Chapter 342: After the fight, admit that he is my dad
Chapter 342 After the fight, admit he is my dad
This is the chance to see his son once a year, how could Ye Xingran not come.
Ye Xiubai was silent for a while, and finally whispered, "Xiao Jiu, don't be prejudiced against your father."
Such a sentence suddenly sounded in the silent space, causing Ye Chuyang to turn his head and look in surprise.
As a result, I saw the complicated look on the man's face at a glance.
She suddenly realized something was wrong.
But in the end he didn't say anything.
The man looked at her like this and said indifferently, "Your father already knows that we are together."
Ye Chuyang: "…"
Ye Chuyang: "...What did you say? I couldn't hear the wind too much."
Almost the moment he heard these words clearly, the boy's originally calm expression seemed to be petrified and then weathered. There were fissures on the face, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.
Seeing this, the man's expression softened slightly, and there was a little smile in those phoenix eyes that were as dark as the night.
He stretched out his hand to cover the boy's small head, and said with a low smile, "Your father knows everything about you. So Xiao Jiu, your father is actually very good."
Ye Xiu said this in plain language, and Ye Chuyang probably knew it too.
Just—
She asked suspiciously, "My father didn't kill you after knowing that I had a crush on a man?"
Ye Chuyang deeply believed that if the person who knew it was the old man, she or Ye Xiubai, one of them would definitely be beaten.
Killing may not be possible, but maiming is inevitable.
But now, looking at the look of her uncle in front of her, she felt that her father seemed to be quite talkative.
As everyone knows—
Just after Ye Chuyang's words fell, Ye Xiubai was silent for a moment.
Then he started **** without expression.
Ye Chuyang: "?"
When the boy was still in doubt, he saw that the suit jacket on the man had been taken off, revealing the white shirt inside. In the end, under the wide eyes of the young man, Ye Xiubai unbuttoned the buttons indifferently.
The moment the white shirt fell, Ye Chuyang clearly saw that the man's back was full of blue and purple marks.
The mark was long, probably the trace of a stick.
Ye Chuyang knew the source of the trace at once.
She stretched out her hand cautiously, and the soft finger pulp also carefully attached the trace, Ye Xiubai could hear the other party's voice trembling.
"My father beat him? Does it hurt?"
Hearing this, Ye Xiubai nodded, it was indeed Ye Xingran who beat him, but it hurt—
It doesn't seem to be very painful.
Ye Xiubai coughed, opened his eyes and said nonsense, "It hurts."
Hearing this, Ye Chuyang's little nose wrinkled.
Mingming knew this answer a long time ago, but now that he heard the word 'pain' from Ye Xiubai's mouth, Ye Chuyang felt that his heart was still aching.
It hurts like being pricked by a needle.
So, she was silent for a while, then whispered, "Then you should call back then."
"Xiao Jiu, that's your dad." Ye Xiubai paused while putting on his clothes.
"When you beat him, he wasn't my dad. I'll admit he is my dad after the beating." The boy said seriously.
Ye Xiubai: "…"
If Ye Xingran heard this, he would probably be **** off?
The man shook his head amusingly and said nothing more.
(end of this chapter)