Xiao Li looked up and saw that Ye Beibei didn't interrupt him, and his voice gradually calmed down, "My adoptive mother suffered from intestinal cancer when I was twenty-five years old. She eventually passed away because it could not be cured. My adoptive father and mother had a deep relationship with each other.
After his death, my adoptive father also suffered from cerebral hemorrhage and became ill. While he was ill, he hoped that Youjia would marry me.
My adoptive father watched me grow up and felt that he could rest assured only by marrying Youjia to me. I have always taken care of Youjia as my own sister, and Youjia doesn't love me either. She just treats me as an older brother, but this is
We got married in accordance with our adoptive father's only wish. After marriage, we took care of our adoptive father together, and later we had Mo Ting. On the day when Mo Ting held the Hundred Days Wine, the adoptive father passed away."
It is true that everyone has secrets. Ye Beibei did not expect that the serious Xiao Li would also have such a tragic past. She slowly made way for the door and let Xiao Li walk in.
She got a glass of water for Xiao Li. In fact, she was obviously relying on her familiarity to go beyond that. She and Xiao Moting had gotten along very well since they met, and Xiao Li was friendly to her. However, after all, she was just a neighbor. Even if she unconsciously inquired about others,
Household affairs are also bad.
Now that Xiao Li was explaining to herself so solemnly, she felt a little ashamed.
Xiao Li sat on the sofa at Ye Beibei's house, sitting upright like a primary school student, took a sip of water, and continued: "Youjia studied fashion design, and she has always been arrogant. Her adoptive father passed away.
Later, she gradually became unwilling to accept this ordinary life, so she discussed going abroad with me. I knew that I and the children could not keep her, and I did not want to wrong her, so I took the initiative to file for divorce. After I was three years old in Moting
After her birthday, she went to France and never came back."
Ye Beibei sat on a chair on the side, listening carefully to Xiao Li's words with his head raised. Seeing that his words had come to an end, he hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ask these questions today. About your family affairs, I...I
I’m not interested in knowing either!”
There was a wrinkle between Xiao Li's eyebrows, and he looked a little uneasy and embarrassed, "I didn't mean to say this to make you sympathize. I just want to say that Mo Ting and I both...it's Mo Ting, and Mo Ting is very
I like you! The child Mo Ting is actually not as well-behaved and lively as he looks on the surface. He is actually very withdrawn in his heart. Although he never clamors for my mother, he always sees other children with their mothers.
, he would immediately walk away, or simply turn a blind eye. In the past, he would rather stay at home than go to the square downstairs to play!"
Ye Beibei was a little stunned as she listened to Xiao Li's words. She really couldn't connect the Xiao Moting in Xiao Li's mouth with the lively and cheerful Xiao Moting who was playing downstairs behind him, shouting and playing.
"After You Jia left, people at work also introduced me to girlfriends. I also felt that Mo Ting was too young and I was too busy. He needed a woman to take care of him. However, no matter which woman I took back, he would always be there."
He was dissatisfied, wouldn't talk to others, wouldn't look at them, refused to eat, and later he even got into trouble with me, saying that if I had another girlfriend, he would run away from home!" Xiao Li spread his hands helplessly, and looked expectantly.
Looking at Ye Beibei, "I really didn't expect that Mo Ting would accept you so easily. He likes you very much and gets along well with you!" After saying this, he suddenly realized something and hurriedly added, "
Of course, I have no other consciousness. I just hope you don’t ignore him because of me. He just lost his temper with me at home, saying that I made you angry and refused to eat..."
"How could I ignore him!" Ye Beibei felt that she was fickle. Before that, she really decided not to associate with the father and son anymore. "You go and call Mo Ting over, I'll cook."
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"No, you go call Mo Ting, he will be happy. I'm free today, I'll cook!" Seeing that Ye Beibei's attitude had completely softened, Xiao Li stood up happily, as if he wanted to show off his skills, holding his arm
Cuff walked towards the kitchen.
"Can you cook?" Ye Beibei was a little surprised, because both his father and Jiang Yuezhou were masters of clothing, food, and food. Ye Beibei always felt that men couldn't cook.
"Of course, how can a single father not know how to cook?" Xiao Li said and raised his eyebrows at her easily.
Ye Beibei came to see Xiao Moting. As soon as she opened the door of Xiao Li's house, she heard low cries of grievance coming from Xiao Moting's house. She panicked and ran over in a hurry. When she opened the door, she saw Xiao Moting holding a toy.
The dog was sitting on the bed, with a string of tears on his face, as miserable as an abandoned child.
"Mo Ting, what's wrong with you?" Ye Beibei rushed over in panic and hugged him.
"Sister, I thought you... you would never pay attention to me again!" After a while, Xiao Moting finally spoke with sobs.
Ye Beibei's eyes turned red when he heard this, and she felt sad in her heart. She coaxed him with soft words: "How could it be possible? Mo Ting is so cute, how could my sister be willing to ignore you? Sister, I will always be with Mo Ting!"
Then, he took out a tissue from the bedside and wiped his tears.
Xiao Moting rolled his big eyes and said slyly: "Then if you hook up with me, you can never ignore me!"
"Okay, let's hook up, I will always take care of you!" Ye Beibei smiled happily, "I will always stick to Xiao Moting wherever he goes."
Xiao Moting's eyes turned red and he smiled. Then, as if he remembered something, he raised his head and asked, "Where is my father? He said he was looking for you!"
"He wants to cook for us, but I don't know how good his cooking skills are?" Ye Beibei said pretending to be extremely worried.
"Don't worry, although my dad doesn't cook often, his cooking skills are still top-notch!" Xiao Moting lost no time in eating the cow for his dad.
Although it was raining outside, it was as warm as spring inside the house. Ye Beibei and Xiao Moting were sitting on the sofa, playing with toys, watching TV, eating washed fruits and snacks that Xiao Li kept bringing over, and listening to Xiao Moting's innocent words.
With worry-free laughter, watching Xiao Li in a floral apron busy in the kitchen, with the enticing aroma of food floating around the room, Ye Beibei suddenly felt that this kind of life was also very good.
The three of us had a great time eating this meal. Xiao Li's craftsmanship was really good. Every dish was delicious. He also drank some red wine and got juice for Ye Beibei and Xiao Moting. He had a pair of
Xiao Moting's dark eyes were as bright as stars when he smiled, twinkling in front of Ye Beibei.
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The city's economic and trade conference was held in the splendid Peony Hall. In the venue where elites gathered and the high-end was full, Jiang Yuezhou met Liming Lang. This was the first time he saw Liming Lang since he knew all the truth and Ye Beibei left.