Ning Yuan sat quietly in the darkness, looking at the deep night outside the window, missing Tang Xiaochi's blazing smile...&1t;/p>

Knowing that Xiao Lemon's future is decided by him, Tang Xiaochi will be completely furious...&1t;/p>

Ning Yuan closed his cold jade eyes, tapped the chair with his slender fingers, and his eyebrows were covered with a layer of frost.&1t;/p>

…&1t;/p>

Xiao Yechen looked at the hung-up phone, looked at the bright screen, and there was no surprise on his face.&1t;/p>

Ning Yuan will agree, as expected.&1t;/p>

Among so many brothers, Ning Yuan is the easiest person to convince. This man looks cold and hard. Among his uncles, he is also the person who talks the least to him. But Xiao Yechen knows that his expectations and love for him will not be less than his daughter.&1t;/p>

The night is getting deeper.&1t;/p>

Xiao Yechen put away the phone and couldn't worry about anything. Daddy is back and can help him. One solution a day is a good choice.&1t;/p>

Xiao Yechen turned around and returned to the room, turned off the lights, and went to bed.&1t;/p>

In the next room, Ye Weilan coaxed her two daughters to sleep and turned her head to see Qi Ye beside her.&1t;/p>

"Husband..." she shouted softly.&1t;/p>

Qi Ye opened his eyes, "Hmm?"&1t;/p>

She rubbed softly, and her black eyes flashed with a certain desire, "What day will be in three days..."&1t;/p>

Young Master Qi is here, "Forgot."&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan, “…”&1t;/p>

She comforted herself, she couldn't blame Young Master Qi.&1t;/p>

Since a girl was twenty-five years old, she has automatically forgotten her birthday and has also seriously announced that no one is allowed to remind her that she is one year older...&1t;/p>

It hasn't been through several years, and it's normal for Qi Ye to remember it...&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan suppressed a little bit of depression in his heart, held Qi Ye's arm, and reminded him around the bush, "Honey, three days later, it's a very special day..."&1t;/p>

Remember it...&1t;/p>

Remember it quickly...&1t;/p>

She almost wrote the answer on her face.&1t;/p>

Qi Ye lowered his eyes and looked at her soft and pink face, curled his lips and smiled, "What a special day?"&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan held his cheeks, looked at him with big watery eyes, shyly reminding him, "It's related to me..."&1t;/p>

Qi Ye laughed and rubbed her beautiful face, "Didn't it be said that it would never be better, Lan, you want me to tell you the fact that you are thirty-two years old this year...&1t;/p>

Good intentions...&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan's eyes were wide open...&1t;/p>

She is thirty-two...&1t;/p>

This is a sad fact...&1t;/p>

A woman's age is absolutely a flaw...&1t;/p>

Beauty Ye said in tears, "Qi Ye, you can actually choose not to say it. Let's take some practical actions..."&1t;/p>

Qi Ye touched her beautiful forehead, "I will remember to prepare a gift for you."&1t;/p>

"I want...well..."&1t;/p>

When Mr. Qi was stimulated by his wife's words, a bunch of yellow materials instantly appeared in his mind. This is the difference between a gangster and a good young woman...&1t;/p>

"Want?" His mute voice gave him a touch of temptation.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan shook for a moment, "No, husband, I mean, Xiaojiu just happened to be home again. I haven't received my son's birthday gift for a long time..."&1t;/p>

In order to prevent Young Master Qi from thinking wrong again, she does not go round and says it straightforwardly.&1t;/p>

Her son is not close to her. If she can take this opportunity to listen to Xiao Yechen's sweet blessings, love for beauty and other things, she can go and see a ghost...&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!