After watching the video, Ye Qingchen threw his phone angrily and shouted at Lao Shi, "Who did it!?"

Lao Shi was taken aback, and he faltered: "I haven't found out yet."

The assistant noticed the video just now, with a look of disbelief, and subconsciously asked, "Fourth Master, is this true or false?"

After asking, I realized that there was something wrong with this, so I hurriedly covered my mouth and stepped back.

Ye Qingchen raised his head and stared at the assistant like a furious lion, as if to bite him to death: "What did you say!?"

The assistant turned pale with fright: "Fourth Master, I, I..."

Lao Shi dragged his companion to the side and hurriedly said, "This video must be fake. You can see that there are traces of synthesis in several places."

Only then did the assistant react, and he hurriedly opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Yes, yes, it's fake. You can see the obvious synthetic traces at a glance! Don't worry, Fourth Master, no one will believe it."

Ye Qingchen clenched his fists tightly and didn't speak, but his face was twisted with anger, his pupils were terrifyingly red, and the aura of destruction on his body scared passers-by away from him, not daring to approach at all.

The two of Lao Shi didn't dare to say anything, and stood beside them with their necks shrunk.

Suddenly the mobile phone on the ground rang, and a call came in. Lao Shi looked at the note above and said carefully, "Fourth Master, it's from the old mansion."

Ye Qingchen finally moved, his eyes turned mechanically, and he glanced at the mobile phone on the ground.

The assistant picked up the phone and couldn't make up his mind: "Do you take it?"

Lao Shi reminded hesitantly, "I have to answer the call from the old mansion."

Ye Qingchen stretched out his hand with a cold face: "Come here then."

The assistant handed over the phone tremblingly, Ye Qingchen slid down the answer button, the call was from the old man, and as soon as he called, he scolded: "Go back to me immediately!"

Then hung up the phone.

Ye Qingchen gritted his teeth and threw the phone hard.

The old man of the night family hung up the phone.

The old lady sat on the side and looked at him eagerly. When she saw him hanging up the phone, she quickly asked, "How is it? What did Chenchen say?"

The old man said angrily, "I'll call him, will he not come back?"

The old lady sighed: "When he comes back, don't be so angry."

Although angry Ye Qingchen silently accepted the certificate with Bai Qinyun, but it was always his son, the flesh that fell from his body, it was impossible to not care, not feel distressed, and ignore it.

The old man sneered: "Don't be angry? I wish I had never given birth to a son like him! Besides embarrassing me and making trouble all day, what else would he do?!"

The old man's words made the old lady unhappy. "My son was born to me. Do you have any opinion on me when you say that?"

The old man sighed: "I'm wrong, okay?"

The old lady snorted and turned her face away to ignore him.

The old man has a headache, his wife is coaxing him, and he is madly complaining in his heart. He is too old to coax his daughter-in-law like a young man. Alas, it's hard to kill him.

At night, all the videos about Ye Qingchen on the whole network were taken off the shelves and disappeared, and the entries about Ye Qingchen were also blocked.

Qin Zhizhi knew that this was Ye Jia's shot.

No matter what Ye Qingchen is, whether this matter is true or not, the Ye family will suppress these hot news. After all, it is impossible for the Ye family to sit back and watch this scandal that shames the family.