What if she is in the mood and stabs Ye Tingyun again?
Ye Tingyun laughed lightly. "Bro, I never thought that you cared for me this much."
"I don't care for you," Ye Ling said coldly. "If you die, I have to bear too much responsibility. I do not want to live my whole life doing hard labor."
"Yes, rest assured, Big Brother. I will definitely live well." He paused. "So, can I bring Ye Chu back to New York?"
"You want to, but is she willing to?"
"It's not up to her!" Ye Tingyun said calmly. "As long as I find Emma, I will definitely let her go."
Ye Tingyun changed the topic cleverly. "Brother, Yang Ping is dead. You can definitely handle the matters of Black Rose properly, but you don't seem to be in good shape. Is it because you have not fully recovered from the epidemic?"
Ye Ling said, "My immune system is all screwed up."
"Bro!"
This was not a joke.
"Stop kidding."
