Chapter 214 Who are You?_1

Yin Tian, who had been waiting by her side, trembled slightly as he looked into those clear eyes.

"Who... who are you?"

A tender, timid voice came from Ye Qinghuang’s mouth.

Yin Tian’s heart skipped a beat, knowing that Ye Qinghuang had returned to normal.

However, because Ye Qinghuang had been insane for over a decade, it would still take a long time for her to readjust.

"I’m Tian, don’t you recognize me?"

Yin Tian’s face wore a gentle smile as he reminded her softly.

Tian...

Ye Qinghuang was slightly startled and a look of surprise slowly emerged in her puzzled eyes, "You’re Tian? But... how did you change to look like this?"

Ye Qinghuang’s memories were still those of her younger self.

Her current mental state was that of a child as well.

But since her soul had returned to its rightful place, all she needed was some time to become accustomed, and she would recover to normal.

Looking at Ye Qinghuang’s naive and confused appearance, Yin Tian sighed gently, not sure what to say.

If it weren’t for him, Ye Qinghuang wouldn’t have ended up like this.

All he could do was to do his best to protect Ye Qinghuang!

"Tian, where is my grandfather?"

Ye Qinghuang tilted her head and looked at Yin Tian quizzically.

Yin Tian shook his head, "Your grandfather has gone to a very distant place."

"When will he come back?"

"He might... not be able to return, but we can go find him later."

"Ah... Grandfather left..."

Ye Qinghuang’s small mouth puckered, looking very aggrieved.

"How about I take care of you instead of grandfather, would that be alright?"

Yin Tian stretched out his hand to hold Ye Qinghuang’s small hand.

Although Ye Qinghuang’s body was that of an adult, her mind was still that of a child.

Saying such words, even Yin Tian blushed, with a sense of guilt like deceiving a little girl.

Ye Qinghuang, however, looked at Yin Tian with delight, "Really?"

"I overheard grandfather talking with master... he said that when I grow up, I would marry you..."

Ye Qinghuang acted very shyly.

Girls mature earlier than boys, and although Ye Qinghuang’s mentality was still that of a child, she understood what marriage meant.

Yin Tian smiled tenderly at Ye Qinghuang and nodded ever so slightly, "Sure, when you grow up, I will marry you."

"Mm..."

Ye Qinghuang shyly lowered her head.

Seeing that Ye Qinghuang seemed somewhat sleepy, Yin Tian gently patted her small head, "Alright, you should go to sleep now."

"What about you?"

Ye Qinghuang looked at Yin Tian anxiously.

She was worried that after she fell asleep, Yin Tian would leave for a distant place just like her grandfather.

"Don’t worry, I’ll come back to see you again, bringing you all kinds of delicious and fun things."

"Then I want a skewer of candied hawthorn fruit..."

"Alright, not just one skewer, I’ll buy you ten."

With Yin Tian’s promise, Ye Qinghuang obediently lay down on the bed and closed her eyes.

Yin Tian pulled the quilt over her and covered Ye Qinghuang. Only after she had fallen completely asleep did he get up and quietly leave the room.

Outside the door, just as Yin Tian was about to leave, he noticed something reflecting light on the table in the courtyard.

Yin Tian walked over and found a key.

Yin Tian pondered for a moment, his eyes filled with contemplation.

This key was obviously placed there by Old Mr.Ye.

At this point, even Yin Tian was somewhat unsure of what Old Mr.Ye was thinking.

What was the old man getting at?

If he truly didn’t want Yin Tian to help Ye Qinghuang, he likely wouldn’t have had the opportunity.

But if the old man did want his assistance, why then did he promise Ye Qinghuang to that so-called Immoral Master Wan?

Yin Tian didn’t think too much about it and returned to the room, quietly removing the iron chain from Ye Qinghuang’s neck.

Before leaving, Yin Tian took one more look at Ye Qinghuang, who was sleeping very peacefully, her rosy little mouth bearing a slight smile.

Yin Tian also smiled softly and then left the Ye family.

At the foot of the mountain.

Xia Donghan, inside the car, was sleeping soundly when he suddenly heard a muffled sound and the car shook.

He was startled awake, opened his eyes, and seeing that it was Yin Tian who had returned, he glared at Yin Tian discontentedly.

"Drive, back to the provincial city."

Yin Tian commanded Xia Donghan.

Xia Donghan was somewhat annoyed.

Did Yin Tian really consider him his personal chauffeur?

"Hmph!"

He snorted coldly but still started the car, driving Yin Tian towards the provincial city.

"Going home?"

Xia Donghan glanced at Yin Tian.

"Not yet."

Yin Tian shook his head, "Go to Ghost Street, Wanyao Hall."

"Ghost Street? What are you going to do in that kind of place..."

Xia Donghan muttered, clearly puzzled.

Yin Tian obviously didn’t intend to waste words with Xia Donghan, simply sitting there, resting with closed eyes.

After more than an hour of bumpy ride, Xia Donghan drove to Ghost Street.

"Wait for me here."

Yin Tian said as he got out of the car and went straight toward Wanyao Hall.

"You!"

Xia Donghan, extremely frustrated, watched Yin Tian’s retreating figure, and clenched his fist tightly.