Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Ye Zhen was also rushed to take a shower.

Only the couple were left in the living room.

Ye Haichuan continued to arrange flowers, and said to Fang Siwan: "I thought you would take care of both sides. You must feel bad, right?"

"I thought so at first." Fang Siwan leaned on Ye Haichuan's shoulder, looking a little sad. "But Xiaokong has been forcing me to make a choice. I can feel that whether it was making trouble at the banquet, or speaking rudely in front of mom, or even locking Baozhu out of the door a few days ago - she did it on purpose. She just wanted to see what I would choose, her or Baozhu."

"Then I have no choice," Fang Siwan said in a low voice with a hint of complaint, "I can only choose her. I, Fang Siwan, have never let anyone down in my life, except for my own little daughter. This is the only choice I can make."

"You didn't even scold Baozhu after she fainted." Ye Haichuan said with a smile, "I was surprised when I found out. If it was Ye Zhen who did this, you would have started beating her up a long time ago."

"Because I can feel that Xiaokong is a very special child." Fang Siwan murmured, "I always feel that I can't treat her with the attitude of an ordinary mother, because I'm not even sure whether her specialness is good or bad."

"What if it's bad?"

"Then I am also responsible for this bad behavior. I should bear the responsibility, and so should you." Fang Siwan said in a somewhat arrogant tone, "If she is a bad child, then it is also our fault, so we must tolerate her and look after her. At least don't let her cause a disaster that we can't handle."

"Okay, okay." Ye Haichuan smiled and put the last flower into the vase. "Let's just say we go back to more than 20 years ago and become new parents again."

"Fortunately, there is still time."

·

After taking a shower and having her hair blown dry by Fang Siwan herself, Ye Kong stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window holding a bowl of ginger tea. She looked out the window, but in fact she was looking at the flowers on the ground reflected in the glass.

The flowers that were originally intended to be buried in the yard were spread on the ground, and the heavy rain outside the window made them look even more beautiful and fragile.

When Ye Haichuan came to her side, Ye Kong did not turn around, but held the cup and said calmly: "You went to the Flower Box?"

"You are so sharp. No wonder your dean said you are the smartest kid."

"It's just common sense. Looking at the garden of the Ye residence, you can tell that the owner is not interested in flowers. You can't suddenly become a gardening fanatic and a flower lover overnight."

"I thought you'd be angry."

"What are you angry about?"

"I went to ask people about your past without your permission. Don't you feel that your privacy is violated?" Ye Haichuan said, "I know a little bit about your generation of young people. You have a strong sense of self-awareness and especially hate being offended."

"It doesn't matter. What Grandpa will tell you is definitely unimportant. I don't care who knows it."

"Oh? Is there something that cannot be known to others?"

"It's not that I can't, it's that I don't want to."

Ye Kong turned his head to look at him, the flowers in the room reflected in his dark eyes, "That's my privacy. As for other things, my love of flowers, painting, sweets, and running away from home, they are not my privacy. I will answer anyone who asks me."

"What about being bullied?"

"..." Ye Kong suddenly widened his eyes like a frightened cat, looking at him in disbelief. After a few seconds, he gritted his teeth and said, "This is my privacy!"

She clenched her fists and judging by her expression, if Dean Sun was in front of her, she would definitely punch him a few times without hesitation.

"This damn old man! How dare he tell you all this! Next time I go back, I will definitely pull out all his hair! And I will tear out all the orchids in his house!"

Ye Haichuan laughed grimly: "You are so fierce, no wonder he is so afraid of you."

He then asked, "Will you be so mean to me in the future? Like threatening to pull out all my hair and tear up my documents or something like that?"

"..." Ye Kong looked at him like a lunatic, "Are you looking forward to it?"

"I'm just envious. After all, I'm your father." Ye Haichuan said leisurely, "Originally, the place where your mother and I are should be your home, but you call going to the Flower Box 'going home'."

"That's an orphanage. No matter how beautiful and fairy-tale-like the name is, it is ultimately a place where orphans and children gather together for warmth, and you don't need to be one of them."

"I feel really bad."

As he said this, the man's expression and tone were light and leisurely, which did not match the seriousness of the content at all.

Ye Kong couldn't help but stare at him for a while.

Just like a cat looking at a strange object, she is not sure whether it is prey or natural enemy, so she is curious and alert.

After a long while, she looked away and said, "You don't look like a father at all."

"It sounds like you had other ideas about the role of father?"

"I don't know exactly, but I thought he would be a serious, chauvinistic old man who would say 'I'm your father' as soon as he opens his mouth."

Ye Haichuan laughed: "Fortunately I'm not, it sounds so pathetic."

"Yeah, you're obviously not. You look more like someone who will never have children, so it's hard to imagine that you have three children."

"...That's not the case. Doesn't your dad look like an old bachelor?"

"He's not single, but he doesn't look like someone who will get married, but he may have many girlfriends."

"…If I hadn't met your mother, maybe."

“Is this a business marriage?”

"Yes."

"Can there be love in a business marriage?"

"Not originally, but I liked your mother before the blind date, but she looked shabby at the time, and I thought she was a girl from a poor family," Ye Haichuan said slowly, like telling a story. "Originally, I was ready to run away from home, abandon the Ye family, and go far away with her, but who knew that fate would favor me so much and make her my marriage partner."

"Fate really favors you."

"Yes." Ye Haichuan said, "But perhaps it was because he favored me too much in love that I lost a daughter who could have grown up by his side."

Ye Kong pondered his words for a while, and slowly said: "If you were asked to choose, would you choose the love between you and your mother, or would you choose that I can grow up by your side?"

Ye Haichuan was stunned for a moment and turned to look at her.

After making sure that the child was serious, he laughed again and patted her head: "How could you, a smart person, ask such a stupid question? If it weren't for the love between you and your mother, you and your brothers and sisters wouldn't even be born. Although it's a pity now, we still have time to make up for it, right?"

He had a calm look, which was the aura of someone who had been in a high position for a long time and had gone through years of hard work, and he had the aura of being in control of everything: "Although the mistake has been made, you are still willing to return to the Ye family and call us mom and dad, which means that we still have a chance for you to truly accept us and rely on us."

"Don't look at me like this, I'm actually a person who likes challenges very much."

"Do you see it as a challenge to get closer to your daughter? Do you think of it as a game?"

"After all, you also said that I don't look like a father at all. It is indeed difficult for me to face you purely from the perspective of fatherly love. Even though I already have three children, I am still not good at being a good father in people's eyes."

"Then how can you face me?"

"curiosity."

"Curious about what? My past?"

"No, I'm curious about how I can get along with you, and I'm also curious about what changes getting along with you will bring to me."

Ye Kong crossed his arms, frowned, and said after a while: "You are such a weirdo, I don't even want to call you dad anymore."

"No, a son will never think his mother is ugly, and a daughter will never think her father is weird."

"..." Ye Kong's mouth twitched, "You actually say such rubbish."

"Only your mother knows this. You have to keep it a secret for me, otherwise my image will be ruined."

The spicy aroma of Mapo Tofu wafted over from the kitchen, and Fang Siwan was calling for dinner.

Ye Haichuan responded quickly.

Then he leaned over slightly and rubbed the top of Ye Kong's hair, which had just been blown by the wind. Until she shook her head impatiently and shook his hand away like a puppy, he said seriously and steadily: "One day, you will regard where I am as your only home."

"Go eat, your mother is very good at cooking Chinese food, you will definitely like it."

Ye Kong stood there and looked at his back, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

That was not conscious contempt but subconscious distrust, and beneath this distrust was the long loneliness that lasted for more than ten years and made her unable to integrate into the crowd.

Even if there are countless people around her, liking her or hating her, she cannot understand anyone's feelings.

Why is Ye Haichuan so confident when even she can only try her best but cannot guarantee the results?

What a naive adult.

She laughed silently in her heart, but sniffed the aroma and walked towards the dining table where her parents were sitting.

Like a little animal returning to its herd.