Ye Xiaobei chatted with the second elder in the hall, and soon Ye's mother came into the kitchen to help.

Ye Ran turned his head to look when he heard the movement, and when he looked at Ye Mu's eyes full of guilt, the look on his face was stunned, and he showed a shallow smile, and after retracting his gaze, he said with a chuckle.

"Mom, why did you get in? I'll just leave it to myself. ”

Her subordinates kept moving, quickly stir-frying the sweet and sour pork ribs in the pan, and a few drops of oil splashed on the dark apron, leaving a little mark.

An alluring scent swells between the noses.

When Ye Mu heard this, she just smiled, and then walked to her side and helped cut the onions and garlic in the basket. Talking about homely conversations.

"Dyeing, Mom doesn't know, your cooking skills are so good."

There was some emotion and melancholy between the words.

Five years ago, Ye Ranran's delicate appearance was still vivid, and in a blink of an eye, she was already a mother of a child, and she had good cooking skills.

In the time she can't see, her heart and soul baby are growing rapidly.

Ye Ranran's eyes froze slightly, and after a long while, he bent the corners of his lips and showed a smile of unknown meaning, "Boring days, use it to pass the time." If you do more, you will be better. ”

She didn't say much on the subject, just a few words to bring it over.

Ye Mu lowered her eyes, took the onions in the basket, and then cut them up one by one, the stimulating taste made her eyes red for a while. But it didn't stop, and it continued.

"Dye, mom is sorry for you."

Her voice was extraordinarily low, hiding infinite guilt and remorse.

Ye Ranran's stir-frying action paused, forcibly suppressed the sourness that gushed out from the bottom of his heart, blinked his eyes vigorously, and then said with a smile, "Mom, what are you doing here." Our mother and daughter, where can we say I'm sorry. Didn't you mean to make my heart unbearable? ”

Even if I once complained about Ye's father and Ye's mother in my heart, but that was in the past after all.

How can mother and daughter have an overnight feud?

Some words are not spread out, but they are clear in each other's hearts.

Ye Mu listened to her soft and indifferent voice, but she was even more sad. But she didn't say anything more, just silently finished the sumptuous dinner together.

"Dad, it's time to eat."

The dishes in the kitchen were placed on the dining table in turn, and Ye Ran greeted Father Ye who was sitting on the sofa with a smile in his eyes.

By the time they entered the door, the father and daughter had not spoken except for the first time when she called each other.

When Father Ye heard this, his subordinates paused, but they ignored it.

At this time, Ye Mu walked out of the kitchen, and when she saw him like this, she couldn't help laughing directly.

"Okay, old man, what are you doing now? I don't know who it is, but I'm in a hurry to come when I answer the phone. ”

There was a thick ridicule between the words.

Father Ye put down the newspaper in his hand snapped, stared at Mother Ye with a red face and a faint smile, and wanted to refute, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't spit out a word. I just walked to the table and sat down in a huff, and no one cared.

Seeing him like this, Ye Ran and Ye Mu couldn't help but smile at each other.

There are about ten dishes on a table, with meat and vegetarian combinations, and the color is attractive, which can especially arouse people's appetite.

After a brief chat, the family was ready to start the meal, but at this time, the doorbell suddenly rang, as if with a bit of eagerness.

Ye Ran couldn't help frowning, stopped Ye Mu, got up and walked over, looked out from the cat's eye, but his face was heavy, and he hesitated to stand at the door for a while, but he didn't open the door.

It wasn't until Ye Mu asked strangely that Ye Ran made up her mind, and seeing the man's posture, I was afraid that if she didn't open the door, she would have to press it all night.

"Why are you here?"

As soon as he looked at him, he asked unceremoniously. Blocking the doorway, he looked up at the man in front of him, and didn't mean to let him in.

Feng Lingchen's face was a little ugly, the suit he was wearing was wrinkled, and the aura on his body was also extremely low.

He didn't answer Ye Ranran, glanced into the room, and said, "Let's talk about it when we go in." ”

These four words are sonorous and powerful.

But the woman in front of her raised her eyebrows, and said coldly, "If there is anything, just say it at the door." ”

The big eyes stared at the small eyes, and the two were at a stalemate.

The living room for eating is not very far from the door, but it is not close either. Seeing that Ye Ran was standing there for a while and didn't come back, Ye Mu asked in a loud voice.

"Dye, who are you talking to? Don't block the door, come in and talk about something. ”

Her voice was gentle, with some warmth.

The expression on Ye Ranran's face froze, and he turned his head and just wanted to fool Ye Mu, but Feng Lingchen was the first to speak, seized this gap, held the slender wrist of the woman in front of him, and quickly squeezed in.

"Aunt, I'm Feng Lingchen, a friend of Dyeing."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he introduced himself, and changed his taciturn image in the past, and the smile on his face was gentle and polite.

If she wasn't really sure that the guy in front of her was Feng Lingchen's damn man, she would probably have to suspect who was pretending.

"It's a friend of dyeing, so let's have dinner together."

Ye Mu didn't think so much, greeted enthusiastically, and quickly took out a new pair of dishes and chopsticks from the kitchen and placed them next to Ye Ranran.

Seeing this, Feng Lingchen's eyes moved slightly, glanced sideways at the woman beside him, and strode over no longer politely.

"Thank you, auntie."

The deep voice softened a lot.

Instead, Father Ye looked at this strange man who suddenly came to visit, his eyes were as sharp as knives, with some scrutiny.

Feng Lingchen naturally felt it, but he behaved very calmly and politely from beginning to end, so that people couldn't find the slightest fault.

Ye Ran looked at the scene in front of him, the corners of his lips twitched, and he suddenly felt a little headache. But he could only sit down in his place helplessly, nervously praying that nothing would go wrong.

But she seems to have forgotten something?

Until Ye Xiaobei's milky voice sounded, there was a sound in his heart, as if a basin of cold water was pouring down from his head, and he was cold.

"Daddy!"

Where can the child manage so much, and when he sees the person he has been looking forward to, he runs over. threw himself into Feng Lingchen's arms, and his eyes were full of joy.

But what followed was an atmosphere of instant stagnation.

Before, Ye Xiaobei went into the kitchen to find milk, and Ye Ran didn't take care of him because of Feng Lingchen's arrival, which led to such an embarrassing situation now.

"Daddy, why are you only coming back now? Becky misses you so much. ”

Lying in the man's warm arms, Ye Xiaobei rubbed softly and skillfully sprinkled coquettishly.

This look, no matter who sees it, will feel a little envious.

But the premise is that the onlooker doesn't know the complex relationship inside.

When Father Ye saw the scene in front of him, he directly threw down the dishes and chopsticks, and glared fiercely at Ye Ranran, who was about to lower his head to the ground, but his eyes were more worried and caring.

Mother Ye also came back to her senses in an instant at this moment, compared with Father Ye's face full of anger, her mood was a little complicated. Especially looking at Ye Xiaobei and Feng Lingchen's identical faces.

"Dye, what the hell is going on?"

After a long while, Ye Mu slowly spoke, her eyes swept over a table of delicacies, and sighed silently, it seemed that no one had eaten.

Ye Ran bit his lower lip deadly, but his mind was blank. All this happened too suddenly, and she was not prepared for any psychological preparation at all, and the secret that she had been carefully concealing was exposed in front of people.

Hearing Ye Mu's words, I felt even more guilty. He raised his head with difficulty and opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to start.

Perhaps Ye Xiaobei also noticed the solemnity of the atmosphere at this time, and the original action of laughing with Feng Lingchen also stopped involuntarily. With a pair of big eyes, he looked at everyone.

"Uncle and aunt, we'll talk about this matter in detail later, let's eat first."

Feng Lingchen glanced at the woman beside him, and then said in a deep voice. The meaning between the words is unclear.

Father Ye frowned, suddenly thought of the financial newspaper he had just read and the financial magazine on the table, realized something, and finally nodded.

However, no matter how delicious the meal was, it tasted like chewing wax for everyone present.

Ye Dye's dinner was made relatively early, so it was only six o'clock when he finished eating, and the air ticket was booked at nine o'clock in the evening.

She had never regretted for a moment why she hadn't timed her ticket earlier.

Of course, these can only be thought about in the heart.

After the dinner, Ye Ran was called to the room by Ye Mu, together with Ye Xiaobei, and left the hall to the two men.

The two sat opposite each other, and Father Ye's deep gaze fell on the pile of financial magazines on the coffee table. According to what he knows about his daughter, the most subscribed to are fashion and entertainment magazines, she majored in economics in college, and she complained to him for a long time when she came home.

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive, even suffocatingly low.

Feng Lingchen was actually very nervous in his heart, his palms were all sweaty, and his face was even tighter, this feeling was more thrilling than when he talked about a cooperation of hundreds of millions.

Who called the person sitting across from him to be Ye Ranran's father?

I don't know how long it took, but in the end, it was Father Ye who opened his mouth first, and his voice was very low, even with some majesty, "Mr. Feng, right?" ”

Such a title is not a polite one.

But Feng Lingchen sat up straight as if he had been shocked, with a serious expression, "Uncle can just call me Ling Chen." ”

His tone was sincere, without the slightest perfunctory.

When Father Ye heard this, his expression couldn't help but ease, and when he looked at Feng Lingchen's eyes, they were not so gloomy.