Boss, your wife ran away with the ball

Ye Xiaobei was chatting with the second elder in the hall, and soon Mother Ye came into the kitchen to help.

When Ye Ranran heard the movement, she turned her head to look. When she met Ye Mu's eyes full of guilt, her expression paused, and then she showed a faint smile. After she retracted her gaze, He said with a light smile.

"Mom, why did you come in? Just leave it to me alone."

Her hands kept moving, quickly flipping the sweet and sour pork ribs in the pan, a few drops of oil splashed on the dark apron, leaving little marks.

The alluring fragrance surges between the nostrils.

Mother Ye just smiled when she heard the words, and then walked to her side, helping to cut up the onion and garlic in the basket.Open the mouth like a family chat.

"Ranran, mom doesn't even know that your cooking skills are so good."

There is some emotion and melancholy between the words.

Ye Ranran's innocent appearance five years ago is still vivid in his memory, and in a blink of an eye, he is already the mother of a child and has a good cooking skill.

In the time she can't see, her sweetheart is growing rapidly.

Ye Ranran's eyes paused slightly, and after a while, he bent the corners of his lips, showing a smile with an unknown meaning, "The boring days are used to pass the time. If you do a lot, naturally you will Enough."

She didn't say much on this topic, she just brought it over in a few words.

Mother Ye lowered her eyes, took the onion in the basket, and then cut it into slices. The pungent smell made her eye sockets turn red.But it didn't stop and continued to speak.

"Ranran, mother is sorry for you."

Her voice was extremely low, hiding infinite guilt and remorse.

Ye Ranran paused while stir-frying, suppressing the sour feeling in her heart, blinking hard, and then said with a smile, "Mom, what are you doing? How can we use it, mother and daughter?" Say sorry. Aren't you trying to make me feel uncomfortable?"

Even if he once complained about Ye's father and Ye's mother in his heart, but that is the past tense after all.

How can a mother and daughter have an overnight feud?
There are some things that are not shared, but they are clear in each other's hearts.

Mother Ye felt even more sad when she heard her soft and indifferent voice.But she didn't say anything, just finished the sumptuous dinner together in silence.

"Dad, it's time to eat."

Putting the dishes in the kitchen on the dining table one by one, Ye Ranran greeted Father Ye who was sitting on the sofa with a smile in his eyes.

Until they entered the door, except for her calling each other at the beginning, the father and daughter hadn't spoken to each other yet.

When Father Ye heard the words, his subordinates paused, but they ignored them.

At this time, Mother Ye came out of the kitchen, and seeing him like this, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Okay, old man, what's the point now? I don't know who it is, and I'm in a hurry to come after answering the phone."

There is a lot of ridicule between the words.

Father Ye put down the newspaper in his hand, blushed and glared at Mother Ye who was smiling lightly, wanting to refute, but opened his mouth, but didn't utter a single word.He just walked to the dining table angrily and sat down, ignoring anyone.

Seeing his appearance, Ye Ranran and Ye Mu could not help but smile at each other.

There are about ten dishes on a table, with a combination of meat and vegetables, the color is attractive, and it can especially arouse people's appetite.

After a brief chat with the family, they were ready to eat, but at this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly, as if with a bit of urgency.

Ye Ranran frowned involuntarily, stopped Mother Ye, got up and walked over by herself, looked out from the cat's eyes, but her face was heavy, she stood at the door hesitantly for a long time, but didn't open the door.

It wasn't until Mother Ye asked strangely that Ye Ranran made up her mind, and seeing the man's posture, if she didn't open the door, she would have to press it all night.

"How did you come?"

As soon as they met each other, they asked unceremoniously.Blocking the door, looking up at the man in front of him, he didn't intend to let him in.

Feng Lingchen's face was a bit ugly, the suit he was wearing was wrinkled, and his breath was particularly low.

He didn't answer Ye Ranran, he glanced into the room and said, "Let's go in and talk about it."

These four words are sonorous and powerful.

But the woman in front of her raised her eyebrows and said in a cold voice, "If you have anything to say, just say it at the door."

The big eyes stared at the small eyes, and the two of them were in a stalemate.

The living room where you eat is not very far from the door, but it is not close either.Seeing Ye Ranran standing there for a long time and not coming back, Mother Ye asked loudly.

"Ranran, who are you talking to? Don't block the door, come in if you have something to say."

Her voice was soft and warm.

The expression on Ye Ranran's face froze. She turned her head to fool Mother Ye, but Feng Lingchen spoke first. Seizing the gap, she held the slender wrist of the woman in front of her, and quickly squeezed in.

"Auntie, I'm Feng Lingchen, Ranran's friend."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he introduced himself, and changed his usual taciturn image, with a gentle and polite smile on his face.

If she wasn't really sure that the guy in front of her was that damned man Feng Lingchen, she might have suspected who was pretending.

"So it's Ranran's friend, it's just right, let's have dinner together."

Mother Ye didn't think too much, and greeted enthusiastically, and quickly took out a new pair of bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen, and placed them next to Ye Ranran.

Seeing this, Feng Lingchen moved his eyes slightly, glanced sideways at the woman beside him, and strode over without politeness.

"Thank you auntie."

The deep voice eased a lot.

Father Ye, on the other hand, looked at this strange man who came to visit suddenly, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, with some scrutiny.

Feng Lingchen naturally felt it, but he was very calm and polite from the beginning to the end, so that no one could find any faults.

Ye Ranran looked at the scene in front of her, the corners of her lips twitched, and she suddenly felt a headache.But he had no choice but to sit down in his seat, praying nervously that nothing would go wrong.

However, she seems to have forgotten something?
When Ye Xiaobei's milky voice sounded, there was a thump in his heart, as if a basin of cold water poured down his head, cooling his heart.

"Daddy!"

How can a child control so much, when he sees the person he has been looking forward to, he runs over quickly.Throwing it into Feng Lingchen's arms, his heart and eyes were full of joy.

But what followed was a momentary stagnation of the atmosphere.

Before, Ye Xiaobei went into the kitchen to find milk by himself, and Ye Ranran also ignored Feng Lingchen because of his arrival, which led to such an embarrassing situation.

"Daddy, why are you coming back now? Xiao Bei misses you so much."

Lying in the man's warm embrace, Ye Xiaobei rubbed softly, coquettishly skillfully.

No matter who saw this appearance, they would feel a little envious.

But the premise is that bystanders don't know the complicated relationship inside.

When Father Ye saw the scene in front of him, he immediately dropped the bowl and chopsticks, and stared fiercely at Ye Ranran, who was about to lower his head to the ground, but his eyes were filled with worry and concern.

Mother Ye also came back to her senses at this moment. Compared with Father Ye's face full of anger, her mood was a bit complicated.Especially looking at the identical faces of Ye Xiaobei and Feng Lingchen.

"Ranran, what's going on?"

After a while, Mother Ye opened her mouth slowly, glanced at the delicious food on the table, and sighed silently, it seemed that no one could eat anymore.

Ye Ranran bit her lower lip tightly, but her mind was blank.All this happened so suddenly, without any psychological preparation for her at all, the secret that had been carefully concealed was exposed in front of others like this.

Hearing Ye Mu's words, I felt even more guilty.With difficulty, he raised his head and opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to start.

Perhaps Ye Xiaobei also sensed the seriousness of the atmosphere at this time, and she couldn't help but stop laughing with Feng Lingchen.Open a pair of big eyes, looking at everyone.

"Uncle and aunt, we will talk about this in detail later, let's eat first."

Feng Lingchen glanced at the woman beside him, then said in a deep voice.The meaning between the words is unclear.

Father Ye frowned, and suddenly thought of the financial newspaper he had just read and the financial magazines on the table, realized something, and finally nodded.

However, no matter how delicious the meal was, it tasted like chewing wax to everyone present.

Ye Ranran cooked this dinner relatively early, so it was only six o'clock when the meal was finished, and the flight ticket was booked for nine o'clock in the evening.

She has never regretted for a moment why she didn't book the flight earlier.

Of course, these can only be thought about in my heart.

After dinner, Ye Ranran was called into the room by Ye's mother, together with Ye Xiaobei, leaving the hall to the two men.

The two sat opposite each other, and Father Ye's deep gaze fell on the pile of financial magazines on the coffee table.According to what he knew about his daughter, she subscribed most to fashion and entertainment magazines. When she was in college, she was a major in economics, and she complained to him for a long time when she returned home.

The atmosphere was a little depressing, even suffocatingly low.

Feng Lingchen was actually very nervous in his heart, his palms were covered with sweat, and his face was even more tense. This feeling was even more thrilling than when he talked about a cooperation worth hundreds of millions.

Who said that the person sitting opposite was Ye Ranran's father?
I don't know how long it took, but in the end it was Father Ye who spoke first, his voice was very low and even a bit majestic, "Mr. Feng, right?"

Such a title is not polite.

But Feng Lingchen sat up straight as if being shocked by an electric shock, with a serious expression, "Uncle, just call me Lingchen."

His tone was very sincere, without any perfunctory.

Hearing this, Father Ye's expression couldn't help but relax, and the look in Feng Lingchen's eyes was not so gloomy anymore.