"Hehe, okay, okay, then I will be an aunt. No one usually plays with me. In the future, I can play with my nieces and nephews."
Although Ye Zhiqing will be twenty years old after the Spring Festival, she still has a bit of a little girl's temper in her personality. When she heard her brother's words, she immediately clapped her hands and celebrated. Her efforts made the girls' faces turn redder than before.
stand up.
"As long as you like to stir up trouble, go ahead and have fun."
Seeing how happy his sister was, Ye Huang directly hit the latter twice on the head. The pain was so painful that the latter almost shed tears. He looked resentfully at this old man who did not strike lightly or harshly.
"You'd better remember what I said, or you'll really let me know which one of you is disobedient and will be treated according to the family law!"
Staring his eyes angrily, Ye Huang stretched out his hand and made a slapping motion, threatening the girls.
However, when the girls heard about Ye Huang's family law service, they had a different understanding. Whoever made a mistake at home usually had Ye Huang asking for it crazily that night and constantly conquering the next day.
The latter cannot get out of bed.
Although Ye Huang was now afraid that they would misunderstand and deliberately added gestures, it was obvious that what he did failed.
Looking at the rosy and charming faces of the girls, I knew that they were thinking wrong again.
But it’s not their fault. Normally, when Ye Huang talks about serving the family, he always refers to the sexual aspect. It’s no wonder that the girls misunderstood it.
Seeing the shy expressions of the girls, Ye Huang slapped his forehead violently, but he was not prepared to explain anything. Many times, explanations are just cover-ups.
"How long until the concert ends?"
He looked at his watch and saw that it was already eleven-twenty. Ye Huang asked Qin Yue next to him.
If Youruo continues at this pace, even if the concert is scheduled for five hours, I'm afraid it may not be completed by twelve o'clock.
Looking at the crazy fans below, with their eager eyes, Ye Huang knew that this concert was likely to be extended.
"The budgeted time is five hours, and the concert will start at seven o'clock and end at twelve o'clock. However, it looks a bit uncertain. The fans' enthusiasm shows no sign of extinguishing at all."
"Would you like to talk to Youruo again? It would be surprising if nothing happens if this continues. Don't say she is just a weak woman, even a strong man cannot hold on like this."
"You guys wait here, I'll go down and take a look."
Emperor Ye naturally listened to what Qin Yue and his daughters said.
Not to mention the lack of physical strength, Dongfang Youruo's voice is obviously hoarse after singing now. How could Ye Huang not hear it?
After getting up, Ye Huang pushed the door open and went directly through the VIP passage towards the backstage. Since he couldn't stop her, he could only help her.
After arriving backstage, the dancers who were ready to change clothes while Dongfang Youruo was about to leave were already waiting on one side to get ready to go on stage.
The young makeup artist who had just put on Dongfang Youruo's makeup looked at Dongfang Youruo on the stage with concern. Even when Ye Huang approached, she didn't even notice.
"Did Youruo do this before during concerts?"
Knowing that the makeup artist in front of him had been following Dongfang Youruo for some years, Emperor Ye asked this question.
The latter was startled by the sudden appearance of Ye Huang, but soon returned to Ye Huang's problem.
"Absolutely. Miss Dongfang is very serious and hard-working every time. However, the previous concerts lasted four hours, and there was a big break in between. This time, I don't know why, Miss Dongfang extended the concert time, and the songs
It has also increased a lot. In fact, Miss Dongfang's physical strength is already a little exhausted. If this continues, something will easily happen."
"Mr. Ye, you'd better advise Miss Dongfang. This is too harmful to the body."
As he spoke, the young makeup artist's face became more worried.
After working with Dongfang Youruo so many times, she and Dongfang Youruo had actually become friends. Seeing her friend working so hard, she couldn't bear it.
"Do you think it's useful for me to persuade her? She still goes on stage."
Ye Huang glanced at Dongfang Youruo, who had finished singing and walked backstage with a wry smile on his face.
Ye Huang's words made the makeup artist sigh. Indeed, Mr. Ye, who was said to be Miss Dongfang's boyfriend, had tried to persuade him several times, but Dongfang Youruo didn't listen at all.
I'm afraid it won't work this time, right?
Dongfang Youruo, who came down from the stage, staggered a little. He held on to the shelf all the way to the backstage. Emperor Ye could hear the latter's rapid breathing even from a distance.
Obviously, the song just now exhausted almost all the strength of her body.
"Xiao Fei, pour me a glass of glucose, hurry up."
Dongfang Youruo, who didn't notice Ye Huang's presence, sat down in front of the dressing table and closed his eyes to rest. He just raised his hand and shouted to the makeup artist.
Here, makeup artist Xiao Fei heard what Dongfang Youruo said and hurriedly ordered the staff to prepare glucose.
Ye Huang did not stop all this. Looking at Dongfang Youruo, who could only breathe smoothly if he was bullied up and down by Fengyun, Ye Huang was heartbroken and angry.
He walked forward gently and put his hand on his back. Dongfang Youruo's whole body suddenly shook and he turned his head.
"You...why are you here again?"
Maybe he also realized that he had promised Emperor Ye several times, but finally stubbornly took the stage. Dongfang Youruo's tone was obviously a bit weaker.
"Are you going to finish singing until you fall to the ground unconscious?"
With a straight face, Ye Huang asked without any good tone.
"I……"
"Your makeup artist has told me that you used to work so hard."
"This is my job..."
"You don't have to work so hard, right?"
"No, I just treat the fans seriously. You see how enthusiastic they are. If I don't go up, I would be so sorry to them."
Squeezing out a smile, Dongfang Youruo used reasons that he could hardly convince himself to explain to Ye Huang.
"I don't care if this is your last concert, I just want you to understand. I don't want to see you seriously ill after a concert. Do you understand?"
"Maybe you have difficulties, I won't ask, I will help you today."
As he spoke, Ye Huang slowly transferred the true energy from his body into Dongfang Youruo's body to restore her physical strength.
Dongfang Youruo, who suddenly felt a fever in his body, was surprised at first, and then realized that the Ye Huang in front of him wanted to use his true energy to help him regain his strength. With gratitude and tenderness in his eyes, he said lightly: "Today is the second day that my parents passed away.
On the tenth anniversary anniversary, I sing like this because I hope they can hear my voice in heaven and forgive me, okay?"
Emperor Ye was stunned for a moment when he heard Dongfang Youruo's words, and then his stern face slowly melted away, and he reached out to touch his sweat-stained cheek.
"You should speak clearly, speak clearly, no one will say anything to you."
"I just don't want everyone to worry." Squeezing out a smile, Dongfang Youruo smiled sweetly.
"But your silence doesn't make everyone worry. You don't know that Yue'er and the others have no intention of listening to you singing."
Hearing Ye Huang's words, Dongfang Youruo stretched out his tongue, obviously not expecting this.
