Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Ye Mulin patted Wen Yuan on the shoulder and comforted: "You have a child with him. You are Wen Yuan. You can fix him before, and you can do it in the future, I believe."

As for Lin Sisi, Mu Bai won't have any drama. Lin Sisi and Gu Ze have been in a mess for so many years, and they have not completely broken off. It is impossible to say that there is no feeling at all.

Wen Yuan smiled and moved his hands, "The bandage is good."

Ye Mulin also smiled: "It's okay."

He went downstairs with him, one after the other, exactly like a loving couple.

Ye Mubai sat, staring at them from the moment they went downstairs, with a somewhat profound expression.

Ye Mulin just pretended to be invisible, helped Wen Yuan into the seat, and thoughtfully helped her prepare the vegetables, "Your hand is hurt."

Wen Yuan smiled slightly.

Ye Mubai's brow furrowed.

After eating and talking for a long time, Su Fu wanted Ye Mubai to stay with her for a few days. Ye Mubai said quietly, "Mom, I have to go back to New York tomorrow."

Su Fu's face suddenly looked disappointed. She was originally extremely beautiful, and her unhappiness would make men feel particularly distressed, not only Hao Yun, but also Ye Zhenggang.

Hao Yun was gentle and comforted his wife: "Su Fu, Mu Bai will come back in the future. It's not impossible to see him anymore. The children have their own lives."

Su Fu patted his hand: "How can you understand my feelings."

Hao Yun smiled bitterly.

Ye Zhenggang is getting a little bit more exciting. Yes, Mu Bai is his son Su Fu and he has no relationship with Hao Yun. Of course he can't understand this feeling of being a parent, so he pretended to say: " Yes, Hao Yun, you have never had children, and you cannot understand how Su Fu and I are feeling."

I don’t know that Su Fu doesn’t eat his style. He glanced at him and said coldly, “I don’t know who forced him to learn directorship, otherwise he wouldn’t even know him.”

Su Fu was still sad, after all, she had experienced the pain of losing her beloved son, and now she needed Mu Bai by her side.

Ye Mubai forgot, but mother and child nature, such a beautiful and weak mother begged, he still softened his heart and lowered his voice, "Okay, I will stay two more days. But I won't disturb you and Uncle Hao. Just live here."

Su Fu was a little sad again, Ye Mubai took a breath and changed his mouth: "If you are not afraid of me interrupting."

"It's okay, I go to work during the day, and your mother is boring at home," Hao Yun said gently.

The matter was settled. At ten o'clock in the evening, Ye Mulin and Wen Yuan stood side by side to see off the guests.

Hao Yun drove, and Su Fu pulled Ye Mubai in the back seat of the car. Only Ye Zheng just stood there, a little at a loss, not home is loneliness.

He watched Su Fu leave and Mu Bai left. He wanted to catch, but he could only hold the air.

He sighed until the car was out of sight; "Mulin, I was wrong, isn't it? Your mother now sees me as air and ignores it."

Ye Mulin smiled very faintly, "Maybe it is."

His eyes met his father, one was in his twilight years, and the other was in full swing.

Ye Zheng had just looked at his eldest son, and could vaguely see what he was like back then, full of spirits, and Mulin was still young now, less than forty, and there were unlimited possibilities. Thinking of this, he felt that he was not wrong.

However, he looked closely and felt that Mulin was a little different from himself.