After dinner, Bo Xingzhi left first because he had something to do.
While the Ye family was immersed in joy, an uninvited guest came to the Ye family late at night.
The Ling Yichen brothers brought some fruit and went straight to visit.
Not only them, but also the Jing family brothers came over.
There are even brother and sister Zhuang Yan and Zhuang Xiaoyue.
Everyone seemed to have made an appointment and arrived at Ye's house almost at the same time.
The atmosphere in the living room is a little weird.
Ruan Su and the two elders of the Ye family came to the living room together. Old Mrs. Ye came to the main seat in a very elegant manner, and then ordered the servants, "Why don't you hurry up and make tea for all the young masters and ladies?"
"Okay, old lady." The servant quickly agreed and came down to make tea.
Ruan Su sat next to Zhuang Xiaoyue, "Xiaoyue, how are you doing lately?"
"It's pretty good, but we heard that Mr. Ye was back and wanted to come over for a visit. After all, Mr. Ye's plane had an accident during a practice some time ago, so it's natural for us to come over for a visit."
Zhuang Xiaoyue said as she handed the gifts that she and her brother Zhuang Yan had brought to Ruan Su, "These are some small gifts, they are nothing."
The gift prepared by the banker is quite thoughtful, it is a pair of safe jade buttons.
"I hope that Mr. Ye will be safe in the future." Zhuang Yan looked at Mrs. Ye, and then looked at Ruan Su, "Miss Ruan, where is Mr. Ye? Why don't you see him coming out?"
Ling Yichen laughed wildly, "Are you really a fool? So you don't dare to see anyone?"
The two brothers Jing Ren and Jing Huai are not so crazy, but their attitudes are not very good either.
Jing Huai looked around and said, "Young Master Ling is right. Will Young Master Ye really have any hidden illnesses after coming back this time? We still hope to see a safe and healthy Young Master Ye!"
Jingren's face was sallow and he looked very weak.
He couldn't help coughing several times, and then he said, "Ah Huai, don't say that. Young Master Ye must be fine. He will come out to chat with us later. After all, we haven't seen each other for so long..."
Ruan Su glanced at Jing Ren who couldn't stop coughing with his almond-shaped eyes. He was backlashed by the power of the formation. So far, there is no way to break it. His body is getting worse. If he doesn't receive treatment, he may die soon.
Even if it has become like this, it is really ridiculous to come to Ye's house to meddle in other people's business.
After hearing what these people said, Mrs. Ye's face didn't look very good.
It was obvious that they had all heard about "Ye Yanli" turning into a fool, and they were obviously here to watch the joke.
Look what they brought What are the gifts? Isn't it just some fruit? Who cares about it?
It seems like the Yan brothers and sisters came to greet me sincerely.
She darkened her face and spoke in a cold voice, "Yanli has just come back not long ago, and she is still feeling a lot of discomfort. It is not suitable to see guests today. I accept everyone's thoughts. I'd better drink some tea here and talk about the current situation."
Just go back."
Old Mrs. Ye's sword was not yet old, so she immediately issued an eviction order.
Not to mention a few of them, just their parents. If you are of your own generation here, you should drive them out or drive them out.
The Ye family is in decline and precarious, but the character of the Ye family cannot be lost.
At this moment, a silly voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, "Wow! There are so many people! Wife, why are there so many people? I want them to play with me, play with me!"
When Mrs. Ye heard that familiar silly voice, she couldn't help but close her eyes. Why did she run out?
Didn't he tell Song Jiayan that he must be optimistic about him?
Mrs. Ye looked towards the source of the sound with discomfort in her heart, and saw "Ye Yanli" running east and west, and Song Jiayan desperately chasing him behind.
Song Jiayan panted and grabbed his arm, "Let's go somewhere else to play, okay? Mom is here to receive guests!"
It's just like coaxing a child.
"I don't, I don't want it! I won't! I want to play here, it's fun here!" "Ye Yanli" pouted his mouth angrily, repeating what he wanted to express, coupled with that silly look,
Anyone who sees it will understand in their heart that the "Ye Yanli" in front of him is not normal, he is really stupid.
Zhuang Yan stood up in shock and walked quickly to "Ye Yanli". He said in disbelief, "Young Master Ye, I am Zhuang Yan."
"Ye Yanli" widened his eyes, looking innocent and silly. He still stuffed one finger into his mouth, and saliva was dripping down from his finger. "Zheng Yan? Who is it?"
This scene was a big joke in the eyes of the Ling brothers. Ling Yichen couldn't help laughing, "Master Ye, stop teasing us, what are you doing? Master Zhuang and you
The relationship has always been close and close. We all know that, but now you are here pretending not to know him? It’s so funny."
Even so, in his heart he agreed with the fact that "Ye Yanli" had become a big fool.
Jingren coughed several times
He said mockingly, "Young Master Ye is just teasing us, right? Is he really stupid? Or is he doing it on purpose? It would be such a pity if he is really stupid. In the future, our country will have one less person."
Where is the elegant piano prince!"
The utmost sarcasm.
"Young Master Ye, do you really not remember me?" Zhuang Yan looked at the "Ye Yanli" in front of him worriedly. He obviously had the same face, but why did he feel so different from the previous Ye Yanli?
Song Jiayan embarrassedly grabbed Ye Yanli's arm and smiled apologetically at Zhuang Yan, "He hurt his head when he had an accident, lost his memory and became stupid, making you laugh."
Being stupid is a fact, and amnesia is also a fact.
Rather than letting them feel weird, it's better to admit it directly. .??.
Song Jiayan glanced at the guests present with a stiff face, and said in a cold voice, "I know you are curious, but...it doesn't matter, no matter what he becomes, he is still a member of the Ye family. As for those who want to
People who want to see jokes and laugh at us are not necessary and will only make our hearts stronger."
Her hand held "Ye Yanli's" hand, and she could clearly feel his rough palm.
She was slightly surprised. When did her husband's hands become so rough? Could it be caused by wandering outside?
It won't become so rough so quickly, right?
But the current situation gave her no time to think too much, because Jing Huai started laughing again.
"Why is Mrs. Ye so angry? We just came to visit and say hello, and there is no other meaning. After all, we all live in the capital, and it is normal for everyone to care about each other and the family. There is no need to regard our concern as
Ridicule. Don’t think too much about it.”
Jingren heard what his brother said and continued, "Don't mistake our good intentions for bad intentions. You are too sensitive, we have no other intentions."
"Yes! Everyone is really concerned and concerned." Ling Yichen also said, "Since we see Young Master Ye standing in front of us safely, I would like to congratulate Young Master Ye and welcome Young Master Ye back."
Ling Yixin nodded and expressed congratulations.
Jingren coughed heavily again to cover up the sweet smell of blood coming out of his throat, "Because I'm not feeling well, A-Huai and I will go first."
Ling Yichen also stood up, "We won't disturb you anymore. Mrs. Ye should rest early."
With that said, the four of them all left Ye's house.
The living room suddenly seemed a little empty. Zhuang Yan looked at the silly "Ye Yanli" with some sadness, then looked at Ruan Su and Song Jiayan, and finally his eyes fell on Old Mrs. Ye, "It's really a pity that Mr. Ye has become like this. If there is any need for the banker,
Feel free to ask. After all, Mr. Ye has helped me a lot in the past."
Zhuang Xiaoyue was also very sad. How could a good person turn into a fool with amnesia?
Thinking of Ruan Su's help to her, she felt full of sympathy for "Ye Yanli" in her heart.
"My brother is right. Both Mr. Ye and Xiao Su are kind to our banker. We cannot be people who forget our gratitude. If there is anything we need help with, we must just ask."
"It was Xiao Su who saved me when I had a bad face. Otherwise...I would probably still be an ugly guy with a bad face now."
"Thank you for being so affectionate to the Ye family at this time." Old Mrs. Ye sighed heavily, and then shook her head helplessly, "There is no way, our Ye family has been having a bad year recently."
"Old lady, don't be too pessimistic. It will get better after all." Zhuang Yan said a few more words of comfort. It was not convenient to bother him here all the time, so he took his sister Zhuang Xiaoyue and left.
Looking at the dark night outside the living room door, Mrs. Ye stood up and said, "I'm tired. I'm going back to rest."
Everyone then dispersed.
After "Ye Yanli" was sent back to the room next to Mrs. Ye and Mr. Ye by Song Jiayan, Song Jiayan also returned to her and the baby's room.
At this time, Ruan Su was sitting in his room and began to observe "Ye Yanli"'s room.
While everyone was having dinner, she quietly excused herself to go to the bathroom, and then actually went to "Ye Yanli's" room, and quickly installed a pinhole monitor into the branches and leaves of the flower pot.
It is very hidden and generally not easily discovered.
At this time, she was staring at the screen on the computer and saw that "Ye Yanli" had calmed down the silly expression on his face after Song Jiayan left, looking cold and gloomy.
Ruan Su raised her lips, is this your true face?
Song Jiayan always felt something was wrong while sitting in her room. She thought about it and went out, knocking on the door of Mrs. Ye and Mr. Ye directly, "Dad, Mom, I have something to tell you."
Old Mrs. Ye looked at her with a heavy heart, "I know what you are going to say, but, Jia Yan! It's better to have one stupid person than none at all, so... you'd better go back."
"Mom, what do you mean by this?" Song Jiayan was shocked and looked at her in disbelief and confusion, "But... why?"
