The Villainess is Three and a Half Years Old

"But Ziyu..."

Ye Ya only said four words and was taken outside by Ye Linchuan in his armpit. He found a quiet corner to put her down and looked down at Ye Ya.

"Believe it or not, I threw you away."

The man's voice was cold, with no emotion in it.

His patience is limited, and some childish and superficial behaviors of children can be endured, but it does not mean that he will endure all the time, especially Ye Linchuan doesn't like this fake at all, even if he takes a look at it, he will feel extremely tired. Now she rashly broke into the company and made a fool of herself at the meeting, which undoubtedly aggravated the unhappiness in her heart.

These words didn't make Ye Ya angry. She had a pale face, and she said in a loud voice, "You can throw me away, but you can't throw away Ziyu."

Ye Linchuan looked down at the watch, and his expression became more and more impatient as the second hand moved.

"Ziyu ran out, aren't you worried?"

Ye Linchuan's breathing was stagnant, and his gloomy face was cracked with tiny traces.

"Mr. Ye, Director Zhao is here." The secretary came over to talk.

She glanced at Yeya and reminded in a low voice: "The shareholders are waiting for you, by the way, the branch is coming to ask for the account."

"I know." Ye Linchuan's tone was a little darker, "I'll go over right away."

The secretary leaves again.

Ye Linchuan closed his eyes, pressed his eyebrows, took a deep breath, "I'll let Assistant He send someone to look for it, I'm too busy to leave now, you and Ye Qinghe go home, don't bother me, don't bother me, understand? "

After saying this, he strode away.

Ye Ya was stunned, and rushed to catch up with her short legs: "But Adi won't go? Mom said that the bell still needs to be tied. If you don't go, Brother Ziyu will still be very sad."

Ye Linchuan was expressionless and turned a deaf ear.

Ye Ya huffed and breathed, and even though she was tired, she still did not forget to speak: "You can't be a father like this, be careful... Be careful that Ziyu and your brother will expel you from the fatherhood. If you expel you, you won't be able to be someone else's father."

Ye Linchuan snorted and stopped abruptly. He lowered his head and looked at her clear eyes: "Father and son are related by blood. Although what you said is plausible and reasonable, no one in this world can fire their parents." After speaking, Ye Linchuan pushed the door into the conference room and gave Ye Ya a closed door.

She stared blankly at Ye Linchuan who was seated in the room, her arms dropped, and her body slumped as if she had lost her strength.

It is true that father and son are related by blood, but if the father breaks the heart of the baby, what is the use of blood relationship no matter how close it is?

Ye Ya felt inexplicably holding her breath in her chest. My mother said that this feeling is called anger.

right! curse! !

She's going to curse! ! !

Ye Ya clenched her fists, stomped her feet fiercely, opened her mouth wide and said loudly inward: "Stinky brother, you are a big idiot!! Your jiojio is also stinky!!!!"

There is a soundproof wall in the conference room, and people inside can only see her blushing shouts. No one can hear the specific content, but the staff in the corridor can hear it clearly. When passing by, they all smile and pretend not to hear it.

Through the fan glass, Ye buds made a mess.

Ye Linchuan automatically ignored the fiery gaze outside the window, his long eyes lowered, and his expression was calm, which was in sharp contrast to the stalemate under the stage.

"Mr. Ye, we are very grateful for your contribution to the Ye family, but in this situation, we have to suspend your work."

There was a shareholder resolution in front of him, and the bottom was full of fingerprints. In the short time he left, everyone present voted to let him leave his current position.

- Obviously, this was planned.

Facing the aggressive gazes from several pairs, Ye Linchuan still maintained the elegant sitting posture before, his expression unchanged, as deep and calm as ever.

"In your opinion, the current situation is caused by me alone?"

They looked at each other under the stage, which was the default.

Ye Linchuan couldn't help laughing, his fingers tugged up the thin sheet of paper, his long eyes glanced over ten lines, and his attention stopped at the end of the name Zhao Jiaming.

"In order to avoid greater economic losses, it is the best choice for Mr. Ye to temporarily resign. Or Mr. Ye wants the company to carry the debt with you?" Zhao Jiaming sat down on the side, with his hands folded on the table, his thumbs rubbed inadvertently write.

Even though he tried his best to pretend to be calm, Ye Linchuan picked up his tone at the end and noticed a little smugness.

He is the deputy director of the company. Once Ye Linchuan leaves, Zhao Jiaming will replace him in his current position.

"Not to mention..." Zhao Jiaming seemed to smile, "Mr. Ye's foot injury hasn't healed yet."

Ye Linchuan's face was light: "Mr. Zhao didn't even solve the problems on his medical checklist, but he was concerned about my little injury."

Thinking of Zhao Jiaming's dodging appearance during the last physical examination, all the people in the office looked over.

Zhao Jiaming couldn't hold on to his face, so he said with a heavy breath, "Mr. Ye, we don't want to quarrel with children. Everyone here understands your feelings, but I still hope that President Ye will respect the resolutions of the shareholders. We have worked together for many years, and I believe that no matter who it is. I don't want things to be too ugly."

The conference room fell into a long silence again, all watching Ye Linchuan waiting for his final vote.

Time passed little by little, and after a few minutes, Ye Linchuan slowly raised his eyes and laughed.

"Of course I won't veto everyone's decision." He stood up, looked at Zhao Jiaming and said, "It's just that my position is a bit high, so please don't bow your waist when Mr. Zhao is sitting."

Zhao Jiaming completely ignored the sarcasm in his words and got up and stretched out his hand.

Ye Linchuan sneered lightly, avoiding the palm like a wild cat and a wild dog, strutting his head high, and leaving the conference room without looking sideways.

"Mr. Ye, Qing He and Ye Ya are waiting for you in the living room..."

Seeing him come out, Assistant He, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly followed, "I have already contacted the bodyguard, and they have already looked for him again."

"You don't have to call me President Ye in the future."

Assistant He was stunned and stopped: "What?"

With no one left or right, Ye Linchuan grabbed Assistant He and whispered in a very shallow voice, "Help me stare at Zhao Jiaming." After speaking, he patted Assistant He on the shoulder, turning around and entering the meeting regardless of his stunned expression. living room.

The living room is spacious and bright, and the green plants dotted in the corner become the bright color of the whole room.

Standing in front of the door, he saw Ye Qinghe and Ye Ya who were waiting anxiously on the sofa.

Ye Linchuan tore off his tie and kneaded it into a ball, stuffed it into his pocket at will, "Let's go."

Two figures, one big and one small, all looked over.

"Look for Ziyu."

Ye Qinghe pursed his lower lip, took Ye Ya's hand and followed his father.

The news of Ye Linchuan's departure reached the ears of every employee of the company at the speed of light, and everyone who passed by would cast a strange look at Ye Linchuan. Ye Linchuan, who was under the gaze, had a straight spine, his eyes were cold, and he was not affected in the slightest, as if he was not the one in focus.

"Adi, they're all looking at you." Ye Ya broke the silence unknowingly.

The three entered the elevator, Ye Linchuan pressed the number and lowered his eyes slightly: "As you wish, I was fired." He sneered, "Are you satisfied, little monster?"

That look was a bit scary, Ye Ya hid behind Ye Qinghe, only revealing one big eye to look at him secretly.

He was very bad, and even the thick cloud above his head expanded in a circle.

Arriving at the garage, Ye Linchuan just took out the car keys when he was stopped by the company staff who came from behind.

The other party's shoulders were close together, clearly afraid of Ye Linchuan, and said timidly, "Mr. Ye, according to the regulations, you can no longer use the company's vehicles."

His big ben is the name of the company, and it is the property of the company.

Ye Linchuan's eyes were condensed with dark tides, but the little assistant who was instructed to act made his scalp numb due to the vicious eyes staring at him. Seeing that he couldn't hold it any longer, a bunch of black keys floated in front of him and hit the ground. Without saying a word, he picked it up and hurried back.

"Dad..." Ye Qinghe's voice was worried.

Ye Linchuan didn't respond positively, "If you can't make it by calling a taxi, let's take a taxi and leave."

"Okay." Ye Qinghe tightened Ye Ya, "Dad, are you okay?"

okay?

He's good, he can't be better.

only……

Ye Linchuan stopped and glanced at Ye Ya, and spit out a few words: "You are a disaster star."

When the little monster, who has always been praised as lucky, heard this again-he was heartbroken.

She forgot to blink, her clear eyes were full of amazement, and although she didn't speak, she could see that she was going through great sadness.

"Dad! How could you say such a thing to her!" Ye Qinghe became anxious, and bent over to block Ye Ya's ears, "Why are you arguing with a child."

"Am I wrong?" Ye Linchuan laughed angrily, all the resentments he had experienced recently erupted at this moment, "I have a good day since she came to now? No." He bent down and pinched Ye Ya. Cheek, burning and pressing, "Even if you look the same as my daughter, you are just a fake replica. You should never expect me to give you a little bit of fatherly love."

"Dad!" Ye Qinghe patted Ye Linchuan's hand away, looking at her reddened face with distress, his tone was filled with tears, "What are you going to do? If you didn't want to be angry with Ziyu, and now with Ye Ya, you must be really dissatisfied. , If you're really unhappy, don't support us!"

He swallowed the sourness, rolled up the sleeves of his school uniform and wiped away the hot tears that poured out, picked up Ye Ya and walked forward.

"I shouldn't have come to see you..."

He had expectations for his father, and he regarded him as a backer no matter what.

He tolerated his pain, understood his hardships, and was willing to take on the responsibility of parenting every time he was away.

But……

Father never thought about them, never took the slightest responsibility.

Ye Qinghe felt suffocated, he quickly squatted at the corner, clutching his chest and panting in pain, tears slid down his cheeks into his half-opened mouth, not salty, only bitter.

"elder brother?"

Ye Ya's eyes were frightened. He couldn't say anything to comfort her. He wanted to raise his hand to touch her head, but he couldn't even move his fingertips.

In an extremely urgent moment, the white cat appeared again, closed his eyes and breathed into his body, and his body became transparent again as the breath dissipated.

Ye Ya was startled, and a thought suddenly appeared.

"You...are you a mother?"

The white cat looked at Ye Ya and nodded.

Ye Qinghe's breathing gradually stabilized, and it won't take long for him to recover.

Ye Ya clenched her fists, made up her mind secretly, and asked in a low voice, "You know where Ziyu is, right?"

The white cat nodded again.

"Can you tell me?"

It floated silently in the air, gently placed its forehead on Ye Ya's forehead, and saw through the vast white fog, Ye Ya saw the familiar shadow at the end of the white fog.

- It's Ziyu.