My Beloved Wife Don't Run Away: Affectionate CEO Pampers Pets

How did you treat me at the beginning, and now something happened, but I thought that I still have a sister.

To a certain extent, An Yuqi has a new understanding of how thick-skinned her sister is. Some people really are, as expected...

Pressing the answer button again, An Zhimi cried louder.

"Sister, I'm sorry, you can do whatever you want me to do, but you must save me this time, I am your only real sister."

However, for An Yuqi, it was too late.

It's like, you kill someone and say you were wrong, but what's the use?People are dead.

"An Zhimi, listen to me, everything you're going through now is retribution, you did so many bad things back then, why didn't you remember that I was your older sister, the only older sister?"

"You wronged me in the summer of killing me, and the joint police station sent me to the dark detention center. At that time, why didn't you know that I was your sister?"

"When you colluded with the Wang family and fought against me everywhere, did you ever think that you would beg me one day? There may be no such thing as An Zhimi, and I will not interfere."

However, after a brief silence on the phone, there was another wave of high-decibel crying.

"Sister, I beg you, I am willing to do whatever you ask me to do, and I promise I will be fine in the future."

Ye Qiongyu frowned impatiently. The woman's crying sound was really unpleasant. He got up and walked to the window, looking through the glass at the people coming and going below.

An Zhimi's voice continued, accompanied by fear and tension.

"Sister, I don't know if others can help me, but I know you can. There is nothing Ye Qiongyu can't do in this world. You can find him. Sister, you must have a way, sister... "

Before she finished speaking, three extremely cold words came out of the receiver.

"An Zhimi!"

As if being splashed from head to toe by a basin of ice water, An Zhimi bit her lip, feeling as if her whole body was frozen in place, and she forgot to continue talking for a while.

An Yuqi raised her head and saw that the mobile phone in her hand had been snatched away by a man in black. He looked out the window without blinking.

"Listen to me. From now on, An Yuqi doesn't have a younger sister. If you keep pestering me, I'll kill you faster than Brother Qi!"

In the next second, there was only a beeping busy tone on the phone.

An Zhimi's face was pale, her already thin eyes widened, she looked like a lifeless skeleton, and then the phone slipped from her hand and fell on the floor with a loud bang.

Putting down the phone, Ye Qiongyu skillfully blocked and deleted the contacts, all in one go, and then returned the phone to An Yuqi.

"Remember, don't pay attention to anything about An Zhimi, sometimes kindness will become a channel for others to do evil."

It's just that An Zhimi's phone call this time is a bit unusual. According to common sense, no matter what happens, An Zhimi is the one who is the least likely to ask for help, but she just did this, it seems that the situation must be bad.

"It's just An Zhimi, her situation must be very bad."

After finishing speaking, the man grabbed her by the shoulder and stared down at the woman's eyes.

"Let me tell you, everything about her has nothing to do with you, you don't have to be kind to such a person, it's not worth it."

The only thing Ye Qiongyu didn't say was that he was already aware of the seriousness of the problem, or to a large extent, the failure of yesterday's operation made him focus on An Yuqi's sister.

Venting his anger on a woman, this man can really do it, and he is not afraid of losing face.

At this time, in the study of the Ye family villa.

The idle Ye Zifan was called into the study with a dazed expression on his face, but he didn't think there was anything wrong, and he still had the same playful smile as before, not at all serious.

"Dad, why did you remember to summon me today?"

Unlike his elder brother Ye Qiongyu, he appeared a little more lively, took a piece of plum in front of the table and put it in his mouth, and was even more rebellious.

Seeing this, Ye Ting raised his eyes, took off the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, raised his eyebrows and scolded.

"Look at what you're wearing? It's already so big, and you don't have a serious look. It's just a person who lost me."

In a word, Ye Zifan doubted life. He lowered his head and looked at his clothes. He was wearing trendy brands, and with the sneakers he just bought, his whole body was in a hip-hop style.

In the crowd, it is colorful and dazzling.

"Dad, you can't say that about me. This is the most popular style this year. Everyone looks cool in it. Although you are not young, you can't be too conservative, right? I think This outfit is so cool, it suits me very well!"

After finishing speaking, he made a hip-hop gesture.

As a result, Ye Ting's old face turned green at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He gave birth to two sons, the one who was vigorous and uncontrollable, and the other who was fooling around all day long without a serious look, it was the rhythm that would make him vomit blood!

"You are the second young master of the Ye family. I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at you, so please behave normally. I don't want to hear others gossiping and scolding me for being a poor tutor!"

Ye Ting's sudden anger instantly made the young man in front of him dumbfounded, and then he began to talk back in dissatisfaction. 
"Dad, you are trying to make things difficult for others. Of course, the business of the company is left to my brother. It is not suitable for idle people like me, so this is normal!"

Suppressing his anger, Ye Ting clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"Then what are you going to do after graduation, gnawing at home?"

Hearing this, Ye Zifan took the teacup on the table casually, took a breath, then took a sip, admiring again and again.

"It's really good tea, and my father has such a good vision."

Afterwards, his eyes were full of longing.

"I'm different from my brother. My brother is suitable to take over the company and be the mainstay of the Ye family. What about me? It would be nice to be a professional racing driver in the future. Tell me how tired you are!"

Racer, I'm ashamed to say, it's an embarrassing thing!
Ye Ting's nose was crooked in anger, he grabbed a document and threw it into his son's arms.

"You take a closer look?"

At this time, Ye Zifan realized that his father was angry, and almost spit out all the tea in his mouth.

He picked up the documents that had fallen on the sofa and took a look, then at Ye Ting, and then took a closer look, his mouth was open enough to stuff a duck egg.

"No, Dad, you can't do this. I won't take over as the vice president of the company."

With a loud "pop", the man behind the desk stood up and pointed at his son in front of him with trembling fingers. 
"You are really lawless, and you don't even listen to your father's words."

Although Ye Zifan usually looked unreliable with a smile on his face, he quickly turned into a serious look at the critical moment, stood up not to be outdone, and looked directly into his father's eyes.

"Dad, I don't like living in such an environment. I hope that I can live a better life. After so many years, Dad, don't you feel exhausted? One brother is enough..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Ting waved his hand, completely ignoring his intentions.

"I'm here to inform you, not to discuss. Ye Zifan, I am your father. From the next working day, you will work for me. I have already agreed with the school and the board of directors."

After a short stalemate for a few minutes, Ye Fanqi's whole chest rose and fell, and he replied straightforwardly.

"Dad, whatever you want to arrange, I won't go anyway!"

After finishing speaking, he threw away the appointment document, clapped his hands, and was about to leave.

"Zifan..."

A deep middle-aged man's voice sounded, and Ye Zifan stopped and turned to look over. 
"You really don't like being in charge of the group?"

Ye Ting's eyes were full of disbelief, at least in his understanding, the vice president of the Ye Family Group had a high gold content, and if he was not careful, he would have the right to inherit the company.

Regarding this, Ye Zifan smiled noncommittally.

"Father, everyone has their own aspirations. In my opinion, racing cars is more enjoyable. For those intrigues in the business world, brother is the most suitable person!"

After finishing speaking, he opened the door without looking back.

After walking a few steps, Ye Zifan suddenly stopped and turned to look at Ye Ting.

"However, I also want to remind my father that everything is in moderation. I know that my father wants to use me to restrain my brother, but I am really not interested in the group. I will not covet things that should belong to my brother."

The two confronted each other, and the huge study finally returned to silence.

Leaning on the large boss chair, Ye Ting looked up at the chandelier on the ceiling, feeling complicated.

Ye Zifan has grown up unknowingly, and there is no son he can completely control in his hands.

At this moment, Li Yuehua opened the door and put the coffee inside on the table.

"Pay attention to rest, don't be so tired all the time."

Nodding his head, Ye Ting's voice was old and tired.

"What do you say I should do?"

Li Yuehua knew what he meant, and silently lowered her head and spoke.

"Now that the group Qiongyu is well managed, why are you thinking of changing people? It's not like you don't know Zifan's character. He's full of new ideas, so don't embarrass him anymore."

Ye Ting raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Ye Zifan who hadn't left yet, a surge of anger welled up in his heart.

In the next second, he grabbed the exquisitely crafted ashtray and threw it at it.

Ye Zifan flicked aside, the heavy ashtray almost flew past his skin, and then turned into a large pile of crystal clear fragments on the wall behind.

"Bastard, Nizi, how could I give birth to such a son."

Li Yuehua was stunned by the scene in front of her, and ran to Ye Zifan's side in a daze. 
"Zifan, are you alright, Ye Ting, you really are, can't you just talk properly? No matter what, the two children are your sons!"

At this moment, Ye Ting had already lost his mind, and the anger was filling his face, drowning him bit by bit.

In Ye Zifan's fearless eyes, this time he opened his mouth with rare firmness and fearlessness. 
"Dad, I won't take office, you can figure it out yourself!"

After finishing speaking, he slammed the door and left, leaving only Li Yuehua's voice behind.

"Zi Fan, why are you acting like this, can't you father and son have a peaceful chat for a while?"