"Brother, you're back?!"
Ye Ling'er spoke in surprise, jumped up from the desk and threw herself into Ye Feng's arms.
Ye Feng was holding the gift in his hand and looking at the house which was much better than before, he felt quite impressed.
With a large flat in the school district, Aunt Ling must be quite wealthy. No wonder his father rejected her kindness.
"How old are you? Where's your dad?"
Ye Feng gently rubbed Ye Ling'er's little head, his eyes searching for Ye Mingzhe's trace.
Ye Ling'er grumbled and said dissatisfiedly:
"Ever since Dad got together with Aunt Ling, he's been smiling every day and doesn't even want his daughter anymore!"
"No way, you are his little darling, his little cotton-padded jacket!"
Ye Feng smiled. In his eyes, although Ye Ling'er was not Ye Mingzhe's daughter, Ye Mingzhe treated Ye Ling'er as his own daughter and loved her very much without any unfair treatment.
"Now that my dad has Aunt Ling, let alone the little baby, he only has Aunt Ling in his eyes. But Aunt Ling is really good to me! Not only does she care about me every day, she also makes delicious food for me in different ways every day."
When Ye Ling'er talked about Ling Xin, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then they darkened:
"It would be great if Aunt Ling was really my mother, unlike that woman who just left us to Dad and didn't care at all."
"It's okay, just treat Aunt Ling as your mother!"
Ye Feng patted his sister's head lovingly. He also wanted to have a mother who loved them, but a woman like Wang Menglan...
"Ye...Feng'er!"
Lingxin was holding a cup of ginger tea and was slightly stunned when she saw Ye Feng appearing in her home. She was about to blurt out his name, but then she realized something and immediately changed her words.
Ye Feng didn't care about these things. Ever since the experience of Wang Menglan, he no longer cared about these things.
"Aunt Ling, where's my dad?"
"Oh, Mingzhe, Mingzhe is in the study."
Ling Xin recovered and pointed to a room. She looked at Ye Ling'er lying in Ye Feng's arms with a complicated expression:
"Ling'er, have a cup of ginger tea and let Feng'er go find your father."
"Oh, okay!"
Ye Ling'er also realized that there was something wrong with the way she was holding Ye Feng, and she let go of his hand with a slightly red face.
Ye Feng didn't think anything of it. After all, she was his sister, so he didn't think too much about it and walked into the room.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but in his eyes, Ye Mingzhe seemed to be much younger, and many of the wrinkles on his face had disappeared due to long-term labor.
Ye Feng: ???
What's wrong with his father? Why does he look younger after getting a partner? Isn't it said that women are as fierce as wolves and tigers in their thirties... Can Lao Deng really handle it?
Ye Mingzhe, who was reading a book, seemed to sense something and looked up to meet Ye Feng's half-smiling eyes.
"Dad, you've experienced a second spring in your life and you look a lot younger."
Hearing this, Ye Mingzhe laughed dryly, his old face flushed, and he coughed twice:
"Feng'er is here!"
"Well, Dad, I'm spending the New Year here. After the New Year, I have some company matters to attend to, so I need to go to Kyoto!"
Ye Feng smiled. This was a marriage arranged as the young master of the Ye family in Kyoto. He naturally couldn't let Ye Mingzhe know that this was not his wedding.
If it were Ye Jinyan, he would definitely tell Ye Mingzhe the truth. This is his father and he must attend his wedding.
Ye Mingzhe blurted out without thinking:
"Okay, your life event is important!"
"What I mean is that the company's affairs are related to your life. After all, in this society, you can't get married without money."
"Xinyu's family is so well-off, you have to work hard to be worthy of her."
Ye Mingzhe immediately realized what he was saying and quickly changed his words, thus dispelling the suspicion that was gradually rising in Ye Feng's eyes.
Ye Feng didn't think much about it and pulled Ye Mingzhe aside to chat about family matters. After all, they hadn't seen each other for a while.
During this time, Lingxin came in and served tea to the two of them, then left tactfully.
"I have to say, Aunt Ling is really good to you. No wonder she doesn't want me to buy a house for you."
Ye Feng picked up the teacup and couldn't help sighing. It sounded so magical that a rich lady could serve tea to a divorced man, not to mention that it actually happened.
Ye Mingzhe raised his eyebrows slightly:
"This is the way to control your wife. You still have a lot to learn!"
Ye Feng smiled without saying anything. As long as Lao Deng was happy, that was enough. Wang Menglan might not be important to Lao Deng, and the same was true for him. After all, what he lacked was maternal love, not his mother.
At night, Lingxin arranged everything for Ye Feng, looked at Ye Mingzhe who looked very comfortable in the room, and coughed lightly.
"Okay, honey, the footbath water will be ready soon. Washing the feet of my most lovely wife is the happiest thing for me!"
Ye Mingzhe put down the book in his hand, hurried to the bathroom to get a basin of warm water, placed it next to the chair, and made a gesture of invitation to Lingxin.
"Are you going to Ye Feng's wedding?"
Ling Xin suddenly spoke. Upon hearing this, Ye Mingzhe, who was about to wash her feet, was stunned for a moment and slowly said:
"I'm his father. It's not right for a father not to be present at his son's wedding."
Ye Mingzhe put the towel in his hand aside and looked at the night outside the window:
"For the past ten years, I have truly raised him as my own son. Otherwise, I wouldn't have done these things without telling the family, and even been wanted by those so-called elders."
"Actually, I really hoped he could live an ordinary life, but fate is something I can't influence. Under the influence of fate, he left Jiangcheng and went to Kyoto. When I felt Ling Si coming, I thought it was another order from the elders... to find me."
Ye Mingzhe let out a long sigh, his tone indifferent but with a hint of sadness:
"Later, when Feng'er took out tens of thousands of yuan, I knew that he had returned to the Ye family in Kyoto to meet my brother, and he had become the young master of the Ye family again..."
Ling Xin heard this and said with a puzzled look:
"With your level of cultivation, can't you sense that he's heading to Kyoto? You clearly have the ability to stop him."
"You don't think I can control the Human Emperor, who is as revered as the heavens, at will? I controlled his life until he was eighteen, but as he got older, his luck grew stronger and stronger, until no one could control it... At that point, he was just himself, and no one could predict his future."
Ye Mingzhe looked at the photo of him, Ye Feng, and Ye Ling'er on the table:
"This must be his fate, and it's the path he must take. My brother knows much more than I do. It seems that only he and the Lord of Time and Space in Feng'er's body know Feng'er's life story."
Lingxin hugged Ye Mingzhe with some heartache. She could feel that Ye Mingzhe was in a very confused and depressed mood, which was the helplessness of a father.
Even if this father is extremely powerful, he is still powerless in the face of an unchangeable fate.
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