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Zhuang Mei also looked at Ye Tingshen in surprise.

what happened?Is there any hidden secret in the middle that I don't know?
Old Mr. Xia became anxious and scared at the same time, holding his neck up and shouting: "You...don't try to provoke discord!"

Ye Tingshen's expression remained the same, and under the watchful eyes of the two people in front of him, he said indifferently and slowly: "When you and my mother knew each other, there were still illegitimate children and lovers outside. If you know my mother well enough, you should know that she is very interested in this matter. How much you resist this kind of thing. As for who the illegitimate child is, do you need me to say it clearly?"

Back then, Xia Zixuan investigated the grievances between the three of them clearly and told himself that originally, he didn't intend to talk about it, and just let it rot in his stomach. After all, he was just a junior, and the people involved It's my own parents, so it may not be appropriate to say it.

But today, when he saw the old man's disappointed and sad look, he suddenly didn't want to hide it anymore.

Since the old man thinks too much, let him do it!

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Xia's whole body seemed to be drained of strength, his lips parted again and again. He wanted to defend himself, but cowardly, he didn't dare to look into Zhuang Mei's eyes.

Because even if he didn't look up, he still felt the coldness from Zhuang Mei.

Zhuang Mei's heart was complicated, she suddenly remembered some episodes from that year, Ye Jianguo's eyes dodged and he didn't talk about it, it turned out that he didn't want to know and get hurt...

Her throat was sore, all her emotions couldn't be vented, and she couldn't bear it any longer.

Ye Ting took a deep look at Zhuang Mei, and there was a hint of indifference in his voice: "Mom, do you want to go out and chat with Mr. Xia?"

"I..." Zhuang Mei couldn't make a sound, like a child who did something wrong.

Ye Ting looked past her deeply, and said directly to Ye Haowei who had just rushed back from abroad: "Haowei, take my mother back."

The tone is unrelenting.

Ye Haowei couldn't come to say hello at all, Na Na nodded and agreed: "Okay...Okay, fourth uncle."

After all, Ye Tingshen looked at Mr. Xia again, with a sneer and sharpness in his eyes: "Mr. Xia, you have touched my bottom line again and again, since this is the case, then, let's do it for ourselves. This time, even if If Xia Zixuan came to beg me, I would not be soft."

The frown slightly relaxed, and then he carefully helped Lu Qinglan leave.

"Grandma, let's go back." Ye Haowei stepped forward and took Zhuang Mei's arm, almost dragging her away from the banquet hall.

Mr. Xia was left standing alone, his expression unclear.

Zhuang Mei didn't speak any more along the way, she lowered her head, no one knew what she was thinking.

Ye Haowei wanted to speak several times, but finally closed his mouth, frowning, leaning his head on the chair, sighing silently again and again in his heart.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the gate of Ye's house.

Zhuang Mei stood at the gate, looking at everything that was familiar, without saying a word for a long time.

Later, Ye Haowei couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded: "Grandma, go in, it's cold at night, and I catch a cold easily."

Zhuang Mei walked in in a daze, but suddenly became excited when she entered the living room: "What are you doing?!"

"Ma'am?" The servant stopped what he was doing and looked at her awkwardly.

"Where are you going to move the things?" Zhuang Mei looked at the things in their hands in disbelief, her voice trembling, she recognized them at a glance, they belonged to Ye Jianguo.

The servant couldn't bear it, and said in a low voice: "The master ordered, move, move his things to the guest room downstairs..."

Zhuang Mei's face suddenly turned pale.

There were footsteps on the stairs.

She looked up without hesitation, almost crying: "Jianguo, you... what are you doing?"

Everyone knew what they were doing to move things out of their room, but she stubbornly wanted to hear from Ye Jianguo himself that she was just a little lucky, maybe it wasn't like that?

Ye Jianguo seemed to be several years old again, and his tired voice directly shattered Zhuang Mei's last hope: "That's what you see. I will live in a guest room in the future, and I will give you the room upstairs."

He was as cold as a stranger, and Zhuang Mei burst into tears.

Mr. Ye ruthlessly acted as if he could not hear, and ordered the servants to continue moving things, while he staggered into the guest room.

Soon, the only sound left in the living room was Zhuang Mei's sobbing.

Ye Haowei was at a loss, sighed, took a tissue and handed it to Zhuang Mei: "Grandma, wipe it off."

Zhuang Mei didn't answer, but asked intermittently: "Haowei, grandma...is grandma...really wrong...unfortunately?"

She needs someone to tell herself.

Ye Haowei frowned.

As early as when he stepped into the hotel, he knew what Zhuang Mei had done. He was angry at that time, and he really didn't understand why she treated Lanlan like that.Such an indiscriminate Zhuang Mei really disappointed him.

Thinking of the expression on the fourth uncle's face when he left, he ruthlessly poured out all the words in his heart: "Yes, grandma, you did it more and more every time. Maybe you can't feel it yourself, but the bystanders can tell, since Lan Lan After being with fourth uncle, which one of the things you did did not disappoint us as relatives? I can't understand it, let alone fourth uncle? Especially what you did today, completely made you The distance between us and us is getting farther, don't blame fourth uncle for being indifferent, and don't think there is anything wrong with what grandpa did, because if I were fourth uncle, I might not want to talk to you for a long time."

He didn't look at Zhuang Mei's expression: "Grandma, you hurt the hearts of all of us, but fourth uncle and Lanlan are the ones who hurt the most. There is a crack in a relationship, it doesn't mean that it can be restored immediately by making up for it."

Zhuang Mei stared blankly ahead, without saying a word.

Ye Haowei didn't know how much she had heard, so he sighed and continued, "Grandma, let me take you upstairs to rest."

Zhuang Mei was helped into the bedroom, she was alone, staying in her own room, and suddenly felt that the loneliness was overwhelming her.

The air pressure in Ye's house is very low, and the atmosphere in Lu's house is not much better.

Lu Qinglan just walked to the entrance, and saw Lu Minhua's worried face appeared in sight.

"Are you back? Your grandfather called your family doctor, let's go check it out."

family doctor?

Lu Qinglan was slightly taken aback for a moment, and then warmed up in her heart: "Mom, I'm fine."

"Then you have to check it out." Old Master Lu's majestic voice came from the living room, "Lan Lan is obedient, otherwise Grandpa and your parents won't be able to let go."

"Okay." Lu Qinglan and Ye Ting looked at each other deeply, and walked over helplessly.

The result of checking out is that everything is normal.

Lu Minhua let out a long sigh of relief, and worried that she didn't eat anything at the banquet, so she hurriedly asked, "Are you hungry? Mom will get you something to eat? Is there anything you want to eat in particular?"

Lu Qinglan smiled embarrassingly: "I'm really hungry, I want to drink chicken porridge, Mom, can I?"

"Okay! Mom will cook it for you right away!" Lu Minhua hurriedly got up and went to the kitchen, Su Zhijiang followed to help.

Mr. Lu was not very relieved: "Lanlan, is there really nothing uncomfortable?"

"Really not, Grandpa, don't worry." Lu Qinglan comforted him with a smile.

Mr. Lu emphasized: "If there is anything, you must tell grandpa, you know?"

"Know it!"

Mr. Lu nodded, and said to Zhong Nian who was beside him: "Girl, please take Lan Lan to her room. I still have something to tell Ting Shen."

He looked serious, and few people dared to say anything.

"Okay, Grandpa." Ye Tingshen said and patted Lu Qinglan's hand, "Go up, I'll be back with you soon, huh?"

"it is good."

No one knew what the two talked about, only that the door of the study was closed for a long time.

After a long time, Lu Qinglan had finished drinking the chicken porridge, and Ye Tingshen hadn't come up yet.

Worrying, she wanted to go and have a look, but in the end she couldn't bear it anymore.

Fortunately, Ye Tingshen came back without waiting for a long time.

"Grandpa taught you a lesson?" Lu Qinglan asked.

Ye Ting hugged her deeply from behind, smelling the fragrance of her body after bathing, she felt indescribably peaceful: "The lesson is due, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be wronged."

Lu Qinglan turned around and put her palm on his lips: "Don't say that, it's not your responsibility."

"Wife..." Ye Ting gently pulled down her little hand and held it, his deep eyes locked her tightly.

Knowing what he wanted to say, Lu Qinglan shook her head first, and changed the subject: "Don't talk about that, go take a shower, I'm still waiting for you to pinch my calf."

"Obey." Needless to say the tacit understanding between the two, Ye Tingshen pressed a kiss on her forehead.

Not long after Ye Ting entered the bathroom, Lu Qinglan's cell phone rang.

It was Xia Zixuan calling.

"Hello." Lu Qinglan was not surprised that he would call.

The other end of the phone was silent at first, and after a long time, Xia Zixuan blamed himself and spoke, his voice was dim and hard to distinguish: "Lu Qinglan, I'm sorry."

It was extremely difficult for him to say those six short words.

At that time, the vowed promise would stop Grandpa from dealing with them again, but today...

He felt that he was sorry for the trust of Lu Qinglan and Ye Tingshen.

Lu Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief, and a little smile appeared on her face: "Xia Zixuan, don't blame yourself, don't say that, it's not your fault." Worried that he was going to make a fool of himself, she deliberately smiled again, "Of course, if you If you insist on feeling sorry, why don’t you treat me to a delicious meal? And the meal I owed you last time, huh, I decided not to invite you. How about it?”

Xia Zixuan finally laughed, and the feeling of oppression in his chest was much less: "Okay."

When the phone call ended, Ye Tingshen just came out of the shower, brushed his hair casually, and pinched Lu Qinglan's calf.

The two chatted casually, and soon Lu Qinglan couldn't help the sleepy call and fell asleep.

Ye Ting carefully covered her with the quilt, stroked her face with his big hands, and then sat on the bedside, watching her quietly for a long time.

Lu Qinglan woke up at five o'clock the next morning when she heard Ye Ting's deep voice.