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Chapter 1,785: Aiming at Qiaoyu

Qiao Yu didn't know how Ye Mu'an persuaded Ye Lancheng. Anyway, after the father and son came out of the study, Ye Lancheng agreed with Qiao Yu to take Ye Yirui away.

Qiao Yu cast a grateful look at Ye Mu'an and assured Ye Lancheng that he would not let ET's people capture Ye Yirui this time.

Ye Lancheng snorted and ignored him, then reluctantly and very worriedly told Ye Yirui a lot of words.

Ye Yirui nodded like a fool: "I remember handsome dad, handsome dad, just rest assured and wait at home to become a grandpa. Next time you come back, I will bring you a fat grandson."

"It's grandpa." Ye Lancheng corrected him, then paused and said, "I want a granddaughter."

Ye Lancheng had planned it from the first day his precious daughter was born, and asked Ye Yirui to find a son-in-law and give him a granddaughter.

As he said this, he finally gave Qiao Yu a look: "The child's surname is Ye, do you have any objection to calling me grandpa?"

"No." Qiao Yu hesitated without hesitation.

Don't say that the child is neither his nor Ye Yirui's. Even if it is really his and Ye Yirui's, he doesn't care what the last name is.

His family has no throne waiting to be inherited.

Ye Lancheng finally gave Qiao Yu a good look.

An Zhisu held his forehead, making it seem as if the child had something to do with his daughter.

Ye Lancheng doesn't care whether it matters or not, anyway, what comes out of his daughter's belly is his grandson, no, granddaughter.

Qiao Yu took Ye Yirui away this time by directly using his teleportation ability. All of a sudden, the two living people disappeared in front of their eyes. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.

Ye Lancheng felt very depressed after Ye Yirui left, and went back to the room languidly.

After An Zhisu drove the children away, he went to find Ye Lancheng.

Ye Lancheng was lying on the sofa and seemed to be asleep, but An Zhisu and he had been married for half a lifetime. An Zhisu could tell at a glance whether he was asleep or not.

Knowing that he was not asleep, An Zhisu walked over lightly. Before he could reach him, Ye Lancheng opened his eyes.

"I knew you weren't sleeping." An Zhisu smiled and raised his head, placed it on the sofa, and let him rest his head on her lap.

Ye Lancheng rested his head on her legs and closed his eyes again.

An Zhisu massaged his head with just the right amount of force, and Ye Lancheng's frown relaxed after a while.

"What did Dabao tell you?" An Zhisu was quite curious. He didn't know how Ye Muan persuaded this daughter slave.

"He said that Xinxin didn't have amnesia, but he was just pretending." Ye Lancheng said.

An Zhisu chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Ye Lancheng asked her.

An Zhisu said: "I guess she was just pretending. Didn't you notice that she didn't touch any of the dishes she didn't eat during the meal?"

Ye Lancheng didn't pay attention to what Ye Yirui didn't eat. He just paid attention to what his precious daughter ate.

"Did Dabao tell you that Xinxin pretended to have amnesia and aspired to Qiaoyu?" An Zhisu then asked.

Ye Lancheng opened his eyes and looked at her: "Did you see it too?"

How come both his son and his wife could tell that their daughter liked Qiao Yu, but he didn't?

"Is it difficult to see? It's not like you don't know your own daughter's temperament. If she wasn't interested in Qiao Yu, why would she bother with this?" An Zhisu said.

Ye Lancheng snorted: "I don't know what's so good about that guy."

An Zhisu smiled and pinched his face, and said in a helpless tone: "As for you, it's because no man in the world is worthy of your dragon egg."

"That's right!" Ye Lancheng grabbed her hand, and her hand was as smooth as when she was young.

An Zhisu didn't bother to comfort him, since no one could change his mentality anyway.

She asked directly: "Then how did you figure it out?"

Ye Lancheng was silent for a moment and patted his side: "Lie with me for a while."

An Zhisu stood up and lay down on the outside of the sofa. Ye Lancheng turned sideways and hugged her into his arms, and his voice came from above her head.

"I thought of you."

"Me?" An Zhisu was confused.

She has almost no resemblance to Ye Yirui. Ye Yirui is the princess who was truly held in the palm of Ye Lancheng's hands and grew up. She also has two brothers who dote on her sister. She thinks that there will be someone to build a ladder to the sky.

"Well, the most regretful thing in my life is that I couldn't show up when you needed someone to protect you, otherwise you wouldn't have suffered so much.

When Dabao asked me if I could support his Zhou Quan if he didn't let Qiao Yu take Xinxin away, I knew I should let go.

Since I can't protect her, keeping her by my side will harm her. I've already regretted it once and don't want to regret it a second time.

Xinxin is the baby you worked so hard to give birth to for us. If anything happens to her, I will be most sorry for you. And the last thing I want to see in my life is your tears."

Having been married for half their lives, Ye Lancheng has always done more and said less, unlike Xia Jingze who can confess his love to Song Jiaren eighteen times a day.

It was rare to hear Ye Lancheng say such words, and An Zhisu was so moved that he wanted to cry.

She hugged his neck: "Ah Cheng, the greatest luck in my life is to marry you. Thank you for protecting me for half my life."

Ye Lancheng hugged her tightly. Seeing his children getting married one after another, he slowly felt that he was getting old and that he had less and less time to spend with his little wife.

"Let's go traveling." Ye Lancheng suddenly suggested.

"Where are you going?" An Zhisu asked.

"Let's see where else we haven't been together." Ye Lancheng said.

An Zhisu said with a smile: "If we don't hold hands together and fly through the sky together, why not let Dabao build a spaceship and let's go on a space tour."

Ye Lancheng:......

His precious daughter looks like him in every way, she just follows her mother's temperament.

While the couple was hugging each other and talking, Ye Yirui had been taken to a secret place by Qiao Yu.

As for how secretive this place is, Ye Yirui thinks it can't even be found on the map.

There is a forest for an unknown number of miles, and there is not a single house. There is only a small yard similar to the one Qiao Yu had on Fengshan Mountain.

Qiao Yu told her that this was where they would "live in seclusion" for the next few months. She would not be able to go out until she gave birth to the prophet.

Ye Yirui was completely confused and asked weakly: "Is there a network here?"

Qiao Yu shook his head.

"How can we live without the Internet?" Ye Yirui felt that he would be suffocated to death.

"I can't die." Qiao Yu pulled her into the house.

"No, even if we can't die without the Internet, what will we eat? We will die if we don't eat." Ye Yirui asked.

"I can't make you hungry." Qiao Yu didn't say much.

Ye Yirui endures.

She walked around the house, then came back and asked Qiao Yu: "Which room should we live in?"

Qiao Yu pointed to the left and right sides: "You live over there, I live over here."

Ye Yirui asked: "Why do we sleep in separate rooms? Aren't we husband and wife? Shouldn't husband and wife sleep in the same room?"

"You're pregnant." Qiao Yu gave the reason.

"What's wrong with being pregnant? Do you have to sleep in a separate room with me when you're pregnant? Don't you know that pregnant women are prone to depression when sleeping alone? Why are you such a scumbag?" Ye Yirui began to accuse.

Qiao Yu:......

"I don't care, I want to share a room with you and a bed." Ye Yirui didn't give Qiao Yu a chance to object, and ran into the room where Qiao Yu wanted to stay.

Qiao Yu has a headache. If he sleeps in the same bed as Ye Yirui, can he still sleep?


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