Ye Shengming shamelessly said, "Ayue, don't get excited. Si Yuan still doesn't know about this. If you don't want to see him now, that's fine. I'll let him stay with me first. Don't worry, I'll take good care of him for you."
Every word Ye Shengming said was supposedly for Wen Ningyu's own good, yet Wen Ningyu felt utterly disgusted.
Every word was clearly a threat, every word made Wen Ningyu resentfully want to kill him, yet he had to endure his feigned kindness.
What was even more terrifying was that for so many years, this hypocrisy had never been exposed!
Wen Ningyu clenched his fist tightly, and the hand holding the phone turned pale with tension. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I'll go. The address."
Upon hearing Wen Ningyu's answer, Ye Shengming's smile widened, and he immediately gave him the address. Then he added, "If you arrive first, order some food and drinks. You should remember my preferences very well, right?"
