In fact, the foreign-related hotel where Song Weilan lives is not very far from Ye Tian's house, just outside the Jianguo Gate, close to ** Square and the Forbidden City.

The taxi stopped at the door of the hotel, and a doorman grabbed it and opened the door, but after seeing that Ye Tian was Chinese, his face couldn't help but be a little disappointed, China has not had the habit of tipping in these years.

However, Master Ye is in a good mood today, and after staying on Hong Kong Island for a few days, he has also developed a sense of being paid for his services, so he took out a Hong Kong dollar with a face value of 100 yuan from his pocket and handed it over.

"Thank you, sir, please go this way!"

The smile on the face of the doorman who made a small fortune immediately became sunny, and led Ye Tian into the hotel.

But the taxi driver behind him is very unhappy, dare to love himself for driving a car all the way and not making more money than others pull the door, this guy wonders if it's time to make up for English to apply for a doorman?

"Sir, please go!"

The doorman diligently pressed the elevator to the eighteenth floor for Ye Tian, and when the elevator door closed, Ye Tian's right hand carrying things was raised, and the paleness on the joints showed that his heart was not as calm as his face showed.

"Ding Dong!"

The elevator stopped on the eighteenth floor, Ye Tian took a deep breath, raised his feet and walked out, but as soon as he got out of the elevator, he was stopped by someone.

"I'm sorry, sir, in order to protect the safety of our customers, you need to register your personal information to enter this floor!"

A young man in a black suit and bow tie scanned Ye Tian's face, as if he wanted to judge whether he was a bad guy or not.

This foreign-related hotel is managed by Shangri-La Hotel Management Group, which has hosted dozens of heads of state and government, and is very concerned about security issues, with a special security force on the floor of the presidential suite.

Not far from the man in a black suit, there was a foreign girl with blond hair and blue eyes and a hot body, who also looked at Ye Tian curiously, and there seemed to be a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Good. Here are my documents. I'm here to visit Ms. Song Weilan, who lives in that room! Ye Tian took out his ID card and handed it to the young man.

"Ye Tian? Why did the surname Ye come to find that woman? ”

The security guard muttered imperceptibly, he has been working here for a few years, and he has seen many big people living in the presidential suite, but the woman who moved in a few days ago was a little strange.

In the first few days after Ms. Song moved in, there was an endless stream of people who came to visit, and several of them were even wealthy people known to the security guard.

But without exception, the lady Song turned them all away. None of them could step into that presidential suite.

The only two men who seemed to be able to enter this room were the old man Song who had just retired from the leadership position, and the other was a middle-aged man surnamed Ye.

With Song Haotian's identity, the security guard will naturally not be surprised to see the mysterious Ms. Song.

But Ye Dongping, who doesn't look amazing, can enter and exit here freely, but it makes him a little more guessed in his heart, and now he will see Ye Tian again. This young man who entered the hotel after being discharged from the army. There was another hint of enlightenment.

"Sir, please wait a moment, I want to inform Ms. Song!"

After the security guard registered Ye Tian's information, he was just about to turn around when he heard a crisp voice behind him: "No need to notify, I'll lead him in!" ”

This voice made Ye Tian and the security guard follow the prestige at the same time, if it wasn't for the person standing in front of him, Ye Tian really couldn't believe that this proficient Mandarin was actually issued by her.

The person who spoke was the foreign woman standing not far from here, after Ye Tian entered this floor. Her gaze didn't seem to take her eyes off Ye Tian. …,

"Yes, Miss Anna!" The security guard agreed and got out of the way that blocked Ye Tian.

"Miss Anna, huh? Please lead the way! ”

Walking to Anna's side, Ye Tiancai found that this woman's figure was a few centimeters taller than he had seen, and she was almost as tall as herself in flat shoes.

What's worse is that this foreign girl's figure is not ordinarily good, and the tall twin peaks on her chest seem to break through the shackles of the tight leather coat and pop out. Ye Tian was a little dizzy when he saw it.

"Good!" Anna glanced at Ye Tian again, didn't say anything, turned around and walked in front, revealing her graceful figure in front of Ye Tian.

"I'm Anna, please open the door!"

Coming to the door of the presidential suite made of sandalwood, Anna rang the doorbell, but Ye Tian Ye Tian was a little strange that the girl did not explain her arrival.

"It's coming!" A middle-aged man's voice came out.

While waiting for the door to open, Anna suddenly took a step back slightly, and just as the plump twin peaks were about to be fixed on Ye Tian's chest, she paused and whispered: "The master misses you very much, and often looks at your photos and tears, please don't make the master sad!" ”

No matter what the relationship between this foreign girl and her mother was, Ye Tian heard a kind of care for Song Weilan from her mouth, nodded immediately, and said, "I know, thank you!" ”

"Leaf ...... Ye Tian, how can you ...... Why are you? ”

When the door opened, Ye Dongping, who was standing in front of the door, was a little dumbfounded, although he yelled at his son yesterday, but with his understanding of his son, I'm afraid Ye Tian will have to struggle for a few days before he comes back, right?

Just now, Ye Dongping was still comforting his wife and giving Ye Tian a little time to calm down, but what he didn't expect was that only twelve hours after talking on the phone, his son who was far away in Hong Kong appeared in front of him, making him unprepared.

"Anna, who is it? Didn't you say don't take people inside? ”

Song Weilan's slightly lazy voice sounded, her identity is not a secret in some circles in China, so after coming back, some so-called world friends annoyed her, and simply arranged for Anna to stop passengers at the elevator.

"Smack!"

When Song Weilan crossed Ye Dongping's shoulder and saw Ye Tian, the cup of tea in her hand fell to the ground unconsciously, and the sudden appearance of her son made Song Weilan stunned.

Seeing this scene, Anna, who was standing in front of the door, gently closed the door, Anna had followed Song Weilan for more than ten years, and naturally knew the pain and expectation in her heart.

Looking at Song Weilan in front of her, who was wearing a plain yellow dress, Ye Tian's expression was also a little trance...... Is it the mother?

The mother who appeared in Ye Tian's dream since she was a child has always been vague, and Ye Tian, who had a grudge against her mother at that time, always thought that her mother was not good-looking.

So the graceful and even a little weak woman in front of him made Ye Tian not believe that she was his mother for a while, his lips kept trembling, and Ye Tian didn't call out those two words after all.

"Bastard boy, why don't you call your mother when you see it?!"

Ye Dongping slapped his son's head, but although he was ruthless, when it fell on Ye Tian's head, it was light, because his eyes were still full of tears at this time.

Since he was a child, Ye Dongping felt a little ashamed of his son.

Especially after Ye Tian asked where his mother was beaten by him for the first time, and Ye Tian never mentioned a word about his mother again, whenever other people's parents took their children out to play, Ye Dongping's heart hurt like a knife.

So for this scene, Ye Dongping has been waiting for more than 20 years, and the desire for the child to see his mother is even stronger than that of reuniting with his wife.

"Dongping, no...... You are not allowed to hit your son! Seeing Ye Dongping slap her son, Song Weilan suddenly came to her senses, rushed up like a lioness protecting her cubs, and pushed Ye Dongping away fiercely, tears had already blurred her vision.

"I ...... You, Dad......"

Seeing the tears in the eyes of his father and the woman in front of him, Ye Tiantie's hard heart became soft, and Song Weilan's face seemed to gradually merge with his mother in his dream.

"Child...... Child, Mom...... Mommy I'm sorry for you! ”

No matter how strong a woman is, when facing her child who has been separated for 20 years, she will behave the same as Song Weilan, and the feeling of hesitation and helplessness makes her extremely vulnerable at this time.

"Veran, you...... How is it bleeding from your legs? ”

Ye Dongping, who was pushed away by his wife, suddenly saw a scratch on Song Weilan's calf, and the blood had been left along the calf to the surface of the foot, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

"What?"

Ye Tian was also shocked when he heard this, and looked down, the red blood was so dazzling in his eyes for the first time, and before he had time to think about it, Ye Tian grabbed Song Weilan's waist with his right hand and hugged her horizontally.

"Stinky boy, this ...... Is this what I'm supposed to do? ”

Seeing his son walking to the sofa in the living room with his wife in his arms, Ye Dongping, who rushed forward but hugged an empty one, couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, and said that his son was a big light bulb, as expected?

"You're fine, it's just that the teacup is rubbed some, and you don't need to bandage it!"

After putting Song Weilan on the sofa, Ye Tian carefully examined the wound, but he was relieved, it was a coincidence, the whole room was the point at the door that did not have a floor, which made Song Weilan injured.

"Mom...... I, I'm fine, kid, you still won't forgive me? ”

When she was picked up by her son, Song Weilan's heart beat like an eighteen-year-old girl, but when she heard Ye Tian call herself, Song Weilan couldn't help but show a look of disappointment on her face.

Although the word "you" is an honorific title, it is far from the title that Song Weilan expected, seeing that her son still refuses to call herself a mother, the tears in Song Weilan's eyes welled up again.

"This ...... This, don't cry, Dad...... "Where did Ye Tian have this kind of experience, he could only turn back to his father for help-

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