That game author keeps trying to drive me crazy

"I can't even afford to call dad?" Father Ye looked worried.

The corner of Ye Zimo's mouth twitched: "Don't dare, but I don't think you care about such a small matter." He said and walked to the tea table: "What do you want to drink?"

Father Ye glanced down, then shook his head: "No need."

Although he didn't show it on the surface, Ye Zimo knew him too well, and quickly caught the fleeting disdain.

Ye Zimo lowered his eyes to look at the tea table carefully selected by Tan Miao, and hooked the corners of his mouth in self-deprecating manner.

Since you are dissatisfied with him everywhere, why bother to step into this place?

Ye Zimo was also not polite, and said: "Then I won't waste my time, what do you want from me, just tell me directly?"

Father Ye seemed to be getting angry again, he just frowned and relaxed, and after a while of silence, he spoke again, this time his tone was obviously different.

"Zimo." Father Ye said sharply, "I came to you to discuss something with you."

Ye Zimo: "It's up to you to listen."

Father Ye leaned on the sofa cushions unconsciously, and said in a relaxed and casual manner: "Zimo, since you are graduating soon, it's time to plan your future. I've discussed with you... Auntie, I think it’s good for you to come to my place. I can arrange whatever industry you like, but since you are from the Department of Mathematics, you’d better find someone..."

"Sorry." Ye Zimo suddenly said, "Can I interrupt?"

"What?" Father Ye frowned.

Ye Zimo: "You don't seem to have asked me if I would like to go."

Father Ye was genuinely surprised now: "Don't you want to?"

Ye Zimo was a little funny: "Why do you think I will definitely be willing?"

Father Ye lowered his face: "Because you are my son, isn't it only natural for you to come to work in my company?"

Ye Zimo really laughed out loud.

Before father Ye got angry, he spoke first: "It's hard for Mr. Ye to finally think of my cheap son at this time. I haven't seen you or even heard your voice for four years in college. I almost forget that I have family members." That's it."

"Do you feel wronged?" Father Ye frowned displeasedly: "I didn't give you enough money? Which thing I gave you wasn't the best?"

"You're right." Ye Zimo smiled.

He remembered that in junior high school and high school, Father Ye did indeed give him the best material conditions and sent him to the top school—although it was to follow his mother's last wish.

He goes home by himself every night, eats the meals left by the nanny alone, does his homework alone, sleeps alone, and memorizes books alone in a big house that is spotlessly clean and without a trace of popularity. He has developed a habit of sleeping alone The habit of having to turn on the lights at all times.

It was when he was in college that he finally couldn't bear it, and went to the school to apply for a two-person dormitory when Father Ye had prepared a residence for him.

"Then you come here." Father Ye didn't seem to understand his implication at all, thinking that he really agreed with him, and made a decision on his own: "I'm getting older, and I want to leave some things to you. You can also help my younger brother, you didn't spend the New Year with us, but when you grow up, you will return to your roots after all."

It's a matter of course.

"Falling leaves return to their roots?" Ye Zimo murmured and repeated: "You finally thought of me when I was fully grown?"

"Why are you so resentful? I am your father after all. I may have done something wrong in the past... But father and son did not have an overnight feud."

Ye Zimo hung his head and remained silent.

There may have been something wrong with that sentence before, but I was really reluctant to admit it.

"The word dad is just a symbol to me." Ye Zimo said indifferently: "At this moment, you finally think of the word father kindness and son filial piety? Do you really feel ashamed, or do you just want to make up for it? Give the illusion of a happy family?"

"Ye Zimo!" Father Ye finally lost his patience: "What do you call this?! I gave birth to you and raised you, so I am not worthy of letting you come back?"

Ye Zimo took a deep breath: "I am not worthy, so, Mr. Ye, I refuse, I will not go back with you."

……

Tan Miao hid in the room, thinking it was inappropriate to go out, but she could only hear someone talking when she put her ear on the door, and couldn't make out what was said at all.

While scratching his ears and cheeks, there was a loud noise outside, the cracking sound of something being smashed.

Tan Miao was taken aback, and didn't care about anything else, she opened the door and rushed out.

Then saw the confrontation between the Ye family father and son, Ye father had stood up, stared at Ye Zimo, his chest was heaving and heaving, he seemed very angry.

And Ye Zimo stood straight and straight opposite him, without any fluctuation on his face, the innocent glass was broken at his feet.

Tan Miao looked at him nervously, and wanted to check if he was injured, but the undercurrent between father and son was really turbulent, and he hesitated.

And Ye Zimo also caught a glimpse of him from the corner of his eye, then turned to him and said, "Did you put down your things?"

Tan Miao nodded because she didn't understand.

Ye Zimo walked over a few steps and grabbed his hand, took him a few steps, stopped and said politely to Father Ye: "Then I will take my leave first."

Then he continued to pull Tan Miao and walked straight to the door.

Just as the door was closed, there was another loud noise from inside the door, as if Father Ye had thrown something on the door again.

Tan Miao turned her head to look at Ye Zimo who said nothing: "Are you okay?"

Ye Zimo: "Well, it's fine."

Tan Miao thought for a while, then asked cautiously, "What did you say that made you... so mad at him?"

When he asked this, the corners of Ye Zimo's mouth curled up, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"I told him that it is impossible for me to go back to Ye's house unless my mother allows it."

Tan Miao thought: No wonder.

Unexpectedly, Ye Zimo continued: "He was in a hurry and said that he would take back the house he bought for me."

"And then?" Tan Miao humbly asked for advice.

He thought, Ye Zimo must have agreed without saying a word, that's why he got mad at Father Ye who was angry.

"Then I said yes, no problem, the cost of buying a house, plus the cost of renting out the house, how much it would cost in four years based on the highest rent in this community, and other expenses, add up to about how much, and then put Put the bank card on the coffee table, and tell him that the money in the card is enough to pay." Ye Zimo smiled slightly after finishing speaking: "I guess he has lived his whole life, and this is the first time someone has taken a bank card."

Tan Miao was dumbfounded.

He really underestimated Ye Mo.

No wonder Father Ye was so angry that he threw his glass!

"But..." Ye Zimo suddenly changed the subject, suppressed his smile, and lowered his voice: "I have nothing now."

Tan Miao was startled: "What?"

Ye Zimo said in a heavy tone: "The money I originally planned to use to live and start a business after graduation is also in it, so I definitely can't go back and get it, so..."

Tan Miao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking what was wrong, it turned out to be this.

He put his hand around Ye Zimo's waist and closed it: "What's the matter? Small matter!"

Tan Miao said proudly, "I will support you!"

Ye Zimo hooked the corner of his mouth slightly, Tan Miao's reaction was completely in his expectation, but...

He stopped and looked at the other party seriously: "I'm serious, I really have nothing."

"I'm telling the truth." Tan Miao looked back at him: "It's just a matter of supporting you. It's just a matter of having an extra pair of chopsticks. Who am I? I haven't been an anchor yet! Do you underestimate me?"

"I'm afraid you can't afford it."

"Hmm..." Tan Miao thought for a while, "That's true, so I still have a condition."

"Huh?" Ye Zimo raised his eyebrows.

Tan Miao touched his waist restlessly twice: "Sell yourself to pay off the debt."

Ye Zimo raised his eyebrows: "It sounds like I won't suffer."

And it's pretty lucrative.

The two looked at each other and smiled, raised their hands and clapped: "Deal."

The krypton gold tycoon Leaf, who used to be the number one contribution list in Tan Xiaomiao's live broadcast room, became a pauper overnight, reduced to the point where he would be taken care of by the anchor who had spent money on him.

Probably also an anecdote in the live broadcast industry.

The community couldn't go back, so Ye Zimo went back to the dormitory.

Graduation is approaching, and the campus is filled with the sadness of parting. The playground, cafeteria, and campus gates are full of students and classes taking pictures.

Even Huo Nian was a little bit sad about the spring and autumn. At night, would he recall the past, talk about his impressions of Ye Zimo in the past few years, and tell his heart and soul about his shock when he came out of the closet.

Ye Zimo listened indifferently, and had no intention of confiding in him in a courteous manner at all.

Huo Nian didn't mind either. In the last few days of leaving school, he still wanted to remember the roommate friendship that awakened him in the past, but was interrupted by Ye Zimo.

"I want to chat so much, let's chat in another place." Ye Zimo dressed slowly: "There is a dinner party, do you want to go? I'll treat you."

Huo Nian: "?"

Ye Zi Moyun said lightly: "I said before that I would introduce my little boyfriend to you, forgot?"

Huo Nian: "!"

He resolutely put on his coat and took his mobile wallet: "Let's go!"

The address was set at a restaurant in the city center. When Ye Zimo and Huo Nian arrived, people from Tan Miaoyi's dormitory and Xia Lingyu had already arrived.

Ye Zimo pulled Tan Miao to Huo Nian: "You have seen it before."

Huo Nian was shocked: "It's you?!"

Tan Miao smiled: "Yes."

Huo Nian understood immediately.

No wonder Ye Zimo, a clean freak, is willing to let others use his cup!I see!It's been planned for a long time!

Huo Nian was stunned.

After a brief introduction to each other, everyone sat down. Tan Miao's roommates intentionally asked Xia Lingyu to sit with Ji Boyan, and Tan Miao was on the left so that she would not feel uncomfortable.

However, looking at Xia Lingyu's expression and state, he was obviously very relaxed and did not object to such an arrangement.

Xia Qing, who was on Ji Boyan's right, secretly touched his elbow, and made a "playful" gesture to him.

After the meal was complete, everyone ate and ordered a little, and opened the wine.

Lin Can was the first to stand up and raised the cup in his hand.

"Respect to our dying campus youth—"