The coachman jumped out of the carriage as before, lifted the curtain, and just wanted to make a sound, he saw Ye Jingsheng make a silent gesture, so he closed his mouth in understanding.

Ye Jingsheng's eyebrows drooped slightly, looking at the girl sleeping in his arms, and there were faint tears on his cheeks. One leaned over and picked up the girl, got out of the carriage, and walked into the courtyard.

Along the way, the maids and servants all automatically backed down, but behind their backs, they snickered that the young master was moved by his true feelings, and he treated the young grandmother very well. Ye Jingsheng walked straight into the room, bypassed the landscape screen, gently put the girl in his arms on the bed, and stretched out his hand to pull the brocade quilt to cover it.

Looking at the girl's frowning brows, Ye Jingsheng's thumb gently slid over the girl's cheek, wiping the faint tears for her. Suddenly, a handsome girl flashed in his mind, Ye Jingsheng suddenly withdrew his hand, turned around and walked out.

At this moment, the sky is cloudy and dark, but the sky is filled with a few traces of sunset, mixed with colors, just like Ye Jingsheng's heart at this moment, chaotic.

Ye Jingsheng put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and gently rubbed his fingers behind him. The dark sky gradually transformed into the appearance of a girl, with delicate facial features, fair skin, shoulder-length hair, and red lips, as if calling him.

"Keiko." Ye Jingsheng was a little distracted, and couldn't help but call.

"Ahem." Ye Jingsheng, who was startled by a heavy cough, missed a beat of his heartbeat, turned around to look, and at some point, Ye Qianzhong stood behind him. "Daddy." Ye Jingsheng turned around and shouted in a rare and serious manner.

Ye Qianzhong frowned, "I didn't let you go to Buzhuang, why did you come back so soon." Also, what's wrong with Su Wan, I heard the servant say that she was carried back by you. ”

Ye Jingsheng lowered his head and hung his hands to the side, "Su Wan is still young, Xu is not used to leaving home, and she is a little sad to cry, so I sent her back." As for Buzhuang, we'll go back tomorrow. ”

"Nonsense!" Ye Qianzhong said sharply: "When your mother married me, she was only as old as Su Wan, why didn't I hear that your mother was uncomfortable leaving home." She is a female streamer who is not sensible, can't you, who is a husband, educate you! Is her sadness important, or is the Ye family's industry important! ”

"Am I her husband?" Ye Jingsheng raised his head and looked at Ye Qianzhong without fear, "At the beginning, I tried my best to resist this family business, but you sent someone to tie me back!" I have no mercy or intention to get along with her, but I am delaying her good years, and I owe it to her. Now she is sad and sad to leave home, but you have made me focus on industry. Dad, in your eyes, we are just a stepping stone for the Ye family's industry! ”

"Enough!" Ye Qianzhong interrupted sharply, "I'll tell you, put away your careful thoughts." I don't care what mess you've learned outside, but you have to take care of your ancestors' inheritance! I also told you, as far as the Japanese you like, as long as I live for a day, she will not be able to enter the door of my Ye family for a day! You, Ye Jingsheng, now have a wife, she is Yan Suwan! Cut off your fancy intestines for me! Ye Qianzhong shook his arm and turned away angrily. Ye Jingsheng, who was left alone with grief and indignation, stood in the corridor, shook his palm, and slammed it heavily on the vermilion lacquer railing, letting out a muffled snort.

Ye Jingsheng raised his eyes, and saw that in the room, under the flickering candle flame, the girl Yingying was standing by the door, with a pair of eyes, revealing indescribable emotions. "Su Wan. You,"

Su Wan's eyebrows drooped slightly, and her eyes fell on the young man's blood-stained hand. The little foot moved slightly, crossed the threshold, and slowly walked in front of the boy.

"Su Wan." Ye Jingsheng looked at the girl who walked over like a stiff body, and his heart was filled with strange pain.

Su Wan didn't seem to hear Ye Jingsheng's voice, but gently picked up Ye Jingsheng's bleeding right hand and wrapped the silk handkerchief in her hand around the palm of her hand. Ye Jingsheng looked at the girl's movements, his eyebrows lowered, but he couldn't see the look on the girl's face.

"My husband is a good person." After a long time, I heard Su Wan's voice, "It was Su Wan who shackled her husband's footsteps." Su Wan held the hand wrapped in a silk handkerchief, and there was a faint sadness in her tone, "The person in the husband's heart is not Su Wan, Su Wan is willing to let go of her husband's hand, I only wish that my husband can be happy and happy." ”

Su Wan slowly put down Ye Jingsheng's hand and raised her head, with tears in her eyes, but the corners of her lips were curved. Ye Jingsheng, who was watching, felt uncomfortable.