Sicheng, you ......"

"I'll send you in?"

Ye Sicheng's attitude made Ye Gaoyang angry in his heart, he shook his head, turned around and walked towards the house.

Ye Sicheng put his hands on the railing, looking at the garden in the front yard, and only the woman who was tying flowers and smiling was in his eyes.

Once upon a time, he drifted away from her again.

A gust of cold wind blew again, Ye Sicheng took a sip violently, choked himself and coughed violently, and the discomfort spread all over his body, he tightened his clothes, turned around and walked towards the house.

Qin Yumeng paused the movement in his hand and looked at the terrace, his eyes were covered with a layer of fog, and he was actually lost.

"Mengmeng, what are you looking at?"

"Oh, it's okay, Mom."

"Come here, the flower tea is ready, you come and taste it, this is my latest development."

"Okay, I'll come over here."

"How's it smelling?"

"Well, yes, I like the taste."

"Mom, do you need to make the stove bigger?"

"Okay." Wang Qimeng took a sip of flower tea very elegantly, "Mengmeng, mom is very happy today." ”

"I'm happy, too, if only I could do it every day."

The door was pulled open from the inside, and the lamp in front of the door reflected Ye Sicheng's tall figure on the floor tiles of the front garden.

Qin Yumeng squatted by the stove, and the sudden darkness affected her vision, and she turned her head to look at Ye Sicheng.

Ye Sicheng was wrapped in a heavy coat, his face was a little pale, and his eyes only stayed on Qin Yumeng for a few seconds before moving elsewhere.

"Sicheng, you came just in time, try my newly brewed flower tea."

"Yes, aunt."

Ye Sicheng took the flower tea handed to him by Wang Qimeng, sat down on the sofa next to him, and drank it intently, automatically shielding Qin Yumeng throughout the process.

Looking at Ye Sicheng's disapproving expression, Qin Yumeng's anger began to surge in his heart.

"How's it going, is it delicious?"

"The flower tea made by my aunt is still so delicious."

Ye Sicheng put down the cup and stood up, "Auntie, I'll go back first." ”

"Go back so early and don't you want to chat with us?"

"No, aunt, I'm busy, I'll talk to you when I have time."

Qin Yumeng didn't speak, just tinkered with the decorative lamp in his hand with anger.

The wrought iron door slammed gently, Qin Yumeng looked over, watching Ye Sicheng's figure disappear at the door, her mood was extremely lost.

"Moe ......"

"Mom, what do you want to tell me?"

"Is there something wrong with Sicheng?"

"He's always been like this, he's been so weird for so many years, you don't have to defend him, I'm used to his attitude."

The cold wind made Ye Sicheng unbearable, he coughed violently, and walked towards the Ye family at a faster pace.

A familiar figure stood in front of the Ye family's mansion, doing warm-up exercises, and the exhaled air formed a smoke in the air.

Ye Sicheng frowned, ready to walk towards the backyard.

"Huh! Top dog! ”

Ye Sicheng pretended not to hear, quickened his pace and continued to move forward.

"Boss, don't go!"

Huang Chuhan chased after him, reached out and grabbed Ye Sicheng's coat, "Come with me to the hospital." ”

Ye Sicheng stopped, clasped his hands in front of his chest, turned his head, and stared at Huang Chuhan with cold eyes.

"Uh......"

With a cold look in his eyes, Huang Chuhan hurriedly let go of his hand and helped smooth the coat that was scratched by him, "I didn't use my strength, the coat is fine......

"No, no."

Ye Sicheng threw down two words, turned his head and continued to walk towards the backyard.

(End of chapter)