Xiao Sichen did not answer immediately, but quietly pulled Ye Ranran behind him and stood as a protector.
After the sudden adjustment of this posture, Ye Ranran's irritability due to Mr. Xiao's temptations disappeared instantly.
Every breath was filled with his calming aura.
"Father." Xiao Sichen spoke, looking calmly at the old man, word by word, "Did you also say the same thing to the thief Feixue back then?"
When he heard the word "Feixue", Mr. Xiao stood up suddenly, his cloudy eyes suddenly became very stubborn, and his hands were shaking with anger.
"Xiao Sichen, that name is not for you to mention!"
Xiao Sichen's lips curled up coldly, "Really?"
Mr. Xiao narrowed his eyes dangerously and pointed at Xiao Sichen's nose, but then he put his hand down, clenched it tightly, and said in a deep voice: "She is different."
Xiao Sichen sneered in his heart, what's the difference?
A thief and a mistress who cannot see the light of day cannot be compared with his wife.
If he wasn't afraid that saying too much would make his mother uncomfortable, he would really have a serious discussion with his father about Feixue.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the lobby on the first floor was tense, as if a battle was about to break out at any time.
Suddenly, there was a thump on the stairs, which was filled with the footsteps of little ones.
After a while, Mr. Xiao's trouser legs were grabbed by a pair of soft little hands. He lowered his head and saw several pairs of bright eyes.
"Grandpa, if you have something to say, sit down and say it. Don't get angry casually." Ye Xinglan curled her lips and smiled, and her milky voice was very cute.
Mr. Xiao snorted coldly and didn't want to pay attention, but on the right was Xiao Ziqian raising his hand to hand over the check.
"Grandpa said that money can cure all diseases. This is my savings. I give it to you... Don't lose your temper with Dad and Mommy. This is not good."
Mr. Xiao was still angry at first, but when he saw his grandson's check, he couldn't laugh or cry.
When he didn't think about what to say, Ye Xingyu took out a small medicine bottle, handed it to him, and said, "Grandpa, here are calcium tablets that won't make you fat. They are delicious."
Surrounded by the little guys, Mr. Xiao's mood actually improved a lot, but he still had to carry it.
Seeing that the brothers were doing well, Ye Xingchen nodded with satisfaction, then curled his lips and smiled, speaking like a little adult.
"Grandpa, we didn't like you originally, but you are Uncle Xiao's father and the grandfather of Yaoyao and Ziqian, so we love Wujiwu.
But... although we are small and cannot do many things, we are not useless. We can support ourselves and our mothers.
Luxury cars, villas, designer diamonds, as long as mommy likes them, we can buy them as much as she wants."
These words were in response to Mr. Xiao's words.
Ye Xingchen's words were obviously beyond Mr. Xiao's expectations. He frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "So, you want to start a war with me."
The little guys shook their heads at the same time, and then Ye Xingchen said: "We will not start a war with you until grandpa doesn't hurt mommy."
The implication is that if Mr. Xiao dares to deal with their mother, they will never sit idly by.
This child is a little small, but he carries a domineering attitude that even adults cannot possess, which really surprised Mr. Xiao.
Even, at this moment, he could still find some shadow of himself in Ye Xingchen.
He snorted coldly, thinking that it would be great if he had the blood of the Xiao family, but he was a bastard.
At this time, a sudden WeChat video invitation sounded.
Ye Ranran lowered her head and glanced, it was Nan Sizhe calling.
She asked the guy to check Tongtong and Niannian's information, and now he got a response.
Ye Ranran looked at Xiao Sichen and said, "I have an important video, so I'll go up first."
After saying that, he hurried upstairs without giving Mr. Xiao a chance to have a fit.
Here in the hall, without Ye Ranran, it is like there is no gorgeous scenery, and the little babies don't want to stay.
Therefore, Xiao Ziqian, who just wanted to give Mr. Xiao money, quickly put the check away, stuffed it into his pocket, and then pursed his lips, "It's very late, grandpa, please go back quickly."
Mr. Xiao: "..."
Has the check been collected again?
This little money addict.
Seeing his grandfather staring at his pocket, Xiao Ziqian subconsciously covered his pocket tightly, and then ran faster than a rabbit.
Looking at his grandson's back, Mr. Xiao's mood at the moment was a bit indescribable.
He was originally going to cause trouble, but for a moment he gave up the idea of causing trouble. He took a deep breath and stared at his eldest son.
After a long while, he said: "Siqi has been feeling unwell recently, please remember to check on her more."
Xiao Sichen folded his arms and turned around, "Her life and death has nothing to do with me."
After saying that, he took Ye Xingchen's hand and went upstairs with several other children.
Mr. Xiao cursed a few words angrily and took his wife away.
One o'clock in the morning, Xiao's villa.
Mr. Xiao couldn't sleep, so he sat on the sofa and read documents.
Mrs. Xiao came out of the study, looked down at him, and said with a complicated expression: "Husband, do you think Yaoyao and Zi Qian look like Ye Ranran?"
After she lay on the bed, the screenshots of Tang Siqi and the contents of Ye Ranran's phone were all over and over in her mind.
It can be said that Tang Siqi's filter was broken here.
She took off the broken filter, found the photos of her grandchildren, and rubbed them with her fingers over and over again.
Suddenly I discovered a problem, my grandson’s eyebrows looked like Ye Ranran’s.
My granddaughter's facial features are more like.
She had a strange idea in her mind, thinking that Ye Ranran's appearance might be God's will, so she went out to find her husband.
But after hearing this, Mr. Xiao immediately opened his eyes angrily and slapped the book on the table.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How can you be like Ye Ranran!" he roared.
Mrs. Xiao frowned slightly. Sure enough, if she said it, he would get angry.
But she was also angry and grievances in her heart. When she thought about Feixue, she still had to fight with her husband, "Okay, even if we Yaoyao and Zi Qian are not like each other.
Ye Ranran’s children also look like Achen, especially the one named Xingtong, who looks exactly like our Achen when he was a child, don’t you think there’s a problem?”
"What's the problem?" Mr. Xiao narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Mrs. Xiao took a deep breath and simply said what she was thinking, "Tang Siqi said that Ye Ranran was bullied back then.
Maybe it has something to do with our A-Chen, otherwise...why would her child look like A-Chen?"
Mr. Xiao couldn't bear it any longer, so he stood up with a whoosh, raised his hand and slapped his wife hard on the face.
The snap was extremely loud.
Mrs. Xiao covered her face and looked at her husband aggrievedly, unable to say a word.
Mr. Xiao snorted coldly and did not apologize for his behavior just now. Instead, his eyes were cold and stern, "Didn't you read the information that Si Qi brought?
Ye Ranran’s child is Ace’s, and that kid is A-Chen’s stand-in, and is 70% to 80-80% similar to A-Chen, so his species will naturally resemble A-Chen.”
"But..." Mrs. Xiao held back tears. She wanted to say, can Tang Siqi still believe what she said now?
"It's nothing but, it's impossible for a woman like Ye Ranran to give birth to a child of our Xiao family.
If you dare to say those words to anyone else, I will skin you!" Mr. Xiao threatened fiercely.
After hearing this, Mrs. Xiao trembled all over.
She closed her eyes, whatever, and just followed him for the time being.
But here, Ye Ranran, she has to find a way to avoid her husband's investigation...
[The author has something to say]
Mr. Xiao gave all his tenderness to Feixue.
So, I feel sorry for Mrs. Xiao.
Will everyone want to see his wife-chasing crematorium in the future?