Chapter 841

Li Hetai takes a deep look at the station. He knows that Zhao Wenying wants to see Xia Yihan. He can't help her fulfill this wish. Li Hetai hopes to get out of the station from the familiar figure.

Zhong Yuntang saw that Li Hetai didn't answer. She followed his line of sight to see the station. Her heart was mixed for a moment. Three years later, their child was one year old. Zhong Yuntang also saw the biggest secret in Li Hetai's heart. His favorite person was Xia Yihan. In order to help him let go, in fact, she didn't? But Li and Tai's heart has not changed, still so, and she is not the original appearance, not the previous Zhong Yuntang.

"Hetai, do you think that looks like Yihan?"

Zhong Yuntang looks at a woman holding a child not far away and asks, is Yihan's child still there? Yihan is you, right?

Without saying a word, Li Hetai stepped on the accelerator and ran to the gate of the station. He always had a habit of coming to the station to see it. He always hoped that one day Yihan would come out of it.

"Nianmo, I'm going to grandma's house." Xia Yihan pulls small read Mo to think to say, arrived home.

"Mom, why is this not like our family?" Xiao nianmo looks at Dongjiang, which is different from Paris, with big question marks on his head.

"Nianmo, this is your home."

Xia Yihan said uninteresting, nianmo, this is our home.

"Yihan."

A certain long lost voice makes Xia Yihan stiff. She doesn't dare to turn her head for fear of dreaming.

"Yihan, it's really you." Another familiar voice came again. Zhong Yuntang came forward and took Xia Yihan's hand.

Xia Yihan looks at Li He Tai and Zhong Yuntang with red eyes. When he comes home, he listens to a word of ink and thinks about the airport with his head tilted. That person's name is Zi Mo and his name is Nian mo. what's his relationship with him? Xiao nianmo looks at Xia Yihan, only to see her looking out of the window. He has never seen his mother's expression like this.

Ye Zimo was sitting in the first-class lounge, thinking about the scene just now. Would that child be his?

"Lord, are you still going to Paris?" Thirteen asked carefully, even she thought that the child was the Lord's, and the Lord must have thought that the child was his.

Ye Zimo didn't answer thirteen's question. His mind was in that eye just now. In the little boy, anyone with a clear eye can see that the child looks like him.

Ye Zimo followed shisan's fingers and walked over, crouched in front of him and asked softly, "what's your name?"

After that, ye Zimo held his breath and waited for the child's answer.

"Hello, uncle. My name is nianmo."

Nianmo, Yihan, is this our child?

Ye Zimo reaches out to pull the little nianmo. Before he touches it, he draws back like an electric shock, and all his emotions are swept away.

"Why are you here, your mother?"

Ye Zimo looked around, didn't see the familiar figure, didn't see the person he was looking for.

"I'm hungry. My mother has gone shopping for me. I'll go to my mother." Xiao nianmo shakes his hand and walks away, just like a gust of wind. Ye Zimo looks at Xiao nianmo farther and farther away, catching up with him? He does not deny that he has been looking for Xia Yihan, nor does he deny his feelings for her. If Yihan knows something, he must hate him more. They all hate each other.

Ye Zimo doesn't dare to see Xia Yihan immediately. He laughs at his timidity. Maybe Xia Yihan will be the source of his whole life.

"You go, I won't go." Ye Zimo makes a quick decision to know Xia Yihan. Since the child's name and appearance make him suspect, ye Zimo doesn't want to give up any chance.

Looking at Ye Zimo's head and leaving without turning back, she had nothing to say except shaking her head.

Zhang Qing looks at Ye Zimo who comes back and is very strange. Lin Dahui tells her that Mr. Ye wants to go abroad. Today's air ticket, Mr. Ye is now in Ye's villa. What does that mean?

"Mr. Ye."

The housekeeper came respectfully. Behind him, there were no more two rows of bright uniformed maids, just Zhang Qing. The other maids were busy with their own affairs.

Ye Zimo nodded coldly, like walking to the hall.

Zhang Qing seems to be used to Ye Zimo's indifferent way of meeting. She follows Ye Zimo step by step, just like a shadow.

"Go down." The leaf son ink head also does not lift of say.

Zhang Qing goes to the door with a low eyebrow. She opens her mouth to say something. At last, she swallows everything. Can she ask Mr. Ye? Zhang Qing's self mocking departure is silent.

The housekeeper stands outside. Today's Mr. Ye is not the same as before. He knows that Mr. Ye is going abroad, and he also knows when the air ticket is. The housekeeper looks at the time, and it's almost time to take off. Why is Mr. Ye still here.

With ten guts from the housekeeper, he did not dare to ask Ye Zimo at this time.

Ye Zimo stands in the empty hall, and his eyes are filled with scenes from the past, those directed by him.

Is she coming back?

Ye Zimo takes out his mobile phone. He is eager to know if she is back.

"Dahui, go now and send me those people from France to China. Yesterday and today. " Ye Zimo said in one breath: "no matter what method, I must get this list."

After hanging up the call, ye Zimo has been looking at the hall. There was once a woman wiping the floor here very late. Because of his words, she worked here all night, and the woman is coming back.

Ye Zimo looks at the clock on the wall. He wants to go up and move the time forward.

As soon as the phone rang, ye Zimo got through.

"Dahui, how about it?" Ye Zimo can't wait to ask.

Lin Dahui is very confused. Looking at this list, there is nothing special. Why is Mr. Ye so enthusiastic? Isn't Mr. Ye going to France? Still on the phone, he?

Didn't you go.

Lin Dahui once again looked at the list and seemed to want to see the reason why Ye Zimo was abnormal from these names.

Nothing special.

"Mr. Ye, I'll send you this list." Lin Dahui looked at the dense names and could only do so.

Ye Zimo said, hang up.

He opened the list with a trembling hand, without a familiar name.

Wu Xin, Xia nianmo.

Two words together, read ink, or summer, ye Zimo heart skip beat, then Wu Xin is a Han, Wu Xin, no heart. Yihan, it seems that you really hate me.