The little boy named Ye Jiayang looked up in fear.
"That was my brother, but he died, and my dad won't let me mention him."
My dad was telling someone how horrific my brother's death was, and I overheard him.
So it really is Ye Jiahao's younger brother.
As far as Xiaoxi knows, Ye Jiahao is an only son, so Ye Jiayang is his cousin.
Isn't his father the very Ye Shiming they're looking for?
The brother and sister had a tacit understanding and wanted to take Ye Jiayang back to his home.
Ye Jiayang, of course, refused to go home. Didn't he say he had run away from home?
"I don't want to go home, I don't want to go home! Big brother, please take me back to your home."
Ye Lingfeng tried to persuade her gently, but Xiaoxi became impatient.
"Ye Jiayang, are you hungry? I'll treat you to a chicken leg!"
Xiao Xi suddenly took out a large chicken leg and shoved it into Ye Jiayang's mouth.
The crying stopped abruptly.
Young Master Ye Jiayang had probably never tasted such delicious chicken legs before; the aroma emanating from them made his mouth water.
Perhaps it's because his living environment is too privileged that delicacies have become commonplace for him.
Or perhaps he has extremely high standards for food, and ordinary chicken legs cannot arouse his interest.
However, Xiaoxi made these chicken legs herself a long time ago when she was learning to cook, and she added a magic pill to the braising liquid.
However, Xiaoxi herself was tired of eating it, and this chicken leg was a leftover she had almost forgotten about.
The aroma of chicken drumsticks awakened Ye Jiayang's craving and love for delicious food.
It gave him a sense of satisfaction, or a comfort when he was tired, and made him realize that happiness is so simple and beautiful.
The chicken leg was given to him by Xiaoxi, and he felt a little closer to this young lady who hadn't given him a friendly look.
"Ye Jiayang, I've finally found you!"
Suddenly, a stern voice rang out, and Ye Jiayang almost dropped his half-eaten chicken leg in fright.
It turned out that his father had found him, and he quickly hid the chicken leg behind his back.
But Ye Shiming had already seen the chicken leg.
"Ye Jiayang! How many times have I told you not to eat food from strangers!"
Ye Jiayang pouted, about to cry again, but still refused to give up the half chicken leg.
It turned out that Ye Shiming had personally led his bodyguards out to search for his son.
His eyes were filled with coldness as he looked at Xiaoxi and Ye Lingfeng.
"What are you trying to do? Stay away from my son! Why are you getting close to my son and feeding him random things?"
I won't let you kidnap my son! What are your intentions? Don't even think about taking my son!
Xiaoxi also pouted.
“I hate these misunderstandings the most. Look how hungry your son is. You kindly gave him a chicken leg, but it turned out to be worse than feeding a dog.”
Ye Shiming is furious. This little girl called his son a dog, so wasn't that indirectly insulting him?
He didn't want to argue with Xiaoxi, so he directly ordered the bodyguards behind him, "Grab them and take them to the police station!"
Several burly bodyguards rushed towards Xiaoxi and the others.
With Ye Lingfeng around, Xiao Xi stood with her arms crossed, hiding to the side.
Feeling that her field of vision was insufficient, she simply turned her back and leaped onto the wall.
Ye Jiayang looked at Xiaoxi with admiration, "Miss, please pull me up too."
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