Fu Fengyi was thinking in her heart that this old Ye didn't know what was going on. He promised to come but didn't come.

She knew her son too well. On the surface, he seemed indifferent or even protesting towards his father, but in his heart, he longed for his father to come.

If he doesn't come now, he must be very disappointed, and he is doing this deliberately to show that he doesn't care.

He was already angry. If she persuaded him, he would vent all his resentment and hatred towards his father. Wanting Song and the servants were all here, so it would do no good to arouse his anger.

She looked at the housekeeper calmly and signaled him to refuse.

The housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward and said very respectfully: "Mr. Ye, thank you so much. It's just that my son is still young and cannot afford such a heavy gift."

"Accept the gift or leave, your choice is yours!"

Ye Qianmo's words were not serious, but his meaning was.

The housekeeper looked embarrassed and looked at Fu Fengyi for help.

Fu Fengyi said ambiguously: "In this case, you should keep it first."

The housekeeper knew that the meaning of "keep it first" was to find a place to properly store this generous gift, and when the relationship between father and son improved, he would return the things intact.

"Yes, ma'am!" He took the key box from the secretary.

"Secretary Li, you have worked hard, why don't you stay and have a casual meal." Fu Fengyi said politely.

Ye Qianmo responded indifferently: "No need, Mr. Chairman is still waiting for his reply. Please help me tell him that if you have money and no place to use it in the future, feel free to give me gifts. I have many servants here, so don't worry.

There is no place to distribute them. Move slowly, we won’t send them away!”

As the confidential secretary of the chairman of the board of directors, Secretary Li would not be greeted by others anywhere he went, or at least no one would look down upon him.

Today, Ye Qianmo was very angry.

But he is the son of the chairman, so he has to endure whatever anger he gets and still has to keep smiling.

"Mr. Ye, I wish you a happy birthday! I won't accompany you."

After Secretary Li left, Fu Fengyi told the butler to continue serving the food and it was time to start the meal.

As soon as he left, Ye Qianmo's expression returned to normal.

"Mo'er, it's your birthday today. Mom wishes you happiness every day! At the same time, this glass of wine should also be dedicated to Wanting and welcome her arrival." Fu Fengyi picked up the red wine and clinked glasses with Ye Qianmo and Song Wanting respectively.

The two young men stood and clinked glasses respectfully, and then sat down after drinking.

The assistant brought by Wanting Song stood close behind her, while Xia Youxin and Sun Mengmeng, who were specially assigned to take care of her, were left idle and stood a few steps away.

Xia Youxin had not yet recovered from the chairman's absence. She lowered her head slightly and kept looking at the ground.

Fu Fengyi observed secretly and felt that Ye Qianmo was in a good mood. Since Ye Haoran didn't come today, it might be difficult for the father and son to reconcile for a while. It seemed that she could only decide on the marriage.

"Tingting, your Uncle Ye and I are very optimistic about you. I asked Mo'er last night and he also expressed that he likes you. Auntie means that she hopes to see you two engaged and married as soon as possible. What do you think?"

Song Wanting's face turned red. The other words she said were all polite words. She just ignored them. What she paid most attention to was the sentence "Mo'er also said he likes you."

She shyly looked at Ye Qianmo's perfect, angular handsome face, wanting to ask him if he really liked her.

Such an expression showed that she admired him very much. Finally, there was something that made Fu Fengyi happy.

"Qian Mo, my aunt is here today and it's your birthday again. I want to tell you that I like you! I am willing to marry you!"

Song Wanting's bold confession earned Fu Fengyi's appreciative smile, and Ye Qianmo also curved his lips calmly.

He didn't know why when Song Wanting confessed her love, the corner of his eye glanced at Xia Youxin's face.

The damn woman actually looked at the ground with dull eyes, as if Song Wanting's straightforward words had no impact on her at all.
Chapter completed!