Tang Xiaorou nodded, her eyes falling on the youngster: "You must be young, I remember you were only a little older at that time. You grew up really fast and you became more and more beautiful."

Young, "..."

Tang Xiaorou.

She was the girl who often came to Ye's house when she was a child and asked Ye Sicheng to teach her homework.

She is about the same age as Ye Sicheng.

When I was young, I remember that the two of them had a PK.

So why is she next to Ye Sicheng now?

Although he was curious, but out of personal qualities, he laughed and replied: "Yes, I am young, long time no see."

After replying, the young man looked at Ye Sicheng.

But Ye Sicheng deliberately avoided her gaze and turned to his parents: "Mom, happy birthday, this is a gift for you."

He presented a box.

When Mrs. Ye looked at her son, her face was indifferent.

But since there was a guest here, she didn't scold her son yet.

I'll settle the score with him later.

"Since we are all here, let's eat first." Mrs. Ye got up and took Young to the restaurant.

From behind, Tang Xiaorou followed.

But Mr. Ye pulled off his son's clothes and asked in a low voice, "What's going on between you and Youyou? Are you two separated?"

Ye Sicheng looked towards the restaurant, and he still had that girl in his eyes.

But he was duplicitous. He looked back at his father and said, "Well, we're done."

"Did you mention it?" Mr. Ye asked again.

He had a dark face and wished he could give this kid a kick in the ass.

Why do things become more outrageous as people grow older?

Ye Sicheng did not deny it, "I mentioned it."

"Why?"

Mr. Ye looked at his son coldly, really not understanding his behavior.

Didn't he like that little girl very much since he was a child?

Why has it changed so quickly now?

Looking at Tang Xiaorou who suddenly came to their home, Mr. Ye asked, "Is it because of her? What does she have to do with you? Why are you here today?"

Ye Sicheng responded casually, "If it's not suitable, we'll break up. As for her, I just met her halfway."

Ignoring his father's unhappy look, Ye Sicheng went to the restaurant.

He pulled up a chair and sat down.

He happened to be sitting opposite the young girl, and when he raised his eyes, he could clearly see the displeasure and depression on that girl's face.

But he pretended not to notice, lowered his eyes as if nothing happened, and held a glass of wine to celebrate his mother's happy birthday.

Mrs. Ye gouged out her son and ignored him.

Instead, he kept picking up food for the young boy, and said to Tang Xiaorou with a forced smile: "Xiaorou, don't be polite, just eat whatever you want."

Tang Xiaorou laughed and responded to Mrs. Ye's words: "Auntie, I know that you have been very kind to me since I was a child. Although I haven't seen you for many years, I have always regarded you as my neighbor."

"You're still young."

Tang Xiaorou looked at Young Man again, smiled and asked, "You should go to college, right? You are so beautiful, aren't there a lot of people chasing you in school?"

The young man started laughing.

Ye Sicheng didn't look at her, and she didn't bother to look at Ye Sicheng again, and replied: "Yes, there are quite a lot."

"Then do you have a boyfriend now?" Tang Xiaorou asked again.

She also thought that she was the adopted daughter of the Ye family.

She is just an adopted daughter.

The young man raised his eyebrows and responded without hesitation: "Yes, of course I have a boyfriend."

"Oh, how about your boyfriend? Let's introduce him to him some other time?"

Young answered readily and said in turn: "Okay, you seem to be 28 years old. Your children should all be in elementary school, right?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaorou's face froze and she was slightly embarrassed.
Chapter completed!