The car gradually started, Concubine Ye leaned beside Su Mohan, and couldn't help but whisper: "Su Mohan." ”

"Huh?"

"It's nice to have you here."

Su Mohan turned her head and gently lifted her chin, the water in her eyes flowed, and she kissed lightly in each other's gaze.

"I know now that I'm good."

Concubine Ye blushed and hugged his arm, and said softly: "I always knew it~"

The corners of Su Mohan's lips hooked up a shallow arc, turned his head to look out the window, the winter snow was quietly melting, the willow branches had already sent out tender shoots, the sun was slightly drunk, and the car was overflowing with warmth, he seemed to smell a taste called happiness.

Under Concubine Ye's stickiness, the two returned to the Su family villa together.

But when I walked into the living room, I saw a few more figures in the room, sitting straight one by one, and there was a strong aura of 'I'm very unhappy' all around me.

Concubine Ye turned her head to glance at Su Mohan, obviously sensing that the atmosphere was obviously wrong, which made her and Su Mohan can't help but stop.

At this moment, Song Zhenhai was sitting on the side of the sofa with a cane in both hands, wearing a Tang costume, while Ye Tiancheng was holding Xuanxuan, with a little smile on his face, but the moment he saw Concubine Ye and Su Mohan, he retracted.

Yin Shaolong didn't know when he came over, leaning on the sofa as if he had no bones.

Chu Zheng Heiying sat at the other end, his face was cold, and he had a straight face, although he couldn't tell if the two of them were angry, he could also see that he was definitely not happy.

After seeing the two of them, Ye Tiancheng immediately reached out and handed Xuanxuan back to the nanny in his arms, and tightened his face, as if he was afraid that no one would know that he was very unhappy.

The eyes of several people fell on Concubine Ye and Su Mohan, Concubine Ye couldn't help but feel a little weak, took Su Mohan's hand a little harder, and dodged behind him.

"Coming back?" Song Zhenhai was the first to speak.

"Yes." Su Mohan responded calmly.

Concubine Ye couldn't help but roll her eyes behind him, thinking: Hey, big brother, do you want to be so arrogant?

"I still know to come back!" Song Zhenhai was very angry, and when he opened his mouth, it was like a lit cannonball, which made Concubine Ye a little worried about whether he could still bear it at this age.

I thought that Su Mohan would still sneer at him, after all, he was going back to his own home......

What is surprising is that he didn't speak, just calmly pulled Concubine Ye to the sofa and sat down, with a good attitude, but what kind of posture can you put me!

Concubine Ye had to come out from behind him and sit beside him slowly, with her waist straight and her hands flat on her thighs, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as sitting upright.

Quietly raised his head and looked at the few people with ugly faces on the other side.

After clearing her throat, Concubine Ye stretched out her hand to say hello: "Hi~ Grandpa, Dad, why are you here?" ”

"Can't we come! This is disgusting with our old bones, isn't it! ”

Before Concubine Ye's gentle voice fell, it was covered by a loud roar that looked like a landslide.

Because her voice is really loud, and she can even be called full of energy, Concubine Ye subconsciously raised her hand to block her ears, but she could still feel that across the very wide coffee table, her grandfather's spit was sprayed on her face!

Song Zhenhai was very angry, roaring while knocking on the crutches in his hand, every word was very heavy, as if it was not enough to relieve the anger in his heart.