The green tea ex dressed as a disabled boss

Ye Wei'an's brows twitched, and his tone was a little displeased: "What are you going to do with him?"

"I'm curious, let's see if it works." Ye Lao said.

Ye Wei'an squeezed the space between his brows with a headache, and said, "I've said it before, we're just ordinary friends, don't worry about it."

"How can I be so troublesome!" Ye Lao was very unhappy, "Even if you make an ordinary friend, I will meet you, what's the matter? The child is alone and helpless, I can help you as much as I can, and it will hinder you What's up?"

"You know that too." Ye Wei'an's tone couldn't be said to be helpless or reproachful.

Ye Lao complacently said: "I know a lot! Let's just do it. In the next few days, you can find some time to treat the child to a meal and bring grandpa with you, okay?"

Ye Wei'an felt a little depressed, "Grandpa, I told you, don't worry about it."

Ye Lao said earnestly: "I have watched you grow up, can you hide your little things from the old man? If you like someone, just say it, just talk about it, it's not like our old Ye family. Your grandfather, I chased after you back then. Your grandma..."

"I..." Ye Wei'an narrowed his eyes and pulled out a small groove in his trousers with his fingers. He paused for a few seconds before continuing, "I don't like him."

Grandpa Ye immediately lowered his face: "Ye Wei'an, what's the matter with you?"

Ye Wei'an's lips were tightly lined, the words that Jiang Suiyu scolded Ning Xiao came to mind that day: "Your liking is just a product of possessive desire, desire to control, selfishness and jealousy! Do you have the nerve to call it liking?! "

Every word is like a heavy hammer, hitting the heart, and the blood trembles accordingly.

He took a deep breath and said, "I don't like him, it's just... the desire to control."

Old Man Ye looked surprised, looked at Ye Wei'an, hesitated to speak, Ye Wei'an gave him a flat look, and repeated: "The fact is like this, it's just the desire to control, not liking."

Ye Lao murmured his lips for a moment, then slowly said: "Xiao An, is it something that happened back then..."

Ye Wei'an didn't say a word, only said to the driver: "Drive."

Ye Lao looked at him seriously, shook his head and said: "You child, blindfolded by the events of the past, can't see through your own heart. The bystander is clear, the bystander is clear!"

Ye Wei'an didn't say a word, but slowly squeezed the fingers on his side.The vehicle started, the engine sounded, and the scenery on the side of the road receded. In Ye Lao's deep sigh, time went back like a tide. Ye Wei'an felt his soul vacated, and returned from this car to a car many years ago. .

15 years ago, Xia.

Ye Wei'an got off his family's Mercedes-Benz, looked up at the beautifully decorated villa in front of him, and there was an undisguised disgust in his eyes.

He said to the driver: "I'm just taking some common supplies and I'll be back soon. You can call the hospital first and tell mom that I'll be there in a while."

The driver agreed, Ye Weian closed the car and walked up the steps.The boy's stature has not yet grown, and the butterfly bone has the unique thinness of a teenager, but the sapling-like body already has the mold of the future with broad shoulders and long legs. It bulged slightly in the blowing, and the black hair fluttered gently.

The door of Ye's house was closed tightly, Ye Wei'an pushed the door open, and was very surprised to find that there was no one in the house, and the servants also disappeared miraculously.He was relieved that he didn't need to see anyone from this family. He put on his slippers in two seconds and walked straight to his room.

His mother was hospitalized with breast cancer, and he plans to stay in the hospital from now on. Clothes and daily sundries can be repurchased, but the wardrobe at home still has the scarves that his mother knitted for him two years ago, as well as some small handmade items. He doesn’t want any of them. Falling down, he didn't want to be in the hands of others, so he came back to get it by himself.

Pass through the living room and go up the stairs. His room is the innermost one on the second floor.Ye Wei'an walked quickly through the corridor on the second floor, and when he was two-thirds of the way there, he suddenly heard a strange scream.

It turned out that there was someone at home.

Ye Wei'an frowned slightly, not wanting to see anyone in the family, walking towards his room without stopping.

When he reached the door, he froze severely.

The door of the room opened a small gap.

Has anyone been here?

Ye Wei'an was extremely displeased, the disgust in his heart was getting heavier and heavier, he was holding the doorknob, and was about to push the door in, but he raised his eyes, and saw the situation inside the room through the narrow gap.

In an instant, the blood froze, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound.

Two white bodies rolled and entangled in front of his eyes, and suppressed voices came out one after another. Aunt Wang, who had always been regarded as a best friend by his mother, had exquisite makeup and hugged Ye Feng tightly.

Ye Wei'an's pupils dilated slightly, his whole body was seized by extreme shock, the tip of his tongue and lips were trembling, and then, a strong nausea filled his heart, like an ice pick, piercing his whole heart with cold and stiff.

This is his room!

His mother is still in the hospital!

Ye Wei'an didn't remember what he was thinking at that time, but he only remembered that when he regained consciousness, he had already rushed into the room, picked up the desk lamp by the bed, and slammed Ye Feng's head hard!

Blood mixed with screams, cursing mixed with blows, Ye Wei'an's blood was completely stimulated, and he punched his father tirelessly.

While Wang Meiqin was crying and begging for mercy, his eyes were bloodshot and he wrestled with Ye Feng. At that time, he suddenly remembered what others said about his mother: "A good strong woman married a trash husband. She has a strong temper. In the end, I didn’t do anything because of my husband, and spent half my life angry with her husband, and even made myself sick, it’s not worth it.”

"Oh, when I got married, I thought it was a loving couple, but it turned out that she was loving with her heart, and the other heart had already flown away. It's not worth living this half of my life."

Not worth it.

Ye Wei'an will always remember these three words.

Is it worth loving someone?

Not worth it.

Whether it was Jiang Suiyu in the past or Jiang Suiyu now, as long as it is associated with "love" or "like", it will become worthless. Everything is the most beautiful when it is in its hazy appearance.

The verdant ginkgo leaves drew afterimages on the car window, imprinted into the black pupils of the eyes, Ye Weian tilted his head to look at the street tree on one side, the sunlight fell from the bridge of the nose, and outlined almost perfect ups and downs on the chin and Adam's apple, sinking into the Inside buttoned shirt.

It was early summer, but there seemed to be seeds sprouting in his heart, Ye Wei'an slowly clenched his fists, and pressed down on the buds that had just poked out his head.

Old Master Ye was so enthusiastic that he overcame Ye Wei'an who was like a door god every day, took Han You out of the university, and forced him to ask Jiang Suiyu to come to his house for a meal.

Han You complained endlessly, one side was the old man's fiery enthusiasm, the other side was Ye Wei'an's frozen deterrence, both left and right were dead, he chose to die decently.

So Jiang Suiyu received a message from Han You, saying that Mr. Ye admired his young man very much and wanted to invite him to his house for a meal.

Jiang Suiyu was very surprised. He had only met Mr. Ye once, so he didn't know what Mr. Ye saw in him.After thinking about it, I feel that the old man may feel that he is lonely and a little pitiful, and wants to take care of him more.

In addition to being grateful, Jiang Suiyu really wanted to decline, but this was what the old man meant. If he did, he would be too ungrateful, so he agreed.

At the same time that he responded, Jiang Suiyu also sent a message to Ye Wei'an, explaining the cause and effect.Ye Wei'an's reply was quick.

"Understood, I will go too."

Jiang Suiyu breathed a sigh of relief, with Ye Wei'an around, he could always be more at ease and not be too restrained.Taking advantage of the tight schedule of the crew, Jiang Suiyu asked Ye Wei'an about the old man's preferences, and on the agreed night, he left the house an hour early with a box of carefully selected rare tea cakes and a set of high-quality tea sets.

As soon as he walked out of the house, a black Rolls-Royce parked next to him honked its horn twice, and then the window was lowered, Ye Wei'an poked his head out slightly: "Come up."

Jiang Suiyu was overwhelmed, carried his things into the car, carefully held the gift in his arms, and said in surprise, "Why didn't you call me when you came?"

Ye Wei'an understated: "I just arrived."

Jiang Suiyu breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

The driver in the front row glanced at the rearview mirror, saw the warning in Ye Wei'an's eyes, tried hard to control his facial expression, and drove without saying a word.

They had obviously been waiting for almost an hour!

The car parked steadily outside Ye's house, the housekeeper graciously stepped forward to open the door, Jiang Suiyu greeted the old man politely, and walked into the house with them.

The large dining table was filled to the brim. When Mr. Ye saw Jiang Suiyu, he was very happy, and when he saw the things in Jiang Suiyu's hand, he was even more happy. He said, "Oh, what are you doing with such an expensive thing?" While carefully putting the tea cakes on the cabinet, for fear that one might break them with force.

A few people sat down, Mr. Ye's enthusiasm could burn the Sahara Desert, this one also wants to be Jiang Suiyu, that also wants to be Jiang Suiyu, Jiang Suiyu held the bowls in both hands, took them one by one, Ye Weian said on the side : "He doesn't eat celery."

"Okay, okay." Old Master Ye put down the celery and replaced it with sliced ​​boiled pork.

"Sliced ​​boiled pork is too spicy, he can't eat spicy food." Ye Wei'an said again.

"Oh oh oh." Old Master Ye threw away the sliced ​​meat and picked up a piece of beef brisket.

"This piece is too fat, it's not tasty." Just as Ye Wei'an finished speaking, Mr. Ye threw his chopsticks and shouted, "You go to the living room for me, and we will serve it after we finish eating!"

Ye Wei'an picked up a strand of vermicelli, put it in Jiang Suiyu's bowl, and said flatly, "I don't."

With two simple words, Jiang Suiyu heard a bit of rebellion and arrogance.

Mr. Ye was angry: "You treat everyone like you, you don't eat this or that, and you live by drinking dew every day."

Ye Wei'an: "He's not picky eaters, but you can't feed him randomly, it's easy to spoil him."

Mr. Ye was furious instantly, thinking what a mess, you treat me as a cat?Jiang Suiyu hurriedly picked up celery with his chopsticks, and comforted him: "It's not that I don't want to eat it, but I don't like it very much. Grandpa's celery is delicious."

Grandpa Ye smiled for a moment, as if offering a treasure: "Right! Our little Gu has been cooking at home for decades, so I'll say she's at the level of a chef."

Jiang Suiyu nodded: "Yeah, auntie is very good at cooking, and the celery is very tasty. I want to learn how to make it later."

"Okay, okay, I'll let her teach you after dinner." Mr. Ye was very happy.

Ye Wei'an: "Celery is salty, don't imitate it."

Jiang Suiyu glanced at him, held the bowl and said, "I don't."

Ye Wei'an: "..."

Grandpa Ye laughed loudly, his love for Jiang Suiyu was beyond words, and based on Ye Wei'an's understanding of his old man, this expression was saying: even if he and Jiang Suiyu can't get along, the old man still wants to recognize a godson.

... It's not impossible.

Ye Wei'an bit off the tip of the baby cabbage, thinking so, his lips curled up slightly.

After eating, Ye Wei'an glanced at the table, but didn't say anything, Mr. Ye understood: "I want to ask if there is any soup, right?"

Ye Wei'an: "Yes."

Ye Lao ordered the simmering corn ribs soup to be served, Jiang Suiyu's heart moved slightly, but Ye Wei'an's expression remained the same, and he personally reached out to serve him a bowl.Jiang Suiyu took it with both hands respectfully, and just took a sip when he heard Mr. Ye say, "Xiao An should be discharged from the hospital soon."

Ye Wei'an: "Yes."

Ye Lao: "Suiyu, I have a heartfelt request. You see, Xiao An was injured, so he inevitably felt uncomfortable, and he was alone when he went home. I heard from Xiaoyou that you live alone. Otherwise...would you like to go to Xiaoan's house to accompany him?"

"Cough." Jiang Suiyu choked on a mouthful of soup and immediately coughed.

Ye Lao was full of embarrassment: "Don't be afraid, the old man is not forcing you, but he just thinks that you are all alone, so you might as well live together as companions."

Jiang Suiyu took the tissue from Ye Wei'an, wiped the soup on his mouth, and said awkwardly, "Boss Ye's family... is alone?"

Ye Lao: "Although Xiao'an's family has a lot of helpers, they are not friends."

Jiang Suiyu faced the old man's expectant eyes, his ears turned red from embarrassment, he sneaked a glance at Ye Wei'an, and signaled him to say something quickly.

Ye Wei'an looked displeased: "Grandpa, don't force others to make things difficult for you."

Ye Lao: "Okay, I'm being abrupt, so forget it if you don't want to."

Jiang Suiyu smiled awkwardly, while Ye Wei'an pointed at the table, thought for a moment, and said slowly: "I am willing."

Jiang Suiyu:?

Ye Wei'an raised his eyebrows: "You completely offended Ning Xiao, and you still feel at ease living alone?"

Jiang Suiyu: "Although...but..."

Ye Wei'an: "No, but, it's decided for now."

Jiang Suiyu: "Actually, I can make Ma Cheng..."

Ye Wei'an was categorical: "No."

He approached Jiang Suiyu, both of them were sitting, Ye Weian was more oppressive because of his height, Jiang Suiyu unconsciously leaned back slightly, his whole body was suppressed by Ye Weian, he could only stare at each other With black eyes, I heard him say: "If Ning Xiao decides to take revenge, it will be more terrifying than you imagined."

Jiang Suiyu: "But it's been fine for so long."

Ye Wei'an: "Are you betting with him?"

Jiang Suiyu remained silent.

When the old man saw that there was something going on, his spirits were lifted, and he kept winking at Ye Wei'an, signaling him to make persistent efforts and add fuel to the fire.

Ye Wei'an, however, let Jiang Suiyu go when he was excited, withdrew his body, and said calmly: "In short, it's decided, you come to my house for a while, and wait until you are sure that Ning Xiao has no intention of revenge. go back."

Jiang Suiyu: "I have the right to refuse."

Ye Wei'an: "I also have the right to fire you."

Jiang Suiyu:?

He looked at the old man accusingly, but the old man pretended to be deaf and dumb at this moment, took the teacup handed by the butler, drank tea leisurely, and let out a contented sigh.

That night, Jiang Suiyu was forced to get in Ye Wei'an's car, and followed the car to Ye Wei'an's house.He stood in the European-style living room with a broken face: "At least let me get a change of clothes and pajamas!"

"Use mine." Ye Wei'an calmly "walked" past him.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Xiaoyu: Change the bed, I can't sleep.

Lao Ye: Then come to my bed.

Xiaoyu: I don't!

Lao Ye: ...

Lao Ye deeply realized that his position as the head of the family was in jeopardy, and decided to do something to strengthen his position (hehehe. jpg)