Seventh Uncle has never figured out, his evasion is actually even more unfair to his family. Apart from shifting his responsibilities onto his brothers and causing worry for his parents, what other benefits are there? "When children want to provide care, their parents are not there. Ye’er, you wouldn’t want Seventh Uncle to regret it for the rest of his life, right?"
Look at that big accusation! Luo Ye truly has a headache, what Ye Xuan said indeed makes sense. Plus, what his master told her totally corresponds with what Ye Xuan said, but... but... what should she do, Nirvana?
The profound gaze above made Mou Ye very uncomfortable, she gently coughed: "Give me a few minutes to think, this matter of yours is too sudden."
"So... could you please not stare at me?" Luo Ye felt uncomfortable and fiddled with the hem of her clothing: "When you stare like that, although I can’t say it’s as scary as a venomous snake, my brain does work a bit slower."
If Mou Ye said this in a crowd, wouldn’t she probably be smacked to death by the ladies? A venomous snake, have you ever seen such a handsome venomous snake?
Ye Xuan wordlessly wiped his forehead and turned to appreciate the scenery.
Luo Ye sighed in relief, damn, that was way too oppressive, even breathing didn’t feel smooth. But, what to do, what to do?
If the master had figured it out, he would have probably returned already. From her guess, the master must have a mole inside the Ye Family; otherwise, he wouldn’t know the Ye family’s movements that clearly, disappearing every time he found a clue. Could it be there was no one tipping him off?
But why would the person helping him agree to keep it a secret? She truly couldn’t understand—could there be someone in the Ye family who didn’t want the master to return?
Confused, confused, the more she thought about it, the more confused she became. She definitely wouldn’t agree to let the master be in danger. But no matter how hard she thought, she couldn’t find an answer, might as well just ask directly.
"Brother Ye, do all the Ye family members wish for Seventh Uncle to return?"
Ye Xuan solemnly nodded: "Yes, everyone is hoping for him to come back. Although the Ye Family is a large clan, it lacks the usual internal strife of major clans; the eleven brothers are very united, Ye’er doesn’t need to worry about conflicts."
"I have a question, you’ve said, every time when the news is obtained, your Seventh Uncle would disappear. You don’t really believe that there is no one in the Ye family tipping him off, do you?"
"Ye’er is indeed thoughtful." Ye Xuan sighed lightly: "We also know who did it, but we can’t do anything about her, as she is Aunt Qi."
"Why doesn’t Aunt Qi want Seventh Uncle to return?" Luo Ye was puzzled; logically, Aunt Qi should be the one most looking forward to Seventh Uncle’s return, right?
"Ye’er, this involves privacy. If Seventh Uncle wants to tell you, he will. If he doesn’t say it, we don’t have the right to tell anyone." Ye Xuan glanced at the time: "Ye’er, take me to see Seventh Uncle, may I persuade him myself, please?"
Luo Ye was conflicted. A family reunion is a meritorious deed, but the master’s situation is a bit special, even if he relents and returns, he might not be happy. She wanted to ask for the master’s opinion, but she also feared, as Ye Xuan said, that the master would disappear again, making it incredibly difficult for her.
Seeing several figures hurriedly walking over in the distance, Luo Ye was a bit surprised; who would come to the playground this late?
"Dad, take it easy, it’s not good if you get bumped or scratched this late at night. Why did you have to come over in person when we could have covered it?"
By the voice, it was Song Fangzheng.
"You guys? This is my child, I’ve watched them grow up bit by bit. What if you guys are clumsy and don’t cover it properly, and it gets crushed? My box of trust would have been wasted in vain, those are all my efforts." Old Master Song’s grumbling tone conveyed deep dissatisfaction.
"Grandpa, be careful, it’s just a little rain, a watering will make them healthier." Song Meng’s voice was teasing, clearly finding the old man’s fuss amusing.
"Go on you little rascal, they are just freshly sprouted seedlings, what if they get drowned? I’d better do the watering myself."
Luo Ye couldn’t help but smile, this Old Master Song was really interesting, always treating the seedlings as carefully as his own children, fearing... her heart stirred, the old man cared so much for the seedlings, what about his own children?
Luo Ye slapped Ye Xuan: "Brother Ye, I’ll take you to see the master!"
"Thank you, Ye’er." Ye Xuan’s voice carried uncharacteristic joy.
Luo Ye scratched her head in pain; if she was to leave, she must pass by the location of Song Fang’s family, ah... she can’t clear her involvement now.