"Dad......" Xiao Yu shouted again, and his timid appearance looked particularly cute.

Ye Hao frowned, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and finally he put the child down and let him sit on the sofa.

Han Xue saw this scene in her eyes, she pursed her lips tightly, and there was some joy on her face.

Sure enough, the child can make the man in front of him no longer so indifferent.

"Ye Hao!" Han Xue's voice softened.

Ye Hao turned his head to look out the window irritably.

"You get out." He waved his hand, with that very impatient look on his face, and even some anxiety, because he sent that he also had some unbearable feelings for the child in front of him.

Han Xue still didn't get up.

"Ye Hao, we ......"

"Get out!"

Han Xue didn't finish speaking, and heard Ye Hao's violent snort.

Han Xue: ......

Han Xue's face froze, and what she wanted to say was forcibly deflated in her heart, seeing that the man was already so displeased, she picked up her son with interest, turned around and walked out. As she went out, she glanced back at the large wedding photos hanging in the room, the glaring photos, and she swore that she would change them one day.

The room fell silent for a moment, so quiet that only the sound of a man's breathing was heard.

Ye Hao sat on the sofa with a very solemn expression on his face.

He reached into the pocket of his coat, pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out a lighter, lit one, and began to swallow the clouds.

He doesn't like to smoke, and now he smokes a lot, and sometimes even smokes a pack. It is said that men are not smoking cigarettes but lonely, and this is exactly the case.

In the past few years, only he knows the pain in his heart, and the remorse that he can't forgive himself.

Every time he thinks of some things in the past, he is bored.

He didn't know what kind of life he was living now, he just felt that life was very boring. He didn't want to go home, he didn't want to see a home he wasn't familiar with, and he wasn't in the mood to go to any entertainment.

It's as if he can't be interested in anything in life.

He came back to this house once in a while, just because there were still people he cared about, and his mother, his daughter.

Now that the Ye family is all his, the Ye family is also his, and since his father's death, he has inherited everything. But he wasn't happy when he got the things he used to think were important.

Now he even finds life boring.

Looking up, he glanced at the large wedding photos hanging on the wall. Just one glance, his eyes felt like they had been stabbed, and they hurt a lot.

In the photo, his former wife is smiling, and the happiness on her face can't be hidden.

And now she's a pile of bones, and he hasn't found her bones.

He is really a very hateful person, he harmed a woman's life, causing her to say goodbye to this world at the age of 27.

She loves life so much, she likes to paint, she likes to design, she likes to eat a lot of delicious food, but he makes her despair of life to suicide.

Every time he thought of this, Ye Hao was annoyed and hated.

What annoys him is his boring life now, and what he hates is why he didn't cherish her well, why he didn't fulfill the promise he made to her, and why he let things develop the way they are.

Smoke rings were spit out, and soon the room was filled with the smell of tobacco.