The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

49 washed the dishes and cut a small plate of fruit before walking out of the kitchen, sat down next to Haman, and forked a strawberry to Haman.

Haman took the fork and glanced at Ji Ye, who was opposite him, and then glanced at 49 again, because he didn't know how long 49 planned to have a cold war with Ji Ye, and whether he wanted to talk to Ji Ye.

But in fact, 49 is not in a cold war with Ji Ye. He knows in his heart that Ji Ye is unlikely to accept Haman, so he simply leaves Ji Ye alone and lets Ji Ye digest it. If he really can't digest it, then let's talk about it. Anyway, he still has Ji Cheng above him. , if Ji Ye really takes action, he won't be the first one to be beaten.

How did Haman know that 49 had this plan? He glanced at Ji Ye again.

Inexplicably, he thought of his father and couldn't bear it. He hesitated and handed a strawberry to Ji Ye across from him.

Ji Ye was stunned and looked at Haman doubtfully. After looking at it for a while, he muttered to himself: Although this kid has some mental problems, he has a good heart and is a good person.

"Master, get it quickly!"

The old housekeeper touched Ji Ye to urge him, his face full of joy.

"cough!"

Ji Ye cleared his throat and awkwardly reached out to take the strawberry from Haman's hand.

"What about me? Do I have it?"

The steward happily pointed at himself and asked Haman, completely treating Haman as a three-year-old child.

Even if they guessed wrongly that Haman had an intellectual disability, they were not disgusted at the first moment, but felt pity. After all, Haman's face was not ordinary good-looking.

Haman didn't expect that the old butler would ask him, so he forked a strawberry and handed it to the old butler without hesitation.

"Oh, this kid is so good."

The old butler who got the strawberry praised him for a while. The eyes he looked at Haman were extremely kind, but his tone was a bit wrong.

49, who was lighting a cigarette, also heard it.

He took a puff of cigarette and looked at the old butler opposite. He spat out the white smoke in front of the old butler and Ji Ye, and rested his elbow on the backrest of Haman's chair.

"Hey, Second Young Master, how can you smoke in front of Second Young Mistress? Put it out immediately."

The old housekeeper waved the white smoke floating over and said 49.

The old housekeeper reacted this way because he thought Haman was only 49 or years old and a child, so he would not let smoke in front of Haman.

How could 49 not see it, but instead of explaining to the old housekeeper how old Harman was, he hurriedly blew out the cigarette and put it out.

Haman knew that 49 was addicted to smoking, so he raised his head and said to 49, "It's okay, you can smoke."

"Just take two puffs."

49 reached out and rubbed Haman's head.

The old housekeeper looked at Haman in confusion. The second young lady's voice sounded normal!

Ji Ye also stared at Haman and found that Haman spoke clearly and did not look like he had an intellectual problem.

But thinking that Haman had been silent and staring at him blankly, he convinced himself: He must be able to speak simple words, but cannot understand and speak complex words. Otherwise, why would he need to feed his son like a baby? , and saw that my father-in-law was not nervous and didn’t say anything, but looked at me calmly. Isn’t this just a fool who doesn’t know how to be afraid?

The old housekeeper's brain circuit was the same as Ji Ye's, and he was also telling himself that Haman's intelligence was about the same as that of a child, so it was okay to speak, but he couldn't understand complex things.

Haman looked at Ji Ye and the old housekeeper in confusion. He didn't know why these two people kept staring at him and sighing for a while.

Even 49 didn't understand what was going on, why his father was so calm, and even looked at him with worry in his eyes as if he wanted to say something.

49 asked Haman in a low voice, "Did you say anything to them just now?"

Haman immediately shook his head. He had always been on 49's side and never secretly said a word to his father behind 49's back.

49 He didn’t know that Haman didn’t talk to his father because of him. He mistakenly thought that Haman was in denial, so he kept silent.

"Is there something wrong with your father's brain, some intellectual problem or something like that?"

Haman raised his head and asked 49 in a low voice.

If someone asked this, it would definitely be a curse, but when it came out of Haman's mouth, it was not a curse, but he was asking very seriously.

So 49 was a little confused, "Why do you ask that?"

Haman immediately told 49 what had just happened, "Because your dad suddenly pointed two fingers at me and asked me what they were."

49 didn’t know what Ji Ye meant after hearing this, so he glanced at Ji Ye across the dinner table.

Ji Ye happened to look at 49, still looking hesitant and worried.

It's not that the Ji family can't afford to support a daughter-in-law with intellectual problems, he is just worried that 49 will be criticized if he takes Haman out.

Ji Ye hasn't realized yet that he has subconsciously accepted Haman, and is still thinking about how to tell 49 about Haman so that 49 won't be angry.

Fortunately, the wife here cannot give birth to children. If she can, she will not pass it on to her children.

Ji Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was completely led astray by his own thoughts and lost his temper.

Originally, he should have gotten angry with 49 and asked 49 to send Haman away. All plans were disrupted after seeing Haman himself.

"Master, this child looks quite pitiful, and he is so beautiful. Without the protection of the second young master, how will he live alone in the future? He might even be targeted by gangsters."

The old housekeeper bent down and spoke to Ji Ye in a low voice, asking him to agree to 49 being with Haman.

Ji Ye looked at Haman and said nothing. Indeed, if Haman lived alone with a face like his own, there would be countless people plotting against him.

Forget it, it’s okay to be stupid, and you won’t make trouble if you look well-behaved.

Ji Ye took a step back. He couldn't throw a person who couldn't take care of himself out of Ji's house. What was the difference between this and murder.

Ji Ye’s self-guided strategy for success.

He looked at 49 hesitantly, and then said after a long time, "You have grown up and have your own ideas. I can't decide who you want to be with."

49 After hearing this, I wanted to touch Ji Ye’s forehead to see if he had a fever. Was the war over before it even started?

"I know you have always hated me for not being able to save your mother, and I admit it, but this is your home, and you can't...can't even abandon your home."

Ji Ye choked and lowered his head to wipe his tears. A grown man cried like a child.

He couldn't accept that his wife died in front of him and almost collapsed, but he had to calm down to deal with the gangsters and rescue the hostages, so he could only force all the tears back into his eyes.

He had seen so much cruelty that he could endure it, but when Ji Cheng went on a mission for the first time, he saw his mother being beaten to death by gangsters. The impact on him was greater than his own. He didn't dare to cry or speak at the funeral, and he kept blushing. He bit his lip tightly and clenched his fists.

49 was still too young at that time, and he didn't understand why neither his father nor his eldest brother could protect his mother, so he hated his father and eldest brother for not being able to protect his mother, and ran away from home in anger.

When he was a child, he didn't know how to put himself in someone else's shoes, and he never thought that his father and elder brother were the ones who suffered the most. He always blamed them.

Now that 49 has grown up, he no longer hates him, otherwise he would not follow Ji Cheng home.

"I'm sorry, sorry son, for not being able to protect your mother..."

Ji Ye buried his head and burst into tears.

49 looked away uncomfortably to collect his breathing, his eyes visibly red.

The one who should be sorry was that he ran away from home willfully without considering his father's mood.