After Han Xue finished speaking, she looked out of the window irritably.

Han Jing frowned depressedly, she always thought that her nephew Xiaoyu would definitely inherit the Ye family's family business, but she didn't think that Ye Hao might also give everything to that little girl.

Especially this castle, she still thinks that she can retire in this castle in the future.

"Xiaoxue, this won't work, you must find a way to let Ye Hao cultivate Xiaoyu as an heir."

Han Xue sneered, she also hoped so, but what could she do.

Mother and daughter have been chattering and dancing in the pantry, but their voices are as small as mosquitoes.

In the upstairs bedroom, Xixi sat on her father's lap and watched her father have a video conference with some colleagues, and she stuck out her little head from time to time to appear in the video.

Dad told her not to talk, which would make them have a meeting, so she didn't speak.

It wasn't until the end of the meeting that she reached out and climbed her father's neck and asked aggrievedly, "Dad, when am I going to move into the apartment?" ”

Xixi is not limited to staying in this house for a moment.

Ye Hao pinched the child's aggrieved little face, and then hugged his daughter tighter.

"Next month, Dad will find someone to design you a beautiful room, and you will live in it again."

"Good! Dad, you have to hurry up" Xixi happily kissed his father on the face. The month is almost over, and next month is just a few days away, and when the time comes, she will go to her father's apartment, so that she will never have to see that shit aunt again.

Ye Hao didn't sleep until late this night, he lay on the bed, but he didn't close his eyes, but looked at the ceiling with white flowers on top.

He hated the nights now, because they were always so long, and he couldn't sleep well.

He has been dreaming about his ex-wife lately, dreaming that his former wife appeared in this castle, such as cooking in the kitchen, such as feeding Xixi, such as sorting out his clothes, but every time he called her in the dream, she didn't answer, as if she didn't know herself.

He thought maybe he was really thinking about it at night and dreaming about it every day, and he dreamed of her coming back.

And every time he woke up, he was in pain, because he knew that the dream was fake, and she was dead.

It's been three years since I died. He would never see her again in his life.

Ye Hao turned over and looked at his daughter sleeping next to him.

His daughter had long since fallen asleep, and he could hear her shallow breathing. He carefully covered his daughter with the quilt, got up again, went to the study next door, and lit a cigarette.

Cigarettes have now become his inseparable belongings, he has to smoke two packs of cigarettes a day, especially at night when he can't sleep, he can smoke more than a dozen cigarettes in a row.

Ye Hao had already smoked the third one, and the study was full of the smell of tobacco, but he didn't feel the same.

At the same time, in the other bedroom downstairs, Han Xue also couldn't sleep.

She was so annoyed that her mind was full of the scene that had happened in the evening. Ye Zixi asked her and her Xiaoyu to get out of the castle, Ye Hao said that she wanted her daughter to live in the apartment, and Ye Hao also said that she couldn't do what she promised, so she rolled up and left.

She is like an outsider, and in this house, Mi has a little right to speak.

What annoyed her even more was that Ye Hao gave this castle to that little girl, and it was even very likely that she would give all her property to Ye Zixi in the future, which she would never accept.