Ye Qingting returned home, and the first thing he did was to visit his grandfather.
"Qingtian, you're back." Ye Chun waved away the servants, leaving only his trusted Housekeeper Hu and his grandson, Ye Qingting.
Ye Chun was over a hundred years old but appeared to be just in his thirties, sporting a short beard, and had a dignified appearance.
"How is it? Any progress?"
After his grandson got injured, Ye Chun was so worried his hair fell out in clumps. Apart from his deep familial affection, the tangled web of benefits between noble families was so intertwined that even a small incident could cause a significant impact.
Many of the Ye Family's businesses leveraged his grandson's influence. If anything happened to him, the blow to the Ye Family would be enormous. The family his grandson belonged to was even more powerful than the Ye Family, with broader connections, so the news of his grandson's injury had been kept under wraps.
