The evil satan, the domineering president, be gentle

Ye Xuanmin sat in his studio, his eyes fell on the mobile phone on the table,

In the dark night, the screen emits a faint blue light, because of the vibration, spinning on the table, and the leaf displayed on it is calling,

Obviously he is his flesh and blood, but he still coldly gives this phone number a cold name, Ye Changfa, not Dad, Dad, this word is too far away, in his memory, he never seems to have really loved his mother and himself,

Memories drift away,

In the dimly lit hospital, the ceiling fan rotated in the upper room of the ward, making the sound of brushing the wind.

The whole room was filled with a cold and faint smell of alcohol potion, which made even normal people feel unconsciously tense, a little boy lay on the hospital bed, grabbed the woman's hand, and said seriously: "Mom, you must get better...... You have to get better...... You've got to get better......"

There are no other lines, just repeat them over and over again, and I don't get tired of it, I'm afraid that the woman on the hospital bed didn't hear it,

After a long time, the little boy's voice changed tone, dark and low, and there was no longer a childish voice like a child.

"Mom, you must get better,"

I don't know how many times the little boy said it, maybe the woman's illness has improved, maybe it was the little boy's call that pulled her back from the pain, the woman opened her eyes and looked at the little boy lightly, she stretched out her hand tremblingly, the little boy saw it, and hurriedly handed out his little hand: "Mom...... You have to get better, don't leave me alone, okay,"

The little boy didn't cry, but there was a thick pleading written in his eyes,

The woman nodded vigorously: "Okay, mom will be angry...... Force, you... It won't be ...... One person's,"

The words she said were fragmented and incomplete, but the little boy didn't care, and stroked the woman's face with his other hand: "Well, I'll wait for my mother to get better, and then I'll go home with Minmin," The home is getting bigger and bigger, and without a mother's home, no matter how big it is, it's just a cold place, even colder than this ward, which makes people afraid,

"Hmm," the woman's tears slipped from the corners of her eyes,

The eyes are gently closed, and the breathing becomes weaker and weaker,

The little boy didn't know, he still held his mother's hand, but he felt that his hand became very cold, and only then did he feel deep fear, and his little hand kept rubbing his mother's hand, just hoping that she could become warm again,

But, no matter what you do, you can't heat it up anymore,

Later, the man came, just looked at her silently, the expression on his face was indifferent and formulaic, without even a trace of sadness,

The little boy didn't cry, just watched his mother being sent into the cold morgue with the sheets, standing faintly in the crowd, not crying or making trouble, so cold that now when he smells alcohol, his heart still hurts faintly,

The mobile phone on the table doesn't seem to be deflated, it's been calling,

Finally, Ye Xuanmin stretched out his hand and dialed the mobile phone on the table,

"Hyun Min, why did you only answer my call now," Ye Changfa's questioning voice came from the microphone,

"Is there anything wrong," said coldly, more precious than to a stranger,

"Why are you talking to me like this, do you treat me as your father, don't think that I have been following you, so I can't do anything about you," Ye Changfa's voice was cold,

"Let's just say it," Ye Changfa called him, there must be something,

Otherwise, he didn't regard him as a father, and asked himself if he regarded himself as a son, and he would only call him when something happened.

"Okay, Song Jiani, the daughter of the director of Dahua Electronics, is my wife in your favor, she is not only beautiful, but also very capable, she is about to return from studying in Switzerland, and marrying Dahua Electronics is also good for our Ye family...... I've made an appointment for you,"

"I'm not interested," Ye Xuanmin said lightly,

"You haven't seen it, why don't you say you're not interested," Ye Changfa held back his anger and asked,

"I've never been interested in the woman who came to the door, if you think the marriage will be good, you are also single now, and it is not bad for you to marry her," Ye Xuanmin deliberately used a mocking tone when he said this,

"You rebel," Ye Changfa roared: "It seems that I am too merciful to you, and regard my tolerance of you as indulgence, no matter how you don't want to recognize me, you are also a member of the Ye family, this time, Song Jiani, you must marry, if you don't marry, I will naturally find a way to let you marry her, and besides, don't bring me that kind of messy woman back to our Ye family, I Ye Changfa will never admit it,"

Ye Xuanmin hung up the phone, and then pressed the shutdown,

He will never listen to Ye Changfa's manipulation, his tolerance is regarded as indulgence, is it tolerated, but it is just to give him food, give him clothes, and let the servants take care of him, his affection for Sister Ping is deeper than that of his biological father, and the moment his mother left, his mother's pale face, his indifferent eyes, he will definitely not forget it in his life,

On the other side, Ye Xuanmin's eyes became cold,

Since Yulan's death, he has never eliminated his hostility towards him, in fact, he has feelings of guilt towards Yulan and Ye Xuanmin, but many things have never been revealed.

In the thick of the night, a Boeing airliner slowly came from Northern Europe.

The dazzling light in the inky sky, drawing a beautiful line, if you don't look carefully, others are just a bright meteor in the night,

rushed into the run, and after a long buffer, the plane came to a steady stop,

The beautiful flight attendant lady broadcast the voice in a sweet voice, and the passengers stepped off the plane one after another,

A pair of beautiful water eyes flashed with a smart luster, a small thin lip hooked a gentle smile, the white and tender little hands put the hat on the head next to her, stood up, a fresh and elegant dress in a water blue dress, and depicted her long body shockingly.

She carried a small handbag and stepped off the plane.

Everywhere she goes, she seems to be that beautiful landscape,

There were a few brave men and women who took out their phones and wanted to ** her picture,

She saw it, and she didn't shout, let alone dodge, but just smiled softly at them, which was still convenient for them to take pictures of beautiful moments.

Those who took the mobile phone couldn't help but be startled, they didn't expect to be so good-tempered,

"Wow...... Even if you are beautiful, you have such a good temper,"

"Could it be a movie star?"

"I've never seen it before, it's much better than some movie stars,"

“……”

Song Jiani is very accustomed to hearing such praise, but she is just smiling gently, and gently holding the small handbag in her hand,