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Chapter 122 - She doesn’t want you anymore
Liu Jinglan couldn't bear to recall the painful past events. She couldn't help but cry. Her beautiful eyes were wide open and red, and the warm tears fell one after another, feeling extremely sad.

Ye Junde looked at the two lines of tears, his heart was slightly suffocated, but his face showed ruthless persecution, "Say your choice, only this time."

Liu Jinglan clenched the phone tightly, so tightly that her fingernails turned white. She cried silently, and her choked words were almost inaudible.

But hearing it was like a thunderbolt in Ye Junde's ears, hitting his beating heart directly in his chest. There is no greater grief than heartbreak.

"I choose my daughter..."

After Liu Jinglan made her decision, she raised her eyes and looked at him. The man in front of her had a handsome face. The subtle wrinkles only added to his mature charm. Compared with Ye Hongxi on the screen, he was simply much younger.

But at this time, those sharp eagle eyes suddenly became old, covered with complex emotions, including sadness, anger, and more importantly, despair.

Liu Jinglan suddenly felt a sour and uncomfortable feeling in her heart. She held on to the sadness radiating from her heart: "You forced me to..."

"I will no longer restrict your attention to her, but you will no longer see your son."

After saying that, Ye Junde suddenly turned around, his back to her, and after a while he said: "Liu Jinglan, your heart is colder than a stone!"

The man strode away, leaving her and this luxurious manor.

As if all her strength had been drained, Liu Jinglan slumped down on the luxurious and soft wool blanket at her feet. She hugged her knees, curled up and cried.

Since Ye Sheng was imprisoned that day, he has never seen his mother again, nor has he ever returned to that cold home.

He wanted to inquire about his mother, but found that all her contact information was useless.

He understood that the man was determined to cut off his relationship with his mother this time.

Ye Sheng recognized this fact and had no emotional fluctuations in his heart. He didn't care, he just didn't know what would happen to his mother.

Ye Sheng soon knew how his family was doing.

He stayed at the laboratory all day long, and after finishing his work, he returned to his home, which was the villa closest to the laboratory.

It was past nine o'clock after finishing the urgent matters in the laboratory today. The assistant was about to drive him home when his cell phone rang.

Ye Sheng frowned when he saw the contact displayed on the screen. It was Ye Junde's special assistant.

He wanted to hang up, but thinking of his mother who didn't know the situation, he clicked the call, "What's the matter?"

"Master Ye, Mr. Ye is drunk. He insists on seeing you. We are already waiting outside your villa area. Please come back as soon as possible."

When Ye Sheng rushed home, he saw Ye Junde was drunk and unconscious, slumped in the car without any image.

The father in my memory was so strong that he seemed to have no weaknesses. He was tough, domineering, and ruthless in his actions. His face was always unsmiling and cold, making people awe from the bottom of their hearts.

Ye Sheng has never seen his father look like this. If it weren't for the high-end suit, he would definitely look like a homeless man.

The special assistant wiped Ye Junde's forehead with a soft white handkerchief that was soaked and wrung out. After finishing, he turned to Ye Sheng and said apologetically: "Master Ye, Mr. Ye may have to stay with you tonight."

Ye Sheng's face was expressionless and he refused without even thinking: "I don't welcome him. Go get him a presidential suite."

After saying that, he turned to leave, but was stopped by the special assistant. He smiled bitterly: "Master Ye, Mr. Ye had a bad temper with his wife today. It was very serious. Don't you want to ask him while he is drunk?"

It has to be said that Ye Junde's people are very good at calculations, and they can make Ye Sheng carry people home with just one sentence.When Ye Junde was helped out of the car, he was blown by the night wind and became even more drunk, but he could still vaguely see Ye Sheng's face.

Ye Sheng looks more like Liu Jinglan. Ye Junde is not drunk enough to admit the wrong person, but he is inevitably in a trance and murmurs: "Liu Liu..."

After the special assistant helped the man into Ye Sheng's house, he left quickly, not wanting to delay the father and son's heart-to-heart time at all.

The layout of Ye Sheng's room is just like Ye Sheng, cold and mechanical.

There is nothing except the necessary equipment. It is very empty and everything is meticulous.

Because Ye Sheng is a bit of an idiot, his assistant also lives here, but on the first floor. The second floor is Ye Sheng's private territory.

Without Ye Sheng's instructions, of course, Ye Sheng would not have thought of this, the assistant made sobering soup and served it.

Ye Sheng ignored the bowl of hangover soup. He only cared about what he wanted to ask: "How is my mother?"

Ye Junde seemed to be very drunk. He lay on his back on the sofa, facing the ceiling, breathing heavily.

Hearing Ye Sheng's question, he sneered, "Ha——"

"What about your mother? What do you think she will do? What do you think I will do to her?"

After asking three questions in a row, Ye Sheng, who was dull, noticed that the man's mood swings were severe.

"She doesn't seem to be in good health. I don't know what happened to you before, and I'm not interested."

"You cut off all contact with my mother, and I don't feel sad at all. Even if you wanted to cut off the father-son relationship with me tomorrow, I wouldn't say a word."

"You can lock your son until he is severely dehydrated. I don't think the mother can benefit from you, although I know you care about her."

Ye Sheng said this without any expression on his face. His father and mother were just familiar strangers to him, maybe not even familiar.

"Ha! Even your mechanical brain knows that I care about her, but why doesn't she know?"

"She doesn't care even if she knows. She doesn't care about me or you. She only cares about that person and that person's child. We were all abandoned by her, abandoned without mercy..."

"Xiao Sheng, you don't have a mother anymore. She doesn't want you, and she doesn't want me either..."

"She is really cruel. Why is she so cruel..."

"She is just a cold stone. I have held it in my hands and in my heart for decades and most of my life, but it just doesn't warm... Why do you think..."

Ye Sheng looked at the man who was mumbling drunkenly, and suddenly noticed a few strands of white hair on his temples. Oh, it turns out he is really old.

The dominating and powerful man in my childhood memories is now old.

"Because you are a cold person. If you have no warmth, your hands and your heart will be cold. Of course, you cannot warm anything."

Ye Sheng answered his questions very responsibly. From his words, he had analyzed and listed several answers he wanted. After elimination, there was only one clear answer left.

His mother chose to abandon him and the man in front of her for the sake of her sister.

(End of this chapter)