He Xiyan was stunned, her brows furrowed, she bit her lip, something vaguely flashed in her eyes, hesitation or entanglement, there were all there.

"Mom, can you promise me?" Xixi saw that her mother didn't answer, shook her mother's arm, and asked again.

From a very young age, she wished that her parents could be together, and she could see them as soon as she came home, like many of her classmates.

He Xiyan turned his face away at this time, and there was a tangle in his eyes that could not be dispersed.

She was silent for a long time, and her face turned from mildness to ugly.

She didn't nod, just patted her daughter on the shoulder.

Half a minute later, she said, "Let's go down and eat." ”

Xixi, who didn't get an answer, was a little disappointed, but she was still faintly happy in her heart, because her mother didn't directly refuse, which proved that Dad could live here.

Downstairs, Ye Hao seemed to be in a good mood.

He dragged a large box over today, which contained his clothes and some important documents.

He had put all these things in the bedroom where he used to live, the marriage room where he and Yan Yan used to be.

He decided that he would live in the castle from now on, and if she wanted to drive her out, he wouldn't go out.

He Xiyan and Xixi came down from upstairs, Xixi's face returned to calm, and she even became happy, she glanced at her father.

Ye Hao quickly understood, and a shallow smile bloomed at the corner of his lips.

He Xiyan was entangled and depressed in her heart, and she didn't notice the subtle changes in the expressions of the father and daughter, and she walked straight to the restaurant, where the chef had already served all the prepared meals on the table.

Today's cooking is Guang's casserole porridge, a white fungus lotus seed porridge, and a shrimp and chicken porridge. Shioshi likes to drink this porridge lately, so the chef at home often makes it. In addition to the porridge, there are some side dishes, toothpick beef, salted edamame clips, celery fragrant dried ......

He Xiyan gave a bowl of porridge to his daughter, and then another bowl to Ye Hao.

She could see that Ye Hao's left hand couldn't be lifted yet, and his shoulder shouldn't be completely healed.

The three of them had a meal in peace. Although it is a top wealthy family, the food is not much different from ordinary people. After all, no one can eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas every day.

After eating, Xixi quickly returned to his room and left all the space for his parents.

He Xiyan came to the balcony on the second floor, looking at a mountain peak in the distance through the large floor-to-ceiling window, she was holding a cup of lemon tea in her hand, but she didn't drink it, just held the cup with both hands, her eyes were cold, and her expression was entangled.

Ye Hao was standing next to He Xiyan, and the two were separated by a meter away.

He smiled, and did not take his eyes off the woman next to him for a moment, the woman he had been waiting for for 9 years.

"Yan Yan ......"

After a while, the man's deep voice rang out, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

Ye Hao walked over and gently put his hand on He Xiyan's shoulder, she seemed to have lost some weight, and there was no flesh at all in this shoulder.

He Xiyan frowned, and stretched out his hand to remove the hand that Ye Hao had placed on his shoulder.

Turning around, he looked at him suspiciously:

"You should go back, Ye Hao......" He Xiyan reminded him.

Usually he comes here occasionally to eat, but after eating, he will leave, why don't he leave today.

Ye Hao coughed lightly twice, with a faint expectation in his eyes.

"Yan Yan, I want to move here."