Chapter 627

The child who was waiting for him in the first cabin just now, was he sitting in the first cabin?

"Lord, are you still going to Paris?" Thirteen asked a little cautiously, even she thought that the child was the Lord, and the Lord must also think that the child was his.

Ye Zimo did not answer the question of thirteen. His mind was in the eye just now. In that little boy, the eye can see that the child looks like him.

Ye Zimo followed thirteen's fingers and went to the devil. He squatted in front of him and asked softly, "what's your name?"

After finishing this sentence, 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 xiaonianmo, but before he touches it, he shrinks back like an electric shock, and all his emotions are swept away.

"Why are you here, your mother?"

Ye Zimo looked around, did not see the familiar figure, did not see the person he was looking for.

"I'm hungry. My mother has gone shopping for me. I'll find my mother." Xiao Nian Mo shakes her hand and walks away, just like a gust of wind. Ye Zimo is watching xiaonianmo get farther and farther, catch up? 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 did not dare to see Xia Yihan immediately. He laughed at his timidity. Maybe Xia Yihan would be the source of his life.

"You go, I will not." Ye Zimo made a decision and knew Xia Yihan. Since the child's name and appearance made him suspect, ye didn't want to give up any chance.

Xia Yihan, Xia Yihan, I always think that there will be no one else who can make the Lord hurt except Lin ran. It should be said that Lin ran only makes the Lord feel upset for a moment, but you are the disaster of the LORD all his life.

Looking at Ye Zimo head also does not return to leave, thirteen in addition to shaking his head, she has nothing to say.

Zhang Qing looks back at Ye Zimo very strange. Lin Dahui tells her that Mr. Ye is going abroad. Today's plane ticket, Mr. Ye is now in Ye's villa. What does this mean?

"Mr. Ye."

The housekeeper comes respectfully. Behind him, there are not two rows of bright and uniformed maids, just Zhang Qing. Other maids are busy with their own affairs.

Ye Zimo nodded coldly, like 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." Ye Zi Mo head also does not lift to say.

Zhang Qing goes to the door with a low eyebrow and a smooth eye. What does Zhang want to say? Finally, she swallows them. Can she ask Mr. Ye? Zhang Qing left with self mockery, and her back was lonely and silent.

The housekeeper is standing outside. Today's Mr. Ye is not the same as before. He knows that Mr. Ye is going to go abroad. He also knows when the air tickets are going. The housekeeper looks at the time, and almost all of them are about to take off. Why is Mr. Ye still here.

With the housekeeper's ten courage, he did not dare to ask Ye Zimo at this time.

Ye Zimo stood in the empty hall, and his eyes were filled with scenes of the past, the plays directed by him.

Could it be that she came back?

Ye Zimo took out his mobile phone, and he was eager to know if she was back.

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

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

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

As soon as the phone rang, ye Zimo connected the phone.

"Dahui, how are you?" Ye Zimo can't wait to ask the export.

Lin Dahui is puzzled. There is nothing special about this list. Why is Mr. Ye so keen? Isn't Mr. Ye going to France? Still on the phone now, he?

Didn't you go.

Lin Dahui looks at the list again, as if to see the reason why Ye Zimo is abnormal from these names.

Nothing special.

"Mr. Ye, I'll send you this list." Lin Dahui can only do this when he looks at the dense names.

Ye Zimo said, hang up.

He opened the list with trembling hands. There was no familiar name.

Wu Xin, Xia nianmo.

Two words line up, read ink, or summer, ye Zimo heart missed a beat, that Wu Xin is a culvert, Wu Xin, no intention. It seems that you really hate me.

"Housekeeper." Ye Zimo went to the walkie talkie and cried in a deep voice.

The housekeeper came respectfully.

"Get me a present. I'm going to the Li's house."

Xia Yihan, Dongjiang, you're here. Except for Mo Xiaojun and Li Hetai, other people certainly don't have you there."Mr. Ye." The housekeeper asked suspiciously.

"Want me to say it a second time?" Ye Zimo looked at the housekeeper indifferently, but it was not as terrible as before.

He can't wait to see Xia Yihan.

Ye Zimo thinks about it and wants the housekeeper to find Xia Yiqing.

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

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

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

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

"Come on, nianmo. We're home." Xia Yihan said with a light smile, the joy between the sentences is no less than that of that year.

Ye Zimo looks at the person at his fingertips calmly on the surface, and he strides forward.

"Hetai, I'll see mom."

This sentence is very smooth, without a trace of knot, it seems to be arranged to rehearse many times.

Xia Yihan listens to this sentence, the whole body is cold, pull small read Mo's hand to tighten all of a sudden.

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

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

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye. I think you're in the wrong place." Li Hetai does not want to see ye Zimo, which is a well-known thing. He still resents the fact that Xia Yihan did not see it.

Ye Zimo did not speak. Why does he need others to tell him right or wrong? Because it's Xia Yihan, even if it's wrong, he will stick to it.

"Read Mo, remember Uncle?" Ye Zimo smiles to Xia Yihan.

"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 words slip out without thinking.

"I think Mr. Ye, you remember wrong. Your wedding ceremony three years ago was sister Yuntang." After Xia Yihan finished, she remembered that Zhong Yuntang and Li Hetai were together today. She looked at Zhong Yuntang doubtfully. Xia Yihan would not forget that Zhong Yuntang stood beside Ye Zimo in his wedding dress. The scene was dazzling and heartbreaking.

Xia Yiqing carried things to Xia Yihan and called, "little madam."

"Yiqing, call me Miss Xia or Yihan. The young lady is not me." Xia Yihan walks into the courtyard with his ink head in his arms.

Li Hetai watched Xia Yihan pull Zhong Yuntang in.

Ye Zimo's mouth corner a evil charm smile, for her, he does not shrink back.

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

Xia Yihan opened the door the moment, Zhao Wenying has been sitting there, her lips are still slightly open, did not have time to close.

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

"Mom, is this our home?" cried Xiao nianmo

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

"Mother, my daughter is unfilial." Xia Yihan went to Zhao Wenying and said in a choked voice: "read ink to call grandma."

Zhao Wenying hears the name of the child and raises her head to see ye Zimo behind Li Hetai. She doesn't want to see ye Zimo.

"Mom, I'm sorry." Ye Zimo strode forward and stood beside Zhao Wenying.

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

"Ye Zimo, you didn't apologize to me." Zhao Wenying pulls Xia Yihan and sits beside her. She looks at Ye Zimo. What you're sorry about is Yihan.

"Dinner." The new Chen Mafeng rushed in with fire and called out loudly.

She was surprised to see so many people. How could the Li family get so many people.

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

"Master, madam, young master, young lady." Mrs. Chen stammered. The others, she did not know who it was, could only stare.

"Young master, young lady?" Xia Yihan murmured and repeated, didn't Yuntang marry Zimo? She felt strange when she saw sister Yuntang and brother Hetai. It turned out that these three years have really changed a lot.

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

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

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

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

Chen Ma, who had to be rescued, nodded with gratitude and left as if she had fled. The atmosphere was too penetrating. She had better go first.

After getting the news from mother Chen, the person in charge of cooking started again, praying in his heart that it would be too late. If he could not catch up, he would lose face.

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

After dinner, Li Mingjun takes Ye Zimo to the study. He can also see that Xia Yihan is still reading Ye Zimo. Li Mingjun has no daughter. He loves his house and loves his wife. He has regarded Yihan as his own daughter.

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