The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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"Xiaoyu, if my sister bullies you in the future, tell your grandma, you know?" Xia Jingying pulled Xiaoyu into his arms. Her legs and legs are inconvenient. She can't hug her grandson, but she often likes to pull the child beside her.

Xiaoyu nodded hard. Tell grandma that he knows.

Outside the castle, drive into a new Rolls Royce.

As soon as he saw the car, Xixi ran over in excitement, and then opened his small hand and shouted sweetly, "Daddy, ... Daddy hugs."

Ye Hao got out of the car. At the age of 34, he looks more mature than three years ago. Since he hasn't shaved for several days, he doesn't look very spirited.

He picked up his daughter. Now only his daughter gave him the urge to go home.

"Xi Xi, did the teacher come today?" Ye Hao asked.

He invited his daughter to several personal education teachers, including dance teachers, piano teachers, and fitness teachers, to cultivate children's interest, and it was not for children to learn anything.

Xixi nodded with a smile, then kissed his father fiercely, saying, "The teacher has gone back, Daddy, the teacher said that Xixi jumped very well."

Xi Xi said proudly, climbing his father's neck with both hands.

As long as Dad comes back, she does n’t have to take a leg. Dad holds it everywhere she goes, even when she is three or four years old.

At this point, in the living room, Han Xue, who found Ye Hao finally home, reached out and pushed his son.

"Xiaoyu, go and go to dad."

Xiaoyu understood what his mother said, but he stood still beside his mother, his eyes were just staring at the father who was holding his sister not far away.

"Come on!" Seeing his son didn't respond, Han Xue pushed again.

Xiaoyu then slowly walked out, and then came to the hall of the castle. However, he didn't approach Ye Hao, just looked away, and didn't call out his father.

Little, he didn't know anything, but he knew that Dad would not hold him like his sister, and even if he called his father, Dad would only nod his head.

He knew it.

Han Xue looked anxiously dying in the back. Why was her son so timid?

Ye Hao noticed Xiaoyu not far away, but he didn't walk over, just glanced lightly, then took his daughter to his own room upstairs.

His room is the same as before, even without changing the furniture. There are even large wedding photos taken when he and He Xiyan were married.

That dazzling wedding photo was hanging there, which made people look at it differently, because the bride in the photo was "dead."

Ye Hao placed her daughter on the sofa, then walked to the closet, and took out two pieces of clothes to be changed.

And he didn't notice a pair of mother and son emerging from the door.

Han Xue once again pushed his son.

"Come on." She gave Xiaoyu an angry look.

Xiaoyu seemed to be angry with her mother, and trot in quickly.

This time he finally stood boldly in front of Ye Hao, looking up at the man who was much taller than himself.

"father"

Xiaoyu shouted softly, but he called it out with courage.

Ye Hao turned his head to look at the child in front of him. He frowned, his face clearly seeing the irritability.

He didn't want to face the child he didn't want to recognize.