Reborn and returned to become a full-level boss

Ye Moyan said it firmly, Su Yiran was a little curious about where his self-confidence came from, and felt that Grandpa would not blame him.

"Ye Jingyao didn't listen to the Patriarch's advice and killed someone. According to the Ye Family's rules, he needs to be punished." Ye Moyan explained Su Yiran's confusion.

"Sending him to Death Valley for training is my punishment." Ye Moyan sneered, "Actually, it can't be considered punishment at all. I just came out of Death Valley, and if I can go, Ye Jingyao can naturally go too."

This principle also made sense with Ye Xingbang.

As long as there is a life to survive, it is really possible to temper one's will in Death Valley.Of course, the premise is to be able to survive.

Su Yiran couldn't help feeling sorry for Ye Moyan in her childhood.

To be able to achieve such an achievement now, the hard work behind it should be beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

In some ways, their childhoods were unfortunate.

Ye Moyan saw Su Yiran's expression of silence, picked up the flowers he had carefully prepared, and handed them over. "My wife, here it is for you!"

The fragrance of the flowers is tangy, showy and delicate.

Su Yiran regained her composure and smiled, whoever said that men don't know how to be considerate to their wives, his family Ah Mo did a good job.

"It's beautiful, thank you!"

Ye Moyan liked Su Yiran's gentle and sweet smile very much, which made him laugh along with him involuntarily.

"I'll find a vase to raise it!" Su Yiran jumped out of sentimental emotions because of the bouquet of flowers sent by Ye Moyan.

Ye Moyan felt very fortunate that this little surprise of his had played a big role.

"I'll help you find it!"

Su Yiran readily agreed, "Well, you go and find, I'll cook!"

"Huh? Shall I cook for you?"

"No. I want to eat something I made myself." Su Yiran refused, but actually wanted to cook a delicious meal to thank Ye Moyan.

He went to the shantytown to witness Song Mei's death, so he must have seen Shura and Poisonous Wolf.

Thinking of him sending her a bouquet, Su Yiran was moved.

Ye Moyan smiled and said, "It seems that I have another good fortune today."

The last time he ate Su Yiran's cooking, he still had endless aftertaste.

He still wanted to eat, but he was reluctant to ask her to cook. He didn't expect that today he would be lucky.

"Do you want to eat?" Su Yiran opened the refrigerator and asked casually.

Ye Moyan said without thinking, "Braised pork."

"Well, let's have a simple version, you go over there and wait." Su Yiran pointed to the sofa in the living room, motioning for him to go over.

Yemoyan leaned against the wall and remained motionless, becoming a wife-watching stone.

Su Yiran didn't bother to care about him, and started cooking.

Her handicraft is not unfamiliar because she hasn't done it for a long time, she is still very familiar with it.

The movements are smooth and flowing, pleasing to the eye.

Ye Moyan was stunned, feeling deep in his heart, it really was his wife, she even cooks so gracefully and beautifully.

The sweet interaction between the two is almost overwhelmed.

On the other side, Rong Jiajia was also concentrating on the busy man in the kitchen.

That man was none other than her nominal uncle, Junker.

They have lived in this villa since Junker was released from prison.

Rong Jiajia likes this place very much. Not only is there a beautiful big house here, but also the man he loves cooks for him.

"Uncle, add more sugar to scrambled eggs with tomatoes, okay?" Rong Jiajia walked up to Rong Ke and said coquettishly.

Junker sighed helplessly, "Jiajia, it's not good to eat too much sugar!"

"I don't care, I want to be sweet!" Rong Jiajia hugged Jun Ke's arm, almost leaning against Jun Ke's body.

The gestures between the two are intimate, not like uncles and nephews at all, but like lovers.

But both of them ignored this inappropriate distance tacitly, enjoying the pleasure brought by the ambiguity.

Jun Ke looked at Rong Jiajia dotingly, and compromised, "Okay! It'll be right away! You go out and wait!"

Only then did Rong Jiajia walk out of the kitchen satisfied.

Soon, Juncker prepared dinner.When he brought out all the dishes, Rong Jiajia had already set up the dishes.

That's all her labor force is, she can't do anything that requires strength with her useless hands.

Therefore, during this period of time, all housework basically fell on Juncker.

Rong Jiajia once suggested finding a nanny, but Jun Ke didn't allow it.

She didn't know that Jun Ke didn't want a babysitter, either because he didn't want to or because he didn't dare.

Because that would be equivalent to directly revealing his whereabouts to Yuan Maohua.

Rong Jiajia didn't know how thrilling it was, but Jun Ke knew it well.

Yuan Maohua can't imagine the consequences if he knows his whereabouts.

And the reason why he let him out was because it was not easy to do anything inside, and he wanted to find a chance to kill him when he got outside.

But I don't want to be shelled by my golden cicada...

"Uncle, what are you thinking so preoccupied?" Rong Jiajia looked at Jun Ke curiously. Recently, he often lost his mind in front of her.

Compared with the first few days when he moved in, Rong Jiajia felt that Jun Ke had something on his mind.

Junker smiled, "It's okay. What can I do."

"Really?" Rong Jiajia didn't understand Jun Ke's thoughts, seeing that he didn't want to say anything, she didn't ask.

"It's all right, let's eat."

Jun Ke added food to Rong Jiajia, she looked amiable, but Rong Jiajia just felt that her heart was trembling, and a feeling of uneasiness was pressing in her heart, making her breathless.

"By the way, Jiajia, tomorrow, I want you to accompany me to the mall to buy something." Suddenly, Junker spoke.

Rong Jiajia was taken aback, "A shopping mall?"

"Yes, you know that I have never been to that kind of place. You are familiar with it. It will save time if you are with me." Junker explained lightly.

"Online shopping is available, Uncle!" Rong Jiajia didn't think much, put down her chopsticks, picked up her phone and continued, "I'll place an order for what you want."

"No, I want to buy it myself. I can't ask you to buy everything." Junker smiled mischievously.

Rong Jiajia paused with the hand holding the mobile phone, feeling aggrieved, she complained for Jun Ke.

"Uncle, why don't we find two nannies?" She couldn't figure it out, and it wasn't because he didn't have money, why uncle didn't want to find nannies?

Junker has been in the army of the military region for these years, and there are special logistics staff to manage his life.

From food and clothing expenses, clothing, food, housing and transportation, everything is properly arranged, and he doesn't need to worry about it at all.

But now, because of the warmth, that woman messed up the matter and reduced her superior uncle to the point where he had to buy things by himself.

There was not even an errand runner around, the gap was too big, Rong Jiajia found it hard to accept.

She doesn't feel good thinking about her uncle, does she?

Rong Jiajia looked at Jun Ke nervously, trying to see some clues from his face, but she didn't see anything.

Junker was smiling and didn't seem to be bothered by the change at all.

"Let's talk about the nanny! After all, there are only the two of us in the house, so it's rare to be clean!"