Persuasion is meaningless, Kou Jing doesn't say anything anymore, she has a wound in her heart, which can't be resolved by her with a few simple words.

After a brief greeting, Kou Jing left.

Looking at the back of her leaving, Lan Xianshu remembered the time before, when she liked Kou Jing and the Ye family very much, the Ye family full of warmth, and the self who was looking forward to marrying into the Ye family.

At that time, she really wished to have a home like that, a strict father and a doting mother......

It was something that Lan Xianshu didn't have.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when Ye Zhichen was busy, put down the pen, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the street lamp that stretched far and wide under his feet, when would this street lamp also guide him home?

Simply pack up and grab your coat.

Susan was used to her boss's absenteeism anytime and anywhere, looking at his back, just giving him a casual glance and continuing to work.

When Ye Zhichen arrived at the restaurant, it was just half past five and had just opened.

Open the door to the restaurant and walk straight to the back kitchen.

The back kitchen was obviously transformed, and there was also a person standing next to Lan Xianshu.

Ye Zhichen stood by the kitchen counter with a respectful attitude, "Aunt Hai." ”

Shen Zhiqiu took a kitchen knife to cut vegetables, with a serious expression, "I have already left the Hai family, and I am not a member of the Hai family." ”

Stunned, Ye Zhichen tilted his neck, he really didn't know her surname, with a little flattery, "Then can I call you Aunt Lan?" ”

Shen Zhiqiu didn't even look back, "It's better if you don't show up here." ”

Stunned again, but only for ten seconds.

Ye Zhichen felt that within a week, his skin was obviously thicker than one layer.

Ten seconds later, Ye Zhichen regained his smile, "Shu'er, I'm suddenly very busy today, and by the time I'm done, it's already late......"

"Don't come here since it's late."

Shen Zhiqiu seemed to have become Lan Xianshu's spokesperson, cutting vegetables with a calm expression, and holding a knife in his mouth.

Ye Zhichen glanced at Lan Xianshu, who was holding a spoon over there, staring at the things in the pot, with serious eyes, she didn't speak, did it mean that what Aunt Lan said now was what she wanted to say?

Looking around, Ye Zhichen immediately discovered the surprise and turned to leave.

Hearing the man's voice every day, Lan Xianshu turned her face slightly to look at the exit of the kitchen.

He's gone......

It's okay to go.

Ye Zhichen stood beside the bed helplessly, his eyes looking at the small lump on the bed.

Is this their daughter?

Why does it look so small?

Xiao Lanlan held the rubber duck in her hand, and looked at the eyes of the little yellow duck with a dull gaze.

Stunned, he stretched out his hand to touch the little person in front of him.

It's just that Ye Zhichen looked at his palm, his daughter's face was not as big as his palm, if he put it on, would she hurt, if it hurt, how would he comfort her, how would he coax her......

Slowly withdraw your palm, or don't touch her.

His daughter is really good-looking, with pink cheeks, a small pretty nose, and moist eyes like glass beads.

For the first time, Ye Zhichen knew what the description of angels in fairy tales looked like.

It's just, such a lovely daughter, almost because of him, is it gone?

In the blink of an eye, if his daughter is gone because of him, then he is really a big sinner.

Such a lovely daughter, no matter what mood he was in when he knew about her existence, he had to resolutely hold her in the palm of his hand and take care of her.