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"Little thing, have you done something bad again?" Long Haochen pinched her, and kissed her face with a smile. Ye Jia used her finger to gently point at Eunuch's head, "Speak, is it like this?"

"We didn't …" Sien shook her head at the same time and answered loudly, "It was my brother who did the wrong thing!"

"It's uncle, little uncle." A dark line appeared on Long Haochen's forehead, as he patiently corrected them for the umpteenth time. He really didn't understand. Was this title really that difficult to change? With their talents, they shouldn't be that smart, right?

"Uncle told us to call it that." Sisi said innocently. This time Long Haochen finally understood. So it was Long Shengjie who did this. It seemed that he had been too busy lately, so he started to take this naughty route again.

Ye Jia held their hands and smiled, "It's alright. Just know that he's uncle. Darlings, quickly go and play with him." Ye Jia patted Sien's little butt, and the two little guys happily ran into the garden.

Looking at the disappearing figures of the children at the door, Ye Jia smiled in satisfaction. She stood up and prepared to go upstairs.

Long Haochen held her by the waist, but just as they stepped on the spiral staircase, Sister Ling's voice sounded at the door, "Eldest Young Master, Young Madam, please wait a moment. Someone has sent a large oil painting over. May I ask where I can move it?"

Ye Jia was surprised, and asked curiously: "Why are you so fast? Didn't you say that the famous painter would only arrive tomorrow? "

A few days ago, when Long Haochen went to look for this famous painter, he had clearly said that he had just received a list and wouldn't be able to draw it until the next day. For the sake of such an excellent effect, Long Haochen promised to deliver the goods one month from tomorrow.

"I don't know either. Maybe it was sent to the wrong place?" Long Haochen said. That painter from before had said very firmly that he had to wait until the next day to draw it. There was no room for negotiation at all!

"Sister Ling, where did you send it?" "What painting?" Ye Jia asked while standing on the spot.

Sister Ling looked at the address in her hand and said, "It was sent over by Ya Xuan's art studio. However, the gifts are all from a man called Nangong Ye. It can't be Young Master Nangong, right?" After seeing the name, Sister Ling asked in confusion.

The Ya Xuan Painting Room was precisely the place Long Hao Chen ordered it to be. Long Hao Chen, Ye Jia and even Madam Long were startled. They looked at the door of the room with astonishment at elder sister Ling, before walking towards her. Sister Ling hurriedly ordered the servants to remove the cloth cover, letting Long Haochen and the others see the paintings.

What appeared in front of everyone was a 500cm X700cm large oil painting. The image on the painting was the picture that Ye Jia had sent to Nangong Ye, which was also Ye Jia's favorite family of three.

Ye Jia exclaimed, she ran back a few meters, looking at the portrait in front of her in surprise, she could not help but praise, "So beautiful! Haoxuan, did you see that? It's really beautiful! "

"Yes." Long Haochen nodded. That's right! It's really pretty! The beautiful sunset, the golden beach, the family of four with happy smiles on their faces. Little by little, they were all vivid and lifelike under the painter's exquisite brush, and were even more beautiful than in photos!

"Yingqi …" Madame Long softly uttered the name in her mouth, so moved that she couldn't speak.

"Haoxuan, the painting Nangong Ye gave us is so beautiful! I love it! I need to give him a call and thank him! " Ye Jia was jumping in Long Haochen's arms, her face red with excitement!

Madam Long was frightened and ran over in pleasant surprise. She grabbed Ye Jia's hand and said, "Ye Jia, do you know where Nangong Ye is? Know his phone number? Can you tell me? I want to talk to him! "

In the past two years, Nangong Ye had once again disappeared into thin air. She only occasionally found out from the newspapers that the Nangong Family's business was becoming more and more popular.

Ye Jia gave Long Haochen a puzzled look. Did both he and Madam Long not know Nangong Ye's whereabouts? Madam Long didn't know of this possibility, but Long Haochen … He wanted to know how easy it was.

Long Haoxuan received Ye Jia's gaze and smiled at Madame Long, "Aunt, the Nangong family's business is enormous. If he doesn't care, he will be devoured by those royal relatives, so he can't leave the Nangong family."

"But he can also come back and visit us. Does he still hate our Long family that much? Is he going to be enemies with our Long family for the rest of his life …" Lady Long muttered in disappointment.

"Madam, don't worry. One day, he will come back to reunite with everyone." Ye Jia looked at the huge painting in front of her and said confidently. Since he gave her this painting, it meant that he no longer hated the Long family.

Ye Jia felt that the eyes beside her were burning, and couldn't help but turn back, looking at Long Haochen, "Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you believe me? You have to be confident in everything! "

"Of course I believe …" Long Haochen smiled and embraced her, "And I still believe that if he returns to Peace City, it will definitely be because of you, who loves to hook up with others. He cares the most about your words."

"What does it mean to be in cahoots everywhere? I don't have any! " Ye Jia resisted with dissatisfaction and struggled to let go of his hand as she stared at him. Had she just sent a photo of Nangong Ye and asked to hook up with everyone?

Long Haochen laughed as he pointed at her forehead, looking at the oil painting and asked, "Since someone has already given us this painting, shouldn't I withdraw the order we gave?" I'm going to start work tomorrow. "

"Alright, let's withdraw." Ye Jia took the initiative to enter his arms. She laughed and asked, "Hubby, how much do you think we can get from auctioning this painting? The painter is rather famous. "

Long Haochen pretended to ponder for a bit, before calculating two words, "Priceless!"

"Ah?" "Priceless?" Ye Jia couldn't react in time. Although this painting cost several million when it was placed on order, with such a handsome family of four and such a beautiful smile, there should be a price for it!

"Because no matter how expensive it is, I'm not selling it, stupid!" Long Haochen slapped her on the forehead, and started to laugh.

"Why did you pat my head again!? Sooner or later, you'll become really stupid! " Ye Jia couldn't help but feel dissatisfied.

Long Haochen's laugh became even louder, "You weren't smart in the first place, so I won't try to make things more intimate with you."

"Hateful!" Ignore you! " Ye Jia pretended to be angry as she glared at her, then she turned to the servants and commanded, "Quickly hang the painting on the spiral staircase, be careful not to touch it."

"Yes, Young Madam." Sister Ling agreed and led the servants through the obstacles. The two of them had originally planned to go back to their rooms to rest, but now they stood up and began 'supervising' them.

Only when she hung up the painting did Ye Jia return to her bedroom. She calculated that it wouldn't be too presumptuous to call the United States from overseas at this time. She walked out of the balcony to get Nangong Ye's number.

The phone rang at least five times before that lazy yet familiar voice rang, "Miss Ye, may I ask if you called me from heaven or earth?" His voice was still vicious and unruly.

Ye Jia was amused by his words. She giggled and said, "Elder Nan Gong, I called you from Peace City. If you don't have enough edict, you won't be able to go to heaven. How are you right now?"

"Am I an old man?" Nangong Ye's voice turned serious, and from the sound of it, one could tell that she was very dissatisfied with his way of addressing her.

Ye Jia laughed out loud and said, "You are already in your thirties, why are you still so unsatisfied with being old?" In the midst of his cheerful laughter, an unsuitable sound of dry cough could be heard, and Long Haochen, who had followed him in, immediately expressed his dissatisfaction.

Ye Jia quickly turned around and swallowed her laughter back into her stomach. However, she was quickly amused by Nangong Ye's next words. Nangong Ye did not feel abnormal and laughed mockingly: "It seems like your family member is a few minutes older than me? If you have the ability, go call him uncle! "

"Like you, he doesn't approve of old age." Ye Jia purposely lowered her voice, but Long Haochen still heard her. Seeing that he was about to snatch the phone away from her, she hurriedly raised her hand as if she was surrendering. She restrained her smile and said seriously, "Alright, I won't bullshit with you anymore. I called you to inform you that we received the painting. It's very pretty. My uncle and I are very grateful to you."

"Hahaha …" Nangong Ye laughed so hard that it almost knocked the phone out of Ye Jia's hand. With his voice, he said, "Jia, you are still so cute. I can't wait to see you!"

"Then come back, I want to see you too …" Ye Jia had not finished speaking when her hand was empty and the phone was taken away. Ye Jia turned around and saw Long Haoxuan's gloomy face and the hung phone in his hand.

Ye Jia laughed. Her slender arm went around Long Haochen's neck. Raising her small face with a smile, she looked at him, "Uncle is throwing a tantrum again, stealing a little girl's phone number. You're not obedient at all."

Long Haochen tossed the phone to the side, and grabbed her waist, looking at her mockingly, "You even call a little girl? They're both two-year-old mothers, and their skin is thicker than tree bark! " As she spoke, she did not forget to place a hand on her cheek.

"No matter how thick it is, it can't be thicker than a certain uncle's." Ye Jia proudly raised her head. It was good to be young!

Long Haochen wrinkled his brows, staring at her with a straight face, "Try calling me uncle again!?"

"Uncle …" After Ye Jia shouted at him, she pushed his body away and ran inside with a giggle. Long Haochen quickly stretched out his Demon Claw, and her body appeared in his embrace once again.

Long Haochen picked her up, who had a particularly happy smile on her face, and quickly went in the direction of the bed. Ye Jia hugged him tightly and struggled to beg for mercy, "Uncle, what are you trying to do? Put me down...!

Long Haochen didn't pay any attention to her, rolling on the bed with her in his arms. Placing his palms on her sides, he looked down at her, "To prove that I'm not your uncle, I have no choice but to do this. Let's see who's the younger one!"

Ah …!" You hate it! I don't want to compete with you in this! " Ye Jia was so embarrassed that she pushed his hands and shouted. It was a pity that her discontented voice was quickly blocked by Long Haochen's own stomach.

Strings of intense emotions filled her mind as it gradually became completely blank. In an instant, she submitted to the happy moment that he had brought her.