The sweet wife of the rich and wealthy: good night, sir

Ye Jue nodded, and responded softly, "Okay."

When Xia Ying heard that he agreed, the corners of her mouth also curved. After packing up the violin, she led the guide dog beside her and walked forward, and said, "I have a flower shop in front, do you want to sit down?"

Ye Jue replied, "Okay." After walking two steps beside her, he still raised his little hand to hold her hand.

Xia Ying didn't refuse him either, she held him with her palms together, bowed her head and smiled at him.

There were still tears on Ye Jue's face, but his eyes were no longer so sad. He also said, "Your hands are as warm as auntie."

Xia Ying smiled without saying a word, and the two walked into the crowd holding hands, looking really like a mother leading a child.

After walking for about five or six minutes, they finally arrived at a flower shop called 'Sheng Ruo Xia Hua'.

"Wow, woof, woof!" The guide dog named Mu Mu stopped, and then sat down at the door.

Xia Ying took out the key and opened the door, and the fragrance of flowers wafted inside.

Ye Jue stood at the door and took a look, then followed her into the shop.

Even though Yehan had told him not to lower his guard against strangers, the little guy really trusted her.

"You can sit wherever you want, I'll call for takeaway, what do you want to eat?" Xia Ying asked.

Ye Jue said, "I want to eat chicken wings."

Xia Ying agreed, "Okay." Then she called and ordered a pizza, a chicken wing, a pasta and a steak!

Ye Jue sat on the chair and waited quietly, as if he was still a little depressed.

Xia Ying poured him a glass of juice and said, "Drink it, it's freshly squeezed."

When Ye Jue took it, he said thank you. Looking at her, he thought of his mother.

"Aren't you really my mother?" Ye Jue couldn't help but asked again, really feeling like they were.

Xia Ying said, "I'm really not."

Ye Jue asked again, "Then can you be my mother? Come home with me?"

Xia Ying said, "I have my own home, so I can't go back soon."

Ye Jue couldn't hide his disappointment, and said, "If you can go back with me, Dad will be very happy." Maybe he won't hate him anymore.

The little guy thought so, and when he thought of Yehan, he was sad again.

Xia Ying sat down beside him, and the guide dog lay quietly at her feet, guarding her like a guardian angel.

"Did you sneak out alone? Your father didn't know you were gone?" Xia Ying asked, turning her head slightly to his side.

Ye Jue responded softly, "Yeah." The center of his brows had already formed a small hill.

Xia Ying said, "Your father will be very worried if you do this."

But Ye Jue said, "He doesn't like me."

Xia Ying replied, "How could it be? There is no parent in the world who doesn't love their children."

Ye Jue said, "But my father really doesn't like me, he hates me."

Hearing what he said, Xia Ying wondered if his father really treated him badly?That's why the child is so resistant to go back?

"Did your father hit you?" she asked again.

"No, my father never hit me." Ye Jue replied.

Xia Ying asked again, "Then why doesn't he like you?"

Ye Jue pouted his lips, and his eyes became darker. He said, "Dad has never smiled at me, and never celebrated my birthday with me..."

On the other hand, half an hour after the private plane took off, the crew found out that Ye Jue was missing, and notified Ye Han immediately.

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