiff neck tonight, I won't provide any medicine!"

With that, he slammed the bathroom door shut.

In the corridor, the four little heads looked at each other and then all retreated with a bitter smile. It was only the first day, and so much had already happened. They were sure to have a lot of fun in the future.

After taking a cold shower, Ye Huang returned to his room, tidied up his bed, and lay down. He was exhausted after a day of chaos.

Especially with this group of ladies, who were like a bunch of restless ducks, making him feel overwhelmed.

Although he was tired, Ye Huang still looked forward to living together in the future. At least his room was no longer as lonely as it used to be.

Ye Huang himself had already gotten used to loneliness, but that didn't mean he was willing to bear it. Having more people around was always better.

After thinking for a while, drowsiness swept over Ye Huang's body, and he finally fell into a deep sleep...

Beijing...

Xihua Mountain Ye Family Mansion

Although it was past one o'clock in the morning, a room on the second floor was still brightly lit.

An energetic old man was writing calligraphy at a desk, while a graceful woman, who looked to be around thirty, was helping him hold the paper without a word.

After finishing the last powerful stroke, the old man spoke to the woman beside him.

"Qingmei, has your second brother and sister-in-law not returned yet?"

"Not yet, Father." The woman helped the old man place the calligraphy aside to dry, then poured him a cup of tea and replied softly.

"Ah... They have really been through a lot." The old man took the tea from his daughter, sat in a chair, and continued. "They have really been through a lot these years. They have been searching for over twenty years, when will this end?"

"Sister-in-law has always believed that my nephew is still alive. As a mother, she naturally won't give up on her child. Besides, Father, you have always believed this, haven't you?"

"Yes... When the little guy was born, the old abbot of Xiangguo Temple said he had the destiny of a black dragon, extremely prosperous. I even gave the abbot more incense money for that. But not long after, the little guy suddenly disappeared. It has been twenty-five years now. Even if I still believe, my heart is still a bit uneasy."

The old man took a sip of tea and sighed deeply. He, Ye Wangchao, had always been kind and never done anything to regret. Yet, in his old age, he had to deal with the disappearance of his grandson.

"Father, don't worry. My nephew is a lucky person. One day, we will be reunited. You always say that boys should be raised in hardship. I believe that after all these years of hardship, when we meet again, he will surprise you."

Ye Qingmei saw her father's furrowed brows and deep concern, and while massaging his shoulders, she comforted him.

"I hope so! Tomorrow, go to Xiangguo Temple and get a divination to see how far my grandson is from me. We can't just wait like this; send more people to search."

"Yes, Father, I will send more people."

"Good! By the way, has your eldest brother and second uncle not been causing trouble for you recently?" Hearing his daughter's words, Ye Wangchao nodded.

"They came a few times, wanting to split their shares from the Ye family. But I didn't agree!"

Just a few days ago, his eldest brother and second uncle had come to the headquarters, demanding to split the shares of the companies under their control. He had firmly refused, and although he didn't want to tell his father, he did so when asked.

"Split out? Hmph! They dare to make such a request! Tell them, either stay in the Ye family and get a share each year, or get out! The Ye family was built by me, Ye Wangchao, and no one can take a single penny from it!"

Hearing Ye Qingmei's words, Ye Wangchao immediately became angry, slamming his hand on the table and roaring with anger.

The Ye family enterprise was a commercial empire he had built over forty years. It hadn't fallen to his enemies, but now the scoundrels in his own family were trying to meddle. How could he not be angry?

"Don't worry, Father, they won't cause much trouble. I will handle it well." Ye Qingmei remained calm, showing no signs of anxiety despite the pressure from her eldest brother and second uncle.

"I trust you. Remember, the Ye family is for my missing grandson, and no one else can touch it. Your eldest brother has a bastard child, but I, Ye Wangchao, only recognize one grandson!"

The old man clenched his fists tightly, his anger evident. After living for seventy years, he never thought he would have to face his eldest son.

"Qingmei understands. But I've heard that recently, my eldest brother and second uncle are also searching for my second brother's missing child."

When she heard her father's angry voice, Ye Qingmei's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she replied.

"They just want to take advantage of the family property when I, this old man, can't see my grandson. Tell them to watch out. If they dare to harm my grandson, I will take drastic action!"

Ye Wangchao coldly snorted, his eyes filled with coldness. His grandson, who had been missing for over twenty years, hadn't died at the hands of others. If he died at the hands of his own uncle and grandfather, it would be a great embarrassment for the Ye family.

"I will be careful."

"Good! You should go rest now; you've been tired these past few days." Waving his hand, the old man indicated for Ye Qingmei to leave.

"I'll go now, Father. You should rest early too." Nodding, Ye Qingmei pushed the door open and left the room, then went downstairs and got into her car to leave.