What are the conditions?

"Naturally remember. Ye Zhigao sneered, looking at Ye Qingchen's face with a look of mockery, "Do you think you can beat the crowd in the family competition and get the first position in the family?"

The so-called subsidiary conditions are like this: if Ye Qingchen wins the first place in the annual family competition, the five-year contract will be invalid.

Let's ask, how can a waste who can't cultivate be able to do it?

"Hahaha~" As soon as these words came out, many Ye family disciples couldn't help laughing. Although Ye Qingchen can cultivate, he is still in the realm of quenching his body, even if he defeats Ye Feng and shows his ability to fight beyond the ranks, he is too much worse than those Tianjiao figures of the Ye family after all.

Facing everyone's questioning eyes and mocking smiles, Ye Qingchen didn't care and said, "Whether you can or not, it's up to you to worry." Let's see if our family is bigger. As he spoke, Ye Qingchen looked at Ye Shaoyu again and said, "At that time, your challenge is welcome." ”

"Light dust, that's what I mean. In that case, uncles, please!"

Ye Zhirong flicked his sleeves, squinted his eyes and said, "In this way, then we will see the real chapter on the day of the family competition." When the time comes, the head of the family should not break his word and gain weight. ”

"My father's words are still in my ears, and I dare not or forget them. ”

"Let's go!" Ye Zhirong snorted coldly, flicked his long sleeves, and the group left in a mighty manner. In the crowd, Ye Shaoyu glanced at Ye Qingchen coldly, and then turned to leave.

After everyone in the three veins left, Ye Qingchen walked to Hua Rong's side and took her hand, and said solemnly, "Mother, you listen well, Qingchen is sure to cure your old disease." ”

"Qingchen, what are you talking about?" Hua Rong opened her mouth, and there was a faint light of expectation hidden in the depths of her clear eyes.

Ye Qingchen sighed lightly. No matter how well she pretends to be, her deep desire for children has never diminished, and even grows stronger with age. This is not only the instinct of being a woman, but also a responsibility and mission.

Ye Qingchen smiled brightly, "I said, I can cure my mother's old disease." ”

"How could you ... "It's not that Hua Rong doubts Ye Qingchen's ability, but that Ye Qingchen doesn't know medical skills, how can he swear to say such a thing?" As long as my mother cooperates with Qingchen, I believe that my mother's body will heal in less than a year!"

Not in a year?

Hua Rong was speechless in shock. Over the years, she has never visited famous doctors for her old ailments, but she has never found a cure. Day after day, year after year, she went from hope to disappointment to despair, and the journey in between is unbearable.

I thought that in her lifetime, she would never see hope again. Unexpectedly, fate opened a door for her when she was almost desperate.

Hua Rong believes in Ye Qingchen and has no reason to believe it. Because she knows that her daughter has always been a miracle worker.

Ye Qingchen's words made Ye Wuwu's heart tremble slightly, and his breathing couldn't help but become short. The light in his eyes was unusually bright, like a traveler in the dark who sees the light that guides the way.

"Qingchen, how sure are you?" the words he uttered turned out to be trills.