Chapter 957 His Deepest Secret (3)

"Brother Wen, I've kept it a secret for you all these years, and I've kept it a good one. I did this for the sake of the couple..." Jin Mingzhen smiled even more, At this moment, her words stopped deliberately, but the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Ye Bowen still didn't speak, and his eyes looking at her slowly moved away, and he didn't look at Jin Mingzhen again.

"Brother Wen, think about it carefully, I'm not joking." Jin Mingzhen was obviously taken aback when he saw him like this.

She thought he would be afraid and anxious, but his reaction made her feel uncertain.

"Brother Wen, you should be very clear about what the consequences would be if Ye Lanchen found out about what happened back then." Jin Mingzhen added ruthlessly.

"Twenty years, what should come will always come." Ye Bowen's lips tugged slightly, and he finally spoke, but he didn't look at Jin Mingzhen again.

"You have lived in Ye's house long enough." Ye Bowen's words paused slightly, and then slowly added this sentence.

Jin Mingzhen's body froze immediately, and her eyes widened instantly. Of course, she understood what Ye Bowen said.

He wasn't afraid that what happened back then would be revealed, but once it was revealed, she would never want to stay at Ye's house again.

She has long known Ye Bowen's ruthlessness, his ruthlessness can kill and be invisible, just like Meng Yuyan back then.

No matter how you say Meng Yuyan is his legal wife, and she is nothing, back then he was so ruthless and cruel to Meng Yuyan, let alone her? !

She also knows very well that Ye Bowen can really not care about it now, but she can't.

"Brother Wen, I was just joking. I understand my status, and I will definitely not force Brother Wen to do anything." After Jin Mingzhen recovered, her attitude changed immediately.

"Get out." Ye Bowen's extremely cold voice came again.

"Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go right away." This time, Jin Mingzhen didn't dare to say anything more, and left quickly.

Ye Bowen was sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes were fixed on the table with a deadly silence.

When Ye Lanchen came back, what he saw was this kind of Ye Bowen.

There is only Ye Bowen in the hall at the moment.

Ye Lanchen narrowed his eyes slightly, then walked over directly, and stood opposite him, looking at him, but didn't speak.

Ye Bowen turned his eyes and looked at him, the corners of his lips moved slightly: "Sit."

At this moment, his voice was very low and slow, completely gone from the coldness he had when he was talking to Jin Mingzhen just now.

Ye Lanchen was slightly taken aback. This was the first time he had spoken to him on his own initiative since his mother left.

Ye Lanchen's heart trembled slightly. He was only nine years old that year. His mother left, and he longed for his father's love even more, but his father never cared about him. No one knew how he got here in those years .

Ye Lanchen suppressed the emotions in his heart, sat down expressionlessly, but did not speak.

For so many years, their father and son had never talked, and he didn't know what to say to him.

"A lot of pressure recently?" Ye Bowen looked at him again, thinking of what Mrs. Ye said earlier, he spoke again proactively.

He hadn't had a good conversation with his son for many years, and such a conversation even made Ye Bowen feel difficult.

Ye Lanchen quickly raised his eyes and looked at him.