Chapter 18 Finally Waiting for This Day

Ya family.

Ye Guojun looked at the newspaper on the table and was lost in thought. The" Mengxing" in the newspaper occupied the headline of it, along with Ye Zhiqiao, wearing a long black dress and a long, soft, elegant smile in front of the camera.

"Why are you staring at the newspaper?" Zhuang Minjia, seeing that Ye Guojun had been so immobile, could not help but go forward and ask, and pick up the newspaper on the table.

"Humph! This guy's got a real knack for hooking up with Mohan! What' Mengxing'? See how long she can hold on. She's Nothing without Gu Mohan!" When Zhuang Minjia saw Ye Zhiqiao in the newspaper, she thought of what had happened in the last few days and was not angry at all.

"Look at what you said! Ye Zhiqiao is my flesh and blood, and left her alone out of the country for so many years! Now that she's finally made a name for herself, why are you still talking about her like that?" Ye Guojun thought of the day when he could not help but give Ye Zhiqiao a slap and felt a little remorseful.

"Ye Guojun! What the hell do you mean? What are you talking about today?" Zhuang Minjia, who was already in a bad mood, could not help but get angry when Ye Guojun suddenly said this to her.

"Minjia, what's wrong with you? I'm talking to you now!" Seeing that Zhuang Minjia was on fire, Ye Guojun calmed down slowly.

'What are we talking about? What does she have to discuss!"

"You see, Zhiqiao is quite famous now, and she has been out of the country for so long. She doesn't know anyone in the country now, so I thought, why don't you bring her back to live with us? We've known each other since Yiyu got married, but she always comes home to stay with us, but somehow she feels that something is missing. "

"No! No! I will not agree! She's back. What about You? What about me? Zhuang Minjia heard it with a look of disapproval.

"Minjia, listen to me! Zhiqiao, she's in a different position now, she's got the Mengxing and Gu Mohan, and I heard that Bai Zixuan wanted to work with her, and trust me, bringing her back is absolutely no harm for us! And now, if the company has Mohan's help, our company will be in the top five this year, there will be no pressure at all." Ye Guojun spoke in a torrent and looked at Zhuang Minjia, who was thinking.

"No way! When she comes back, who would take the Ya family company? "Although Ye Guojun's words are very reasonable, Zhuang Minjia cares most about this, and said sternly," Don't think I don't know what you think. "

Ye Guojun was stunned at first, but he said helplessly," Don't worry! My company's going to be owned by Yiyu. Hearing this, Zhuang Minjia relaxed and smiled with satisfaction.

Ye Guojun had mixed feelings in his heart and didn't know what to say for a while.

After Zhuang Minjia had got his promise, she went upstairs contentedly without paying attention to Ye Guojun, whose expression was not good.

He took out his phone and called Ye Yiyu. His deep voice was not warm and gentle.

"Hey! Yiyu! Busy? Are you free to come back for dinner tonight? "

"Dad? I told you so! I'm busy! No! There are so many things waiting for me in the company, you always let me go back to dinner, it's too troublesome!" Ye Yiyu had been quarreling with Bai Zixuan these days, and was still angry, and had seen Ye Guojun calling again, which was very tiresome. After that, she hung up the phone regardless of Ye Guojun's feelings.

"Well!" Ye Guojun took a heavy breath and went to the library, where the housekeeper came.

"Mr. Ye! I have found the number and address of the Ms. Ye Zhiqiao you asked me to check. She is currently living in the villa opposite Gu Mohan. It seems that she has a special relationship with him. "

"Well! I see. "Ye Guojun did not respond much, but picked up the phone and looked at the number the housekeeper had given him.

"Dududu~ "

"Wait a minute! Auntie's on the phone. I'll play with you later, huh? Whose number is this? Ye Zhiqiao looked at the strange number and felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Hello? Who are you, please? "

"Is it Zhiqiao? "The voice was a little loud.

But when Ye Zhiqiao heard the voice, she sat on the sofa with her legs in her hands. She had been looking forward to it over and over again for so many years. She was so disappointed and alone outside the country that she wished that one day the voice would come out and take her home, but Ye Zhiqiao did not.

"Aunt! Auntie! Are you okay? Are you sick? Xiao Bao, on the side, saw Ye Zhiqiao was wrong and ran to Ye Zhiqiao with little steps, climbed up on the couch, and put her little hands like adults on Ye Zhiqiao's head.

"Ah! I'm fine! I'm fine! Honey, slow down, sit down, don't fall!" Ye Zhiqiao felt Xiaobao's fleshy palms eased.

"Zhiqiao? Still listening?" The phone seemed to have been ringing for a long time, but Ye Zhiqiao never heard it.

"I'm all right. May I ask what you want?" Ye Zhiqiao listened to the voice on the phone and calmed down the surging emotions in her heart.

"Zhiqiao, it's like that. I want to see you, okay? I want to talk to you about something. "Said Ye Guojun, a little pleading.

"What must be said in person? We can talk about it on the phone, just talk about it on the phone!" Ye Zhiqiao was a little surprised and even a little pleased, but when she thought about the last time Ye Guojun had seen her, Ye Zhiqiao gave her a slap without care.

"Zhiqiao! I know you hate me! But after all those years, I think I'm wrong. Let's meet and have a talk, okay? "

"Ugh ..." Ye Zhiqiao could not say anything else. It was so sweet that it fell onto Xiao Bao's delicate hands like a huge drop of the yellow bean.

"Aunt! What's the matter? Don't cry! Did someone bully you? Don't cry, it won't look good when you cry! "The little girl's hands were so busy that she could wipe Ye Zhiqiao's eyes.

"Zhiqiao, it's eight o 'clock tonight. I'll be waiting for you at the coffee shop downtown. I'll be waiting for you all the time! "

Ye Zhiqiao, who had put down the phone, could no longer control her emotions. One hand covered her mouth while the other held Xiao Bao, who was sensible, and she couldn't stop crying.