And so, those ten-year-old boys, who had been instilled by their mothers with the idea that "by attaching themselves to the Ye family, they could avoid thirty years of detours," secretly followed Ye Minghan about ten meters behind after the boat docked at noon.
After shopping at Tongxiang Department Store for half an hour, the four rich young men, who were usually sedentary, were so tired that they could barely stand up straight.
But seeing the stunningly beautiful young woman in front of them, now dressed in an elegant gown, they felt they could stay for another hour.
They wanted to join the fairy maiden on her journey, but with the handsome yet terrifyingly powerful Ye Shao by her side, they were afraid of death and dared not approach.
Sitting in his wheelchair, Ye Minghan had already noticed the four people following behind him. Like a dark cloud rolling with thunder, they slowly gathered in his eyes.
He gently lifted the finger bones resting on the wooden armrest and made a ruthless gesture to his adjutant Yang behind him.
After following for half an hour, aren't you done yet?
Let's give them a "complete experience".
Upon receiving his young master's hand gesture, Lieutenant Yang immediately walked towards the four young men hiding behind the pillar.
The little fairy who had just come out of the restroom was unaware of these things.
She wore a uniquely designed long-sleeved princess dress and exquisitely crafted patent leather shoes.
Her delicate face was veiled by a light veil, revealing only a pair of beautiful, bright eyes.
Seeing that only Ye Minghan was waiting in the corridor, she immediately laughed and flew into his arms, her small hands instinctively wrapping around his neck. Her lips, hidden by the veil, uttered sweet words:
"Hanhan, I'm tired."
After she finished speaking, she sat on his lap, her little head resting on the crook of his neck.
Because she had run so fast, her bangs were slightly messy from the wind.
Ye Minghan wrapped one arm around her waist, looking down at the soft, delicate woman in his arms, the coldness in his eyes replaced by a tender smile.
He raised his long, slender fingertips to brush a strand of hair from her forehead, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Yan Yan, then you rest for a while, and I'll go with you to buy a new hairband later."
His gaze fell on the slightly worn emerald green ribbon at the end of the girl's hair, and a strong possessiveness was hidden deep in his eyes.
She could only wear clothes he bought and hair accessories he selected.
Hua Qingyan, whose calves were aching from walking, obediently nodded her head: "Mmm."
Then, as if remembering something, she raised her clear, bright eyes, looked up at his delicate features, her eyebrows curving into a smile, and asked:
"Hanhan, can you cook? I want to eat the little cakes you make."
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