Chapter 627

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.

Xia Yihan, Xia Yihan, I always think that no one can make the Lord hurt except Lin ran. It should be said that Lin ran just makes the Lord think hard for a moment, but you are the disaster of the Lord's whole life.

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.

"Housekeeper." Ye Zimo went to the walkie talkie and cried.

The housekeeper came respectfully.

"Prepare a present for me. I'm going to Li's house."

Xia Yihan, Dongjiang, you are here. Except for Mo Xiaojun and Li Hetai, there must be no other people there."Mr. Ye." The housekeeper asked suspiciously.

"You want me to say it a second time?" Ye Zimo looked at the housekeeper indifferently, but not as shocking as before.

He can't wait to see Xia Yihan.

Ye Zimo wants the housekeeper to find Xia Yiqing.

Sometimes not a minute earlier, not a second later, just met.

Ye Zimo's car and Zhong Yuntang's car stop at Li's house.

Li Hetai helps Zhong Yuntang unfasten his seat belt before opening the door. He is about to pull the door for Xia Yihan when he sees Ye Zimo's Lincoln extension car. Zhong Yuntang also sees Ye Zimo getting off the car. She looks at him calmly, and it is no longer Zhong Yuntang.

Xia Yihan looks at Li Hetai's delay in opening the door, so she has to do it by herself.

"Come on, nianmo, we're home." Xia Yihan said with a light smile, the cheerfulness between the sentences is no less than that of those years.

Ye Zimo calmly looks at the person within reach on the surface. He strides over.

"Hetai, let me see mom."

This sentence is very smooth, without a knot, it seems to have been rehearsed many times.

Xia Yihan listens to this sentence, the whole body is icy cold, pulling the hand of small read Mo to tighten suddenly.

"Mom, it hurts." Xiao nianmo's voice reminds Xia Yihan.

"I'm sorry, it's mom." Xia Yihan bends down and holds up Xiao nianmo. She has nothing to do with him. Why should she be afraid of him?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye. I think you're in the wrong place." It is well known that Li Hetai doesn't like to see ye Zimo. He is still worried about Xia Yihan's absence.

Ye Zimo didn't speak. Why does he need others to tell him right or wrong? Because it's Xia Yihan, even if it's wrong, he will keep going.

"Nianmo, do you remember Uncle?" Ye Zimo walks to Xia Yihan with a smile.

"Ye Zimo, stop." Say this name, Xia Yihan whole body instead relaxed.

"This is not the Ye family."

Xia Yihan looks at Ye Zimo and does not give in.

"This is my mother-in-law's house."

Ye Zimo's thoughtless words slip out.

"I think you remember mistakenly, Mr. Ye. Your wedding three years ago was sister Yuntang." Xia Yihan then remembered that today Zhong Yuntang and Li Hetai were together. She looked at Zhong Yuntang suspiciously. Xia Yihan would never forget that Zhong Yuntang was standing beside Ye Zimo in his wedding dress. The scene was dazzling and heartbreaking.

Xia Yiqing carried things to Xia Yihan and called, "young lady."

"Yiqing, call me Miss Xia or Yihan. Young lady is not me." Xia Yihan walks into the courtyard without going back.

Li Hetai looks at Xia Yihan and pulls Zhong Yuntang in.

Ye Zimo mouth corner a evil spirit smile, for her, he does not flinch.

Zhao Wenying and Li Mingjun sat on the sofa, chatting with each other.

When Xia Yihan opened the door, Zhao Wenying sat there all the time. Her lips were still slightly open, but she didn't have time to close them.

Li and Tai and Zhong Yuntang watched the scene, but they did not speak.

Xiaonianmo called out: "Mom, is this our home?"

Xia Yihan looks at nianmo, as if the child helps her resolve her embarrassment every time.

"Mother, my daughter is unfilial." Xia Yihan came to Zhao Wenying and said chokingly, "nianmo is grandma."

Hearing the child's name, Zhao Wenying looks up and sees Ye Zimo behind Li Hetai. She doesn't want to see ye Zimo.

"I'm sorry, mom." Ye Zimo strides forward and stands beside Zhao Wenying.

Zhao Wenying looks at little nianmo and finally laughs helplessly. If Yihan doesn't have ye Zimo in his heart, how can the child's name be called nianmo? So obviously, her only requirement is that Xia Yihan be happy.

"Ye Zimo, you're not sorry for me." Zhao Wenying sits Xia Yihan beside her. She looks at Ye Zimo. What you are sorry for is Yihan.

"Dinner." The new Chen Ma Feng rushed in and cried out.

Seeing so many people, she was surprised to see how so many people came to the Li family.

Zhao Wenying is ill, and Li and Tai and Zhong Yuntang have children, so they are looking for a servant. Chen Ma is introduced by the maid who resigned from her family. She is good except for her work.

"Master, madam, young master, young lady." Chen Ma stammered. She didn't know who the others were, so she could only stare.

"Young master, young lady?" Xia Yihan mumbles and repeats, isn't Yuntang elder sister married to Zimo? When she saw sister Yuntang and brother Hetai, she felt strange. It turned out that these three years have really changed a lot.

Ye Zimo receives Xia Yihan's eyes, but he doesn't speak.

Zhong Yuntang pointed to Xia Yihan and said, "Chen Ma, this is miss." She took a look at Ye Zimo, didn't know how to introduce him, so she just shut up.

"Hello, miss." Aunt Chen blinked at Zhong Yuntang all the time. Standing beside the young lady, is that uncle? Young talent.

Zhong Yuntang let Chen Ma blink sour eyes, did not give her an answer."Dinner." Li Mingjun opens his mouth in a deep voice, interrupting the embarrassment at this time.

Chen's mother, who had to be rescued, nodded gratefully and left as if she had escaped. The atmosphere was so pervading that she had better go first.

The person in charge of cooking got the news from Chen Ma and started work again. He prayed in his heart that it would be too late. If he couldn't catch up, it would be a shame.

"You come with me." Li Mingjun looks at Ye Zimo with bright eyes.

After dinner, Li Mingjun takes Ye Zimo to his study. He also sees that Xia Yihan is still reading Ye Zimo. Li Mingjun has no daughter. He also loves his family and takes Yi Han as his own daughter.

Zhao Wenying looks at Li Mingjun with a smile on her face. She believes in her husband.