ASTNovels Chapter 192 I will never be wronged again!
Chapter 192 I will never be wronged again!
The voice coming from the ear gradually became low and ethereal, as if returning to the memory following the thoughts, but the tone was light, as if telling someone else's story.
Ye Lan couldn't help but see the scene of him confronting his father stubbornly with a rebellious face, full of gunpowder.
He must be disappointed, because he doesn't trust his father.
Although he looked cynical, lazy and casual, he seemed to care nothing and fearless, but no one was born like this.
Sometimes too much disappointment makes you numb, and you simply break the jar and use rebellion to firmly wrap your wounded heart.
"I'm sorry for you."
A wave of affection poured into Ye Lan's heart like a tide. She turned sideways and reached out to caress Lu Shiyao's cheek. Her bright and soft eyes met his deep and deep pupils.
Lu Shiyao was a little caught off guard, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, and a slight smile immediately appeared on his lips.
Holding Ye Lan's cheeks with both hands, she lowered her head slowly, pressed her lips against her lips and pressed a kiss softly.
Nostrils and breaths blend together, and a warm breath hits Ye Lan's mouth and nose.
She only felt a heat on her lips, a tingling in her heart, and her whole body was burning hot.
After a while, Lu Shiyao took a slow breath, stepped back a little, and stared deeply: "With my sister and the child who is about to be born, I will never feel wronged again."
At this moment, Ye Lan's heart was inexplicably sour, and she wanted to cry.
"Well, we will always be with you."
That night, Xu Shi returned to his home, or maybe the hearts of the two collided again, creating a more affectionate affection, and the two slept very soundly.
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Early the next morning, a private plane was slowly sliding off the runway.
In the luxurious cabin, Mai Zhe took off his glasses, and looked out the window in a daze.
The scene from last night kept replaying in my mind.
That seemed to be the first time my father had a long talk with himself.
It's just... it should be the last time.
He suddenly felt that he had been a joke for so many years, that he was just the illegitimate child of his mother before marriage, but he still thought he was the righteous young master of the Mai family.
Ah!What if you have shares in your hand?
That's what my mother sacrificed her life for.
Thinking of this, his eyes could not help but be stained with a layer of haze.
As the plane soared into the sky, he put on his glasses and glanced at the city below through the glass window.
This place...he probably won't set foot here again...
At the same time, in Tianyu Linyuan.
Ye Lan was supported by Lu Shiyao to the first floor when she saw Lu An'an practicing yoga in front of the French window in the living room, but there was a faint sound from the kitchen.
"Morning, Miss An An."
"Morning, Xiaolan."
Lu An'an was stretching his muscles and bones, and without raising his head, he greeted him, and then raised his voice: "Son, go and see if your dad's breakfast is ready."
Lu Shiyao raised his eyelids and glanced at Lu An'an, helped Ye Lan to sit on the sofa, and then lazily walked to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, McCas was concentrating on putting the fried eggs on the plate, when suddenly he heard a sloppy male voice behind him: "Is it ready? I'm hungry."
There was a pause in the movements of his hands, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Lu Shiyao leaning against the Nakajima stage with his arms folded and his back, a little impatience on his sleepy young face.
"It'll be fine right now."
As soon as I turned around, I suddenly remembered what my wife said about balanced nutrition, and then I looked at my son again: "Just go and wash some fruit."
Lu Shiyao raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you do it?"
"Aren't you hungry? Wouldn't it be faster for two people?"
McCass looked at him, spatula in one hand, plate in the other, trying to soften his tone.
"..."
So, he came to the kitchen to find work for himself? !
After a while, looking at his son who was quietly washing the fruit, McCas put down the plate and stood beside him pretending to be casual, with one hand in his pocket, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, hiding the trace of embarrassment in his eyes, and put The words that had been brewing in my heart all night finally came out:
"Iris, I'm sorry, I haven't seriously said sorry to you for so many years, maybe... I am a good husband, but I am not a qualified father."
"Since I know you exist, I have dreamed of being a close father and son with you, and I want to make up for you. But... I messed up by myself a lot of times, sorry! If I can be more patient, Communicate with you more, maybe the relationship between us will not be like it is today."
"..."
Lu Shiyao remained silent, expressionless, and kept moving his hands, a trace of darkness flashed through his dark pupils.
After a while, the breakfast carefully cooked by McCas and the blueberries that Lu Shiyao washed several times were placed on the long dining table.
Lu Shiyao put a bowl of millet porridge in front of Ye Lan, and said, "Eat slowly, be careful of burning."
"Ah."
Ye Lan looked at his careful appearance, and a smile appeared on his lips.
Seeing his son's thoughtful behavior, Lu An'an's eyes flashed with relief.
This way she can feel more at ease.
It's not that she is bragging, young boys like her son are really rare.
From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the silent man beside him, thinking of the similar personalities of the father and son, he couldn't help but lament the power of genes.
"By the way, the two of us will go back to the old house after dinner, and fly directly to Country F on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year."
Lu Anan took a sip of milk and said to the young couple.
"It will probably take a month or two before I can go back to China. Son, you have to take good care of Xiaolan. The third trimester is the hardest part. You should pay more attention and use more snacks!"
"And..."
Lu Anan was interrupted by his son before he finished speaking.
"Sister An An—"
There was a hint of helplessness in Lu Shiyao's dark eyes, and he hooked his lips: "We are not children anymore, so you should stop worrying about what you should do. My own wife, I know what to do."
"Stinky boy! Now you dislike me for being long-winded, don't you?!"
Lu Anan glared at him angrily.
"Don't dare."
Lu Shiyao shrugged, saying he didn't dare, but his expression made Lu Anan want to beat him up, but after looking at Ye Lan, he decided to forget it, and save him some face in front of his daughter-in-law.
Ye Lan was already used to the way her husband and mother-in-law got along, watching the two of them teasing, she just ate breakfast with a smile on her face and didn't interrupt.
And McCas is even more silent, after all, if he speaks, he can't please both sides.
A breakfast passed in such an atmosphere.
After the meal, the young couple followed Lu Anan and his wife back to the old house. After all, it was still during the Spring Festival, and the two of them had nothing to do at home, so they simply went back to the old house to accompany their elders.
On the fifth day of the lunar new year, Lu Anan flew to country F with McCas early in the morning, saying that he would accompany her husband to start a nearly two-month inspection.