There were no toys in Ye Miao's room, only books one level higher than the other, and guns. The setting sun just projected onto the black surface of the guns, casting a layer of brilliance on them.

"You want another gun?" Ding Yiyi asked when she saw a small diameter 44-inch pistol on the shelf.

Ye Miao nodded, "I have thoroughly played the first few games."

He pulled Ding Yiyi to sit down, rested his head on her arm, and rubbed his cheek. Only at this time did he look most like a five-year-old child.

"Have you been called by grandma?" He tilted his head, looked at her, and turned over a page of the book.

Ding Yiyi nodded and said with a helpless smile: "Yes."

Seeing her forced smile, Ye Miao closed the book and put it aside, and sat down next to her obediently, "Don't help Ye Miao next time."

"I'm sorry." Ding Yiyi hugged him, tears rolling down her cheeks and into his collar, "I'm really sorry."

Ye Miao hugged her back and said, "You did a good job. Only in this way, grandma will not make things difficult for you."

Ding Yiyi was filled with emotion when she looked at the child in front of her who was so young but could think about herself. When Ye Miao was more than three years old, she told him everything.

About her and Derek, about how he was born, and about her and Ye Nianmo.

At that time, Ye Miao just asked her, "Mom, did you choose Father Ye?"

She nodded, "I love him very much."

From then on, Ye Miao never said anything again. She treated Ye Nianmo as always and treated Ding Yiyi even better.

After sitting with Ye Miao for a while, Ye Shuimo came back and asked for Ding Yiyi as soon as she came back. She has now gradually accepted this new mother.

When Ding Yiyi opened the door, Ye Miao called her from behind, "Mom, this is the best way to protect you and me, so don't be sad."

She trembled all over, nodded hastily and left.

After taking Ye Shuimo, the little man in his arms had two pigtails, his chubby cheeks waved his hands, "Meet daddy."

"Dad is working," Ding Yiyi nodded her little nose.

Ye Shuimo seemed to be very noisy today, still kicking his calves and twisting his body, "See dad."

Meng Tai also advised, "Why don't you take the lady to meet Mr. Ye? I believe Mr. Ye will also be very happy."

She couldn't withstand the lobbying, and besides, Ding Yiyi really raised Ye Shuimo as her own child, so she immediately called Ye Bo and asked Ye Nianmo about his schedule today. He knew that Ye Nianmo would be in the office in the afternoon, so we could still go together.

Have dinner.

"Take you to find daddy." Ding Yiyi kissed Ye Shuimo.

Ye Shuimo was more than three years younger than Ye Nianmo, but he was still tired from holding her. As soon as Ding Yiyi put him down, Ye Shuimo pouted and said, "A hug."

Mrs. Meng quickly stepped forward and picked her up, "Hold her high."

Arriving at the door of Ye Miao's room, Ye Shuimo twisted his body and said, "Let it go! Let it go!"

Meng Tai put her down without knowing why. Ye Shuimo's face suddenly became serious. He put his small palm on his lips to signal Ding Yiyi and Meng Tai not to speak, and then raised his small fist and smashed the door.

"Come in." The same childish voice sounded.

Ye Shuimo put his round head in first and called sweetly to Ye Miao who was reading, "Brother, I'm coming in."

Ye Miao responded, "Yes." His voice was neither salty nor light.

With his approval, Ye Shuimo first stepped in with one foot and then the other hand, just like a little crab.

Meng was too distressed, but also felt dissatisfied. What the hell, the lady had to be so careful about everything she did.
Chapter completed!