Ye Zhengyang looked at Lan Yi's back with some confusion. Although he couldn't see his face, Ye Zhengyang still noticed that Lan Yi froze in place.
If someone could see his face now, they would probably be surprised to find that Lan Yi, who is quite famous in the Lan Family and is even somewhat renowned in Zhonghai,
currently has an expression of utter shock, as if he just ate a dumpling and found feces inside.
Indescribable...
Lan Yi couldn't even describe his feelings at that moment.
What was he supposed to say?
Ye Zhengyang glanced at Lan Yi, furrowed his brows slightly, and stepped forward to pat Lan Yi's shoulder who was frozen in place.
"Uncle Lan, are you... are you okay?"
Lan Yi's body trembled, he instinctively took two steps back, his vacant eyes gradually regained focus, but he now looked as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
