The president dotes on his wife

In the villa, Lu Yaoyao smiled at old master ye and said, "Grandpa, is the cake good? I specifically asked the store to put in the xylitol, so it would taste a little lighter than the usual cake."

"Mmm, it's delicious. By the way, Yaoyao, where have you been for the past few days? Do you dislike an old man like me?" Old master ye ate his mouth full of cream.

"No." Lu Yaoyao quickly denied that she did not want her grandfather to worry about her own affairs. Naturally, all of this seemed to be an act of self-indulgence.

"It's only recently, because of the school, that I forgot to visit you. Are you angry with me?"

Old master ye smacked his mouth and laughed. "Why? Yaoyao, you came to see me, which means you still care about me. Hey, my grandson, he..."

"Grandpa! Let me get you a tissue." Lu Yaoyao was afraid to hear the name and interrupted master ye before he could think about it.

Old master ye also came to his senses at this moment and stopped talking. He took a sip of water and asked, "Yaoyao, where are you going to college?"

"South wall university, grandpa, didn't I say that before?" Lu Yaoyao was confused.

Old master ye smiled amiably and said, "Oh, nothing. Just ask casually. Also, if Yaoyao has anything to do in the future, you must tell grandpa that grandpa will help you."

"Well, thank you, grandpa. I have something else to do. I'll see you next time." Lu Yaoyao sat for a while, got up and said, bowing deeply.

"I'm sorry that you've been in such a difficult position lately because of my problems."

Old master ye sighed. "Yaoyao, it's not your fault, Ye Yisheng. He actually has his reasons. I hope you..."

"Grandpa, I know! I, I have time. I really hope you don't tell him what happened today." Lu Yaoyao interrupted master ye and turned to leave.

Old master ye naturally understood who Lu Yaoyao was talking about. He watched her leave and did not speak again, but slowly ate the cake on the table.

Ye Yisheng wandered around with Ye Yuwei for a day, and when he came back, he saw his grandfather eating those sweet cakes.

He walked up and reminded him sternly, "Grandpa, why do you eat so much? Don't you know if you eat these now, you will get diabetes?"

Old master ye glanced at him and snorted, "What are you talking about? It's none of your business. Yaoyao bought it for me. I like it!"

When the servant saw Ye Yisheng coming back and thought of Lu Yaoyao's figure, he gossiped, "Hey, why haven't miss lu come back recently?"

Don't you know? It seems that Mr. Ye and miss lu lost their temper. Otherwise, why didn't you tell Mr. Ye when you came back?"

"Why? I think miss lu is very nice. How can they just -"

The servant who was whispering stabbed the hand of the person next to him, lowered his head, and the servant who was still talking kept his mouth shut.

"Grandpa, I want to talk to you." Ye yisheng said expressionless, but the surge in his heart betrayed him.

Why didn't Lu Yaoyao tell him when he was back? Was he just so annoying?

Old master ye turned his back to him. "There's nothing to talk about. If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Lu Yaoyao, she's back?" Ye Yisheng said in silence.

"Why should I tell you? Don't you mind?" Old master ye's tone was cold, and he grunted in his heart. He did not believe what the servant had just said.

Ye Yisheng's hand, which was hidden under his sleeve, was tightly clenched together. "Grandpa, you know, we were just playing around."

"An act? Then why don't you go and talk to Lu Yaoyao yourself? Now that you're done, you've broken his heart. What can you do?"

Old master ye put down the plastic fork in his hand and stared straight at him.

"Grandpa." Ye Yisheng smiled bitterly. "Lu Yaoyao really didn't tell you anything?"

"So what?" Old master ye paid no attention.

Ye Yisheng lowered his voice. "I want to explain to her, I..."

"Well, if it weren't for your blood relationship with me, I wouldn't have told you a word."

"Where's Yaoyao? He's going to the South wall university soon." As master ye spoke, he wiped his mouth with a tissue.

He found Ye Yisheng staring at his cake and shouted angrily, "Aren't you leaving yet? What do you want? Let me tell you, you can't touch this cake!"

Ye Yisheng was exposed to his purpose, told his grandfather something, and went back to the room.

"Dudu~"

There was a slightly mature voice on the phone. "President, do you have anything to tell me?"

"I remember there was a lecture recently. Has the school been booked?" Ye Yisheng leaned back on the chair and tapped his fingers on the table.

"Not yet. Is the president interested in the school?"

"Well, South wall university, go get ready."

"Okay."

The assistant was just about to hang up when another voice came from the other side.

"Oh, by the way, you went to the cake shop before and bought me a special cake from the shop." Ye Yisheng said with some difficulty.

"Cake? I see, president." Although the assistant was a little surprised, his strong professionalism made him not have too many problems.

Just do your job well, which is also the experience I have learned in the Ye group for many years.

Twenty minutes passed.

The assistant came to the villa, handed the cake to the servant and sent a message to the president.

When Ye Yisheng received the message, the servant had already cut up the cake and brought it up and put it on the table.

He once remembered that he hated this kind of sweet food.

But after living with Lu Yaoyao for a long time, many things have changed.

Ye Yisheng stared at the cake in front of him, lost in thought.

Did I really do something wrong?

It was the only time in history that he had doubts about his decisions and things.

Ye Yisheng, who grew up as an heir, understood many things that his peers could not understand.

It could also be called precocity.

He had always believed in doing things decisively, without regret, and cleanliness.

After what happened back then, she understood.

Only by being cruel to yourself can we ensure everyone's interests and safety.

So before doing a lot of things, he would consider whether he had any interest in himself and never worry about others.

Because it had nothing to do with him.

Ye Yisheng picked up the fork and ate the cake that was so sweet that it was greasy.

One mouthful after another, and even the cream was smeared on his clothes.

Halfway through the meal, he picked up his phone and found Lu Yaoyao's number.

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