King of Kings, start with a perfect record and strive for the top spot.

Faced with Ye Lan's threat, Ye Wanying stuck out her tongue and made a face.

She sat down again, feeling a little smug, because judging from Ye Lan's reaction, she had guessed correctly.

In fact, Ye Wanying's guess was not correct, or at least not entirely correct.

It wasn't that Ye Lan wanted to slap Lin Xueyao, but rather that Lin Xueyao wanted to slap Ye Lan.

Every time Lin Xueyao finished showering and lay in bed, she would snuggle into his arms like a cat, wrap her arms around his neck, and shower him with kisses.

And each kiss lasts a long time, and the key is that she's shy, so she always ends up feeling as hot as a volcanic rock.

Alcohol can affect fetal development.

Knowing Lin Xueyao's habits, Ye Lan began to quit drinking.

I used to eat beer and barbecue three times a day, but now I've reached the point where I don't drink a drop of alcohol.

This is also why Lin Xueyao likes Ye Lan.

Although the other person never said "I love you," she could clearly feel their affection.

Love is like a stove.

If you can't feel the temperature, there's no doubt it doesn't exist.

After the little incident, Ye Lan drove the Bentley steadily.

Half an hour later, the group arrived at Qingshan Cemetery.

The sky is a bit overcast; it looks like it'll rain tomorrow.

The group climbed the bluestone steps one by one until they finally arrived at the tombstone No. 372 in Section A.

Lin Xueyao's mother was originally from Jiangcheng, and she was buried there after her death.

Lin Xueyao took out offerings from her bag and placed them one by one in front of the tombstone.

She whispered in a voice that no one could hear, "Mom, I've found the person you said would protect me and love me for the rest of my life. I brought him to see you. Isn't he very handsome?"

"Hehe, anyway, I think he's the most handsome man in the world!"

Ye Lan, dressed in a suit and tie, stood next to Lin Xueyao, her eyes constantly scanning the black and white photo on the tombstone.

Although the colors were not vibrant, the facial features were very distinct, and the image of Lin Xueyao's mother gradually became clearer in my mind.

They are indeed mother and son; they look very alike, and she is undoubtedly a great beauty.

Unfortunately, he was unlucky and sickly, passing away at a young age, leaving Lin Xueyao alone in the world.

You ask me what Lin Dongsheng is?

If someone can abandon their own spouse, wouldn't abandoning their children be standard practice for them?

Through the tombstone, Ye Lan also learned the name of his mother-in-law.

Feng Xuexian!

Both the mother and daughter have the character "snow" in their names, so they must have been ice queens in their youth.

Uncle Lin quietly approached Ye Lan and uttered a sigh in a voice only she could hear.

"Miss was a nationally renowned dancer back then. She met Mr. Lin at a party. Although it was only a brief encounter, he began to pursue her madly for three years."

"Later, Miss was moved by Young Master Lin's persistence, and the two got married not long after they confirmed their relationship. However, Young Master Lin did not keep his promise. His attitude towards Miss changed from being unconditionally tolerant to becoming more and more irritable. In the end, even when Miss was seriously ill and bedridden, he rarely came to visit her."

When talking about these old stories, Uncle Lin's face showed obvious signs of vicissitude.

Ye Lan's eyes widened upon hearing this, because these things were completely different from what he had found online.

According to online descriptions, Lin Dongsheng is portrayed as a perfect man who is successful in business and dotes on his wife.

Sure enough, money can make all the difference.

It's likely that the stuff online was all made by the Lin family themselves.

Some men are like that; they're always restless when they can't have what they want.

When he's pursuing you, he's as passionate as a wildfire, wanting nothing less than to lay his whole heart bare before you.

But once they've won her over, that passion vanishes like the receding tide, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

There are even some people who don't actually want to be in a relationship; they simply enjoy the feeling of pursuing girls.

After Lin Xueyao finished paying her respects, Ms. Zhang Fengxia nudged her son, who was standing still in place.

Ye Lan turned her head around, looking completely bewildered.

"What are you standing there for? You're going to marry Lin Xueyao, and her mother is your mother too. You should at least show some appreciation."

Ye Lan thought about it and realized that her mother made sense.

He then knelt on the sandbag in front of the tomb, preparing to kowtow.

"When paying respects to elders, you usually kowtow four times. Don't kowtow too many times, it's considered unlucky," Mom nagged again.

Ye Lan nodded, indicating that she understood.

He knelt on the sandbag, slightly bent over, his head repeatedly hitting the ground.

dong dong dong dong!

He quickly finished kowtowing four times.

However, Ye Lan did not stand up.

Instead, he braced himself on the ground with his hands and slowly bumped his head twice.

Zhang Fengxia became anxious, "Didn't I tell you to kowtow four times? Why did you kowtow twice again?"

Ye Lan patted the dust off her hands and stood up. "Because Mom couldn't come to the wedding, I kowtowed in advance. One is to pay respects to the parents, and the other is to change my address to her."

Zhang Fengxia scolded playfully, "Silly child, how could your mother possibly miss her own son's wedding?"

Ye Lan didn't speak, her eyes fixed sadly on the slightly green tombstone.

Ye Hao patted Zhang Fengxia on the shoulder from behind, "Those words were what he said to Lin Xueyao's mother."

Zhang Fengxia then realized what was happening.

The look in his eyes towards the brat now held a hint of approval.

"Let's go burn some paper money for our in-laws. We can leave the two of them here."

Ye Hao weighed the plastic bag in his hand, which was full of gold ingots, ghost money, and yellow paper.

The group nodded and headed towards the incinerator in front of the cemetery.

Lin Xueyao also went along.

As everyone left, Ye Lan was left alone in front of the tombstone.

He took out a pack of tissues from his chest, because Lin Xueyao always got her mouth full of tissues when she ate spicy snacks or ice cream, so he developed the habit of carrying tissues with him.

Unpack the package, take out a piece of toilet paper, fold it to the size of a handkerchief, and begin to carefully wipe the moss off the tombstone.

"Mom, Lin Xueyao is a good girl. She loves me very much, and I love her very much too."

"You've experienced the pain of love, so you might think love is unreliable and ridiculous, but I hope you can believe me."

"In my entire life, no woman has ever held such a significant place in my heart. You might not believe it, but even someone as carefree as me has started paying close attention to everything related to her."

Having successfully wiped away the moss from the tombstone, Ye Lan simply sat down on the ground, her pupils dilated as she gazed at the sky. Dark clouds were already pressing in, the wind was starting to blow, and the temperature was noticeably colder.

"Mom, don't worry at all, I will definitely take good care of Lin Xueyao."

"Finally, I have some good news for you. Lin Xueyao is pregnant. Next time we come to pay our respects, there will probably be three of us."

Ye Lan smiled as she spoke.

Just then, a cold wind blew up from the sky, giving a refreshing and exhilarating feeling.

"Ye Lan, come down now that you're done talking. We need to get ready to go back. Xue Yao is pregnant, and she'll easily catch a cold if she's exposed to the cold wind."

From afar came the call of Ms. Zhang Fengxia.

Ye Lan straightened up, brushed the dust off her body, and bowed one last time to the tombstone.

Only then did he choose to turn around and leave.