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Your wife hasn't admitted you

Wen Liang understood the original intention of Qi Ye and Yue Lan signing the contract, and knew of the brotherly relationship between him and Qi Ming. She thought, if the choice Qi Ye made was for Qi Ming's flesh and blood, she could understand Qi Ye's choice and respect the choice he made before.

However, Qi Ye had never told her that her safety was the top priority when he made these choices.

"You said that Qi Ye acted without caring about how you felt. I'll ask you one thing, did you ask him when you were chasing after Qi Ye?" Ye Qing retorted with a question, and immediately held back until he couldn't speak anymore.

However, Ye Qing patted her shoulder as if she was an experienced person, and said: "The most fortunate thing is that you all are still alive and well, there is no separation of heaven and earth, and no one is missing an arm or a leg. The life of a person is the greatest gift. "

Ye Qing said these words calmly, as if she was a person who had gone through many vicissitudes of life. In fact, sometimes we request a lot, but we forget our original intention. We forget that only the living have the right to request and desire...

At that time, Ye Qing said to Wen Liang, "I don't know why Qi Ye did not choose to live and die with you, but you should be clear about the man you love the most. The only thing I can tell you now is that we have confirmed that Qi Ming is still alive. Yue Lan did not commit suicide. Although we know who it was that Qi Ming misunderstood him, Qi Ming definitely had feelings for him. And you just happened to appear at the scene of Yue Lan's jumping, which meant, it was impossible to guarantee that Qi Ming would not focus his attention on you again for Yue Lan's sake. So right now, the safest method for you is to stay within Qi Ye's line of sight. "

Ye Qing said: "I don't care if you love Qi Ye or not, in the end, whether or not I can be together with him. First of all, you have to stay alive and well. If you are to stay by Qi Ye's side, at least I won't have to be distracted to worry about you. At the same time, you can develop relationships with your son. "

Ye Qing was very kind to him, she knew what to do. Although Ye Qing was a man who did not talk much, and did not speak much on occasion like Su Xiaomi, since the time the two of them had met, Ye Qing had truly treated him as her savior.

Ye Qing looked at Wen Liang very seriously, "No matter how you choose, you must admit that Qi Zhifei is safer by Qi Ye's side than if he was by your side. First of all, even if you have a vegetable sister to take care of, the child will follow you, but first of all, economic conditions won't allow it. You can't create a comfortable economic environment for your child. That's one of them. Secondly, if Qi Ming wants to make a move against you, it is inevitable that it will not harm the child. "

Hearing Ye Qing's words, Wen Liang became silent.

It was because Ye Qing's analysis was very objective and reasonable.

"After you and your child have developed your relationship well, if you still don't want to stay by Qi Ye's side after three months, I will resign from National Security Agency to take care of you myself. At that time, I guarantee that Qi Ye will not be able to find you. These were the last words Ye Qing had said to Ye Qing in the morning.

From today onwards, in the eyes of the people, she would officially have the title of Mrs. Qi imprinted on her.

Wen Liang had followed Qi Ye and Qi Zhifei back to their house but he still did not recover from his shock. It was only when Su Xiaomi called her. In fact, in the end, Wen Liang felt that Ye Qing's words made a lot of sense. No matter what kind of ending would come between Qi Ye and him, in the end, he would never give up on Zhifei.

Although the relationship between him and Qi Ye could no longer be measured by the deep love he had with his, Wen Liang still believed in Qi Ye. He believed that had the ability to settle all the matters related to him. This was the trust that came from deep within his bones.

Therefore, no matter from what angle it was viewed from, cooperating with Qi Ye to publicize the relationship between them was definitely the right choice.

Wen Liang leaned on the balcony, deep in thought, Qi Zhifei suddenly brought a cup of hot milk from the living room and carefully walked out.

Stretching out his hand and pulling her sleeve, Little Devil King looked at Wen Liang adorably, eyes full of expectation: "Mother, do you drink hot milk? Hot milk and sleep will make it more fragrant. "

It was already late autumn, and the edge of the balcony was a little high. After hanging up Su Xiaomi's phone, Wen Liang had not gone in. He took the warm milk from the little guy's hands and felt her heart warm up.

Just as he was holding the cup and drinking a mouthful, he suddenly heard Qi Zhifei say, "Mother, the milk isn't hot, right? It's definitely not hot. "

With a "puchi", it splashed onto Qi Zhifei's face warmly.

Qi Zhifei innocently closed his eyes, and became stiff...

Wen Liang quickly put down the cup of milk and wiped the little guy's face with his sleeve. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, mother didn't do it on purpose …"

After finishing his words, the stiff person instantly turned into a warm, cold air.

She had just blurted out, 'Mama,' and she said it as casually and as naturally as if it had come from the bottom of her heart.

Little Devil King, whose face was covered in milk, smiled. His smile was innocent and kind as he turned and ran back into the house, shouting at Qi Ye, "Old Qi! "My mother admits that I'm her son. Haha, before your wife recognizes you, my mother admits that I'm her son!"

Qi Ye: "..."

This little brat was sent by the heavens to fight with him for his favor!

Qi Ye held onto a pure woolen shawl, walked towards the balcony, and poked Little Devil King on his excited head with a finger. "Go and take a bath, it's filthy to death. Be careful, your mom despises you. "

Qi Zhifei reached out a finger and caressed his own sticky little face. Before his mother could despise him, he would have despised himself already …

Originally, he thought that the usually clean little guy would turn around and take a bath after he finished speaking. However, the shameless little guy turned around and shouted towards the warm, cold air, "Mother, can you give the baby a bath?"

Look, look at Dad's expression. It's not gentle at all, not kind at all.

Qi Zhifei decisively shook his head: "No, dad can't wash it clean."

"I'll wash a layer of your skin." Qi Ye patted the little guy's shoulder, his thick eyebrows slightly raised: "Do you want dad to help you wash or do you want me to?"

Whenever he saw his father's expression, it was highly likely that he would have to scheme against his father's expression. Qi Zhifei's little friend grew up in the same way as his father, so …

He reluctantly looked at Wen Liang for a moment, then quickly swung his short legs and went upstairs.

Qi Ye smiled as he withdrew his gaze from the direction of the little fellow's departure. Then, he turned around and walked toward the balcony with the shawl in his hand.

Wen Liang stood on the balcony, holding the cup of milk Qi Zhifei had sent over, ready to enter the house.

He saw Qi Ye walking towards him, holding a cup of milk in his hands. A cool breeze blew, messing up her long, supple hair.

Qi Ye draped the dark gray colored cashmere shawl over Wen Liang's shoulders, then looked down at the watch on his arm: "It's getting late, the wind is blowing, are you going in first?"

Wen Liang did not reject Qi Ye's good intentions, because it was indeed a little cold. She pulled up the shawl on his shoulders and carried the cup of milk inside the house.

Aunt Qiao passed a bowl of ginger soup to Wen Liang: "I heard that the young mistress coughed a few times in the afternoon and decided to boil a bowl for her. Drink it first, I'm afraid you've caught a cold."

Wen Liang smiled sweetly at Aunt Qiao: "Thank you, Aunt Qiao."

He took the bowl of ginger soup and gulped it down. His stomach felt warm and intimate.

Aunt Qiao turned around and went into the kitchen again. Wen Liang opened his mouth and called out to Aunt Qiao, "Aunt Qiao, where is the blanket in the guest room?"

"Young madam, you want to sleep in the guest room?" Aunt Qiao who was holding a bowl looked at Wen Liang in shock, and then glanced at Qi Ye.

Qi Ye directly said to the Aunt Qiao: "Young madam, please sleep in my room, you should go rest first."