"Mmmhmm..." Ye Fei nodded, looking as if she completely understood.
"Godmother, you donât have to intervene. I donât need to go to kindergarten, itâs all Fang Eleven forcing me to go, wasting money!"
"Mmmhmm I feel the same way!"
"..." Eleven, in the kitchen, was speechless, "I said, why am I the one cooking?"
"You call making instant noodles âcookingâ? Fang Jiujiu raised an eyebrow, "Baby Eleven, stop insulting the art of cooking."
"Hahahaha!" Ye Fei burst out laughing on the side.
Being scorned by Jiujiu is a daily routine in the household drama.
Jiujiu, youâre such a promising kid!
"..."
When Ye Mo called, the three of them were sitting around the sofa, slurping instant noodles.
"I mean, my three babies, do you really have to be this pitiful?"
Jiujiu expressed his thoughts: "Ah, Daddy Ye Mo, I think I should live with you instead. At least I wonât have to eat instant noodles for dinnerâ"
"Has Jiujiu troubled you in any way?!" Eleven hastily interrupted them.
She had been away for so long without her son missing her, it was quite heartbreaking.
"What trouble could my Jiujiu cause? Jiujiu, grow up quickly. Daddyâs company can only depend on you. Itâs a long road ahead!"
Eleven paused her slurping, what happened??
Sheâd only been away for a few days, and Ye Mo and Jiujiu have established such a deep bond?? And heâs going to hand over the company to him?
Ye Fei chuckled and said, "Nobody in our family wants to be bothered with that broken company, my big brother has been wanting to detach himself from it for a long time. Now, heâs holding onto Jiujiu tight, hoping that Jiujiu will be his successor!"
"..."
The YE Group is a broken company?
o(âŻćŁâ°)o
What a bunch of eccentrics in the Ye family! Other wealthy families would be like a drama series, yet everyone in their family wants to be a hands-off owner, no one wants to take over!
Jiujiu frowned and said, "Iâve met Uncle Ye Yao and Uncle Ye Yang, Eleven, theyâre even lazier than you."
"..." Eleven wondered, just how lazy am I?
...
Jiujiu woke up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night, and saw through Elevenâs slightly opened door, that half of her blanket had fallen onto the floor!
Shaking his head, he spent some effort to pile the blanket back on her.
He sat down, feeling a bit tired, and saw through the moonlight that there were tear stains on Elevenâs face.
Damn it!
Who bullied his Baby Eleven again?
Ah! Too worrisome! She really doesnât know how to take care of herself!
Fang Jiujiu decided not to leave, and climbed into the bed quietly, kissed Eleven stealthily, held her in his arms and softly comforted her, "Foolish Eleven, donât cry, Iâll protect you!"
If Fang Eleven is a fool, Gu Liancheng is a bigger fool!
What was he doing, letting his wife be bullied to the point of crying in secret, is he even a man?
But then again, a fool coupled with another fool, they do seem to match quite well! âź(âŻâœâ°)â
"Beepââbeep beepââ"
It seemed like there was a message, the little guy silently got up to check the one cornered phone. It displayed: Husband.
Fang Jiujiu opened it to see, the message read: Tomorrow night at eight, I must see you.
He turned to look at Eleven, whose face still had tear stains on it, and Fang Jiujiu sat cross-legged on the bed with his phone on the quilts, crossed his arms and began to think deeply.
Could it be, they had a fight? No wonder Eleven seemed distracted with something on her mind since she got back.
He made up his mind!
Fang Jiujiu immediately deleted that message.
Must see her indeed!
Gu Liancheng, do you even know how to coax a woman?