Ye Zhichen pursed his lips, trying not to let his tears run out.

He still couldn't mentally accept this fact so quickly.

Even though he knew that the child would definitely have defects, even if he had been mentally prepared that the child was no longer there, he almost couldn't help it when he heard that sentence.

The child is still so small, so small.

"If you can't accept it."

"What are you talking about!" Ye Zhichen's low roar directly interrupted him, as if with a sense of depression, "That's my child, even if it's a fool, it's also the child I hold in the palm of my hand." ”

Before his words fell, Lan Ruohao wanted to pat his thigh directly, Nima, what he was waiting for was his words.

A man should be responsible, he looked down on Ye Zhichen back then because he was just a man who looked very tall, no responsibility, no responsibility, he could only let his women buy tickets for him, which was a manifestation of the weak.

It's just that he has also seen his performance in the past three years, and the development of Chenguang International has allowed him to slowly move from a man who can only drive a Mercedes-Benz and sit on the top floor eating Western food.

He should be glad that no matter how Shu'er chooses, Ye Zhichen is still a man who can be trusted after all.

Lan Ruohao stood up and looked at the man in front of him at the same height.

The appearance of Ye Zhichen in front of him pursing his mouth and about to cry did not conform to his style as the president of Chenguang International at all, but at this moment, he was willing to temporarily let go of all the previous contempts for him and give him a chance.

He admitted that three years ago, he hated him to death, hated his selfishness, hated his cowardice, and more hated his own blindness, pushing his only sister into the cliff, and he was also a helper.

However, I hope that this time, he did not look away again.

When Lan Xianshu came back, Lan Ruohao had already left, and only Ye Zhichen was sitting there alone, not knowing what he was thinking, his eyes were foggy.

But as she approached, he quickly recovered to the confident Ye Zhichen.

He stood at the table like a husband welcoming his wife home, smiling at her, "You're back." ”

This scene seems to have been away from them for a long time.

Before, she was waiting for him with such a smile.

After a moment of distraction, Lan Xianshu's gaze stayed on his body for a moment, and immediately turned his face away from him, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

She didn't want to talk to him now, or rather, she wanted to drive him away with cold violence like this, and never show up again.

After all, there really isn't much more to say between them.

Ye Zhichen seems to have gotten used to her like this, three years of waiting, even if she is now directly punching and kicking and speaking ill of each other, he feels that he has the cheekiness to accept it.

Of course, Lan Xianshu is definitely not the kind of person who can scold and beat people.

Ye Zhichen followed her to the back kitchen in a staggered mood, and watched her put on gloves and prepare to start washing dishes.

"So much, you did it all alone?"

There were three large pools full of bowls, not to mention that even the basins on the ground were piled up.

So many bowls, she makes it alone?

Lan Xianshu was still silent, silently picking up a plate and starting to brush.

She is such a person now, she no longer lingers in their world with the second miss of the Hai family, she is just the owner of a simple small restaurant, dealing with all kinds of customers every day, doing the most tiring work, and the money she may earn a year is not as good as their one-time consumption at the bar.