Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Ye Wangchuan covered the darkness in his eyes, he didn't ask any more questions on the way, and quietly followed the old housekeeper all the way to find Mr. Ye.

Ye Maoshan was standing in the gazebo in the small garden waiting for him to come over, while still teasing the thrush he had raised for almost ten years.

"Grandpa." Seeing him, Ye Wangchuan put away his casual attitude and became serious.

Ye Maoshan looked back to see him, put down the bird teasing stick in his hand, added some bird food to his own bird, and said in a neutral voice: "Here we come."

"Uncle He told you."

Ye Wangchuan hadn't opened his mouth yet, so he said it first when the old god was there.

The old butler immediately lowered his head and stared at the toe of his shoe.

Ye Wangchuan rubbed the space between his eyebrows, took a step forward and took the bird food in his hand, and fed the bird for him: "What are they here for?"

Ye Maoshan glanced at him with a half-smile, knowing that he was changing the topic, and he didn't want to blame the old housekeeper himself.

This stinky boy!
He is not a tyrant.

How can I blame the old people around me for a little thing.

He just let his grandson take away his job, and acted as a shopkeeper: "People came to find you."

Ye Wangchuan added a little water to the thrush, and the bird jumped up and down happily in the cage, cursing in a Beijing accent.

"Stinky boy."

"Stinky boy!"

It can be seen that Ye Maoshan often said this sentence.

Mr. Ye touched the bridge of his nose, his old face rarely showed a bit of embarrassment, but soon he acted as if nothing had happened, and said with an old face: "After all, they are from your grandpa's family. After all, you don't need to tell them every time. Do not give others face."

Ye Wangchuan put down the cup of water, deep eyebrows, crisp suits, and sharp fingers, all of which are noble and outstanding for the heirs carefully cultivated by the Ye family.

He glanced at Old Man Ye indifferently, and said, "I don't have a grandfather."

"You boy!"

Ye Maoshan was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged, he patted the table, seeing that his actions did not have the slightest deterrent effect, his grandson still looked like he would not answer.

Ye Maoshan took a deep breath and prepared to reason with him: "You can sever the relationship if you don't admit it? Besides, your mother..."

Ye Wangchuan interrupted him suddenly: "She is not my mother."

Ye Maoshan was speechless, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "If you say no, she is not? You two went to the hospital for a blood test, and the test report clearly stated that you are a mother-child relationship! You Even if you don’t admit it, it won’t change the facts.”

Ye Wangchuan's face was indifferent, his eyes were narrowed but he couldn't hide the trace of unruliness: "So, so we are related by blood, so I have to recognize her?"

"I'm too lazy to tell you." Ye Maoshan couldn't hold his breath, and waved his hands, looking exhausted.

Ye Wangchuan walked over and patted him on the back, smooth, but not as aggressive as before.

When Ye Maoshan saw him coming over to worry about his health again, he sighed, and looked at him with complicated eyes: "You said that you are so kind to me, and you are not a heartless person, why do you have to treat your mother's relatives so badly?" Big. The grievances and grievances of the older generation should not be involved with you. The matter of your parents... Alas... I can't tell right from wrong, but it is their matter. Your father has passed away for so many years, why do you still resent the only one? Relatives living in this world."

"My relatives are only you, sister-in-law, and Chenchen, and the others are not my relatives." Ye Fanchuan was calm, and gently stroked his back. (end of this chapter)