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In a luxurious villa a great distance from Zhonghai, veiled in pitch-black darkness outside, a man and a woman sat on a sofa in the brightly lit living room.
The man, dressed in light-colored pajamas, lounged on the sofa with a faint smile on his lips, appearing like a refined scholar, yet exuding a sharp aura.
If it were someone familiar with Ye Chen, they could easily tell that the man resembled Ye Chen in appearance. He was Ye Chen's father, Ye Tianyun.
Ye Tianyun gently set down his phone, a gleam flickering in his eyes as he lay on the sofa, a look of scorn playing across his lips.
"Who has offended you this time?"
A woman in white pajamas lounged beside him on the sofa, glancing at Ye Tianyun and asking indolently.
Though she was already in her forties, time had hardly left its mark on her. With her stunningly beautiful features, radiant and delicate skin, and slender figure, one could tell that she had been a great beauty in her youth.
