Quick Wear: The Cold Beauty's Sickly Husband is Super Clingy

There is no time limit in practicing Taoism, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

This is also the time when Ye Xi needs to appear in the plot. The first appearance of the protagonist's uncle is to provide a shelter for his nephew who has gotten into trouble outside, and also to pave the way for the protagonist to take over the Ye family in the future.

Ye Xi just allowed his eldest nephew to live with him yesterday, and he met him this morning.

The young man who just turned twenty was still positive and optimistic even when he was being hunted. As soon as he saw his cool uncle, he wanted to rush over and hug him.

"Uncle, I miss you so much!"

Ye Xi rejected the other party's hug manually, "You smell of blood, stay away from me."

Ye Lang, who took his mother's surname, pursed his lips and withdrew his arms unwillingly.

"It's all because of those gangsters! They've been chasing Jiang Shuo and me for more than half a month, and they're still as annoying as flies."

After he finished speaking, he pulled his good friend behind him and excitedly introduced him to Ye Xi: "Uncle, this is my good friend Jiang Shuo."

"He was hunted down this time because of me, so I brought him here as well."

Ye Xi put down the Taoist scripture in his hand and looked up at the man behind Ye Lang.

He nodded at the other person and looked away, looking relaxed.

However, Jiang Shuo did not avert his gaze and stared straight at his friend's uncle.

The look in his eyes was strangely terrifying.

Paranoid and obsessed, extremely terrifying.

He licked his back teeth impatiently, his eyes fixed on Ye Xi's cold and beautiful face, and a different feeling suddenly arose.

Want to hug, want to possess...

Ye Lang moved closer to Ye Xi, but he didn't dare to get too close to his uncle and be disliked again, "Uncle, are you sure the people from the Kowloon Society can't come up?"

Ye Xi nodded slightly and said nothing more.

He walked to the desk, picked up the amulet he had just made yesterday and handed it to Ye Lang.

"Wearing it will keep you safe."

Ye Lang took the amulet with a confused look on his face. "Is this thing useful?"

He is a pure materialist and doesn't like to engage in these feudal and superstitious things.

But it’s hard to refuse what my uncle gives me.

Ye Xi glanced at him and said, "If you don't believe it, put it down. I didn't force you to accept it."

Ye Lang coughed lightly, "Believe it! Why not! Thank you, little uncle~"

Ye Xi looked at the other person quietly. He could see that the other person didn't really believe him.

But it doesn’t matter, with this amulet you can save the other person the next time he is in danger.

He looked at it for a while and then lowered his eyes, but he didn't expect the silent Jiang Shuo to come over and ask for it, "Mr. Ye, do you have my amulet?"

Ye Xi looked at Jiang Shuo with a little doubt. Doesn’t this person think that he is feudal and superstitious?

Jiang Shuo observed the other person closely and was once again shocked by the feeling that rushed straight to his soul.

He opened his lips and said, "I am in danger now, and I also want to ask for a peace talisman to keep me safe."

Ye Xi nodded in understanding. He took off the green purse from his waist and gave it to the other party. "This is the amulet I always wear. It is more effective."

Jiang Shuo took the purse from Ye Xi and touched the other's fingers quietly. The cool and smooth touch made him squint.

He held his purse and looked at the other person, but found that Ye Xi didn't notice his little action at all.

Why is the reaction so slow...

As far as he knows, his uncle Ye Lang is already in his early thirties this year. Is it possible that he has never had a relationship at this age?

He looked at the uncle and nephew. When they stood together, you couldn't tell that there was a twelve-year age difference between them. Instead, they looked like brothers of the same age.

Just as he was daydreaming, he didn't know that Ye Xi's heart was also beating wildly. Could it be that Chong Ming was still having bad luck in this life?

After he married Chongming, his luck merged with his. The good fortune that belonged to the koi should have been passed on to him, so why was he being hunted down again?

Is the opponent's non-African character so stubborn? But it doesn't mean he will be unlucky forever!

It seems that in this life he not only has to protect the male protagonist, but also Jiang Shuo.

After sorting out his thoughts, Ye Xi looked at Ye Lang and Jiang Shuo, his cold eyes flashing, "There are empty rooms on the second floor, you can choose one to live in."

"As long as you don't leave this mountain, no one outside can hurt you."

After he said that, he left, allowing Ye Lang and Jiang Shuo to move freely in the villa.

Ye Lang put away the amulet and twisted his neck. He turned back to look at Jiang Shuo, only to find that the other party was staring at his uncle's back.

"What are you looking at? Let's go and pick a room."

Jiang Shuo clutched the purse in his hand and asked calmly, "Ye Lang, has your uncle been living alone in the mountains for so many years?"

When Ye Lang heard this, he paused slightly.

"What do you mean by that?"

Jiang Shuo's eyes were calm, "I'm just curious, he looks a little weird."

Ye Lang continued to walk forward, "It's normal. My uncle entered a Taoist temple after graduating from university. He would rather become a Taoist priest than go home to inherit the family business. This matter caused a lot of uproar back then."

"If you look through the news reports from twelve years ago, you should still be able to find it." He sighed as he spoke, "It shouldn't have been my mother's turn to take over the Ye family. It was my uncle who refused to take over!"

He warned cautiously: "I'm telling you, don't touch my uncle's things, especially his Taoist scriptures and talismans."

Jiang Shuo raised his eyebrows, "Why is that?"

Ye Lang looked up and down, then quickly pulled Jiang Shuo to the second floor and found an empty room to go in.

"Close the door."

Jiang Shuo closed the door and asked curiously, "What are you doing so mysteriously?"

Ye Lang raised his head and sighed, "This is a long story."

Jiang Shuo pulled a chair and sat down. "It's okay. I have plenty of time now. You can talk slowly."

Ye Lang also dragged a chair and sat down, looking at Jiang Shuo with a speechless look, "Seven years ago, when my grandfather was seriously ill and dying, he made a wish to my uncle, which was to let him return home."

Jiang Shuo guessed: "Mr. Ye agreed?"

Ye Lang nodded, "Of course, no matter how cold my uncle is, he will not refuse to agree to grandpa's dying wish."

"The problem is after my uncle comes home." He sighed again, "My grandmother can't stand my uncle fiddling with Taoist things after he comes home, or even walking around in Taoist robes..."

"She asked the servants to find all the things my uncle brought back and burn them. My uncle witnessed it all and then he committed suicide that night. Our whole family was terrified."

Jiang Shuo's pupils shrank when he heard that.

"He committed suicide? What happened next?"

That person who was as exquisite and beautiful as a god could actually be so depressed. He thought that the other person should be a strong and determined man.

It turns out that one can be so fragile as to commit suicide!

Ye Lang put his hands in his pockets and said, "My mother found it in time and my uncle was rescued."

"Later, my grandmother didn't dare to intervene anymore. She even built this villa on a mountain in the suburbs and let my uncle live there to study his Taoism."

Jiang Shuo touched his chin and said in a low voice: "He has lived here for seven years. Mr. Ye's patience is really amazing!"

If he were allowed to stay in the mountain for seven years, he might even be able to dig through the mountain. How could he possibly calm down and concentrate on studying Taoism?

Ye Lang stretched out his hand and waved, "No, no, no, my mother sends someone to pick up my uncle every month to go down the mountain to reunite with the family."

"My uncle is the son of my grandparents, who were born when they were in their forties. The one they are most worried about in their lives is my uncle."

If his grandmother hadn't been afraid of losing her son completely, she would have taken him home long ago. How could she only be willing to see her son once a month?

Jiang Shuo nodded thoughtfully.

"Hey..." Seeing that he understood, Ye Lang heaved a sigh of relief, "When you see your uncle, just be respectful and don't touch his things."

"Once we escape this disaster, we will leave."

Jiang Shuo glanced at Ye Lang indifferently, and his eyes full of interest made Ye Lang suddenly alert.

"I'm warning you, don't commit suicide!" Ye Lang pointed at the other party and said, "If you anger my uncle, you won't even know how you died!"

Jiang Shuo retracted his gaze and responded calmly.

How could he anger Mr. Ye? He just wanted to have a relationship with Mr. Ye.