northernbook Chapter 327 All the rules set are no longer valid
Chapter 327 All the rules set are no longer valid
Ye Jinyu hesitated: "Is this...appropriate?"
Ye Chuyi knew she had taken action, so he immediately said, "There's nothing inappropriate about it. It's settled. You stay at my place first. When I take care of Wen Xingye's matter, it won't be too late for you to move back to the villa."
"I really don't want to go back to the villa right now, so I'll stay at your place first. But I'll handle Wen Xingye's affairs myself, and you don't have to get involved."
In addition to Wen Xingye, she has another person to deal with, that is Lin Yueqin.
All along, the person she trusted the most, besides Wen Xingye, was Lin Yueqin. She never dreamed that her husband would cheat and have an illegitimate child, and that the maid, who was like a sister to her, would swap her daughter.
She wanted to ask Lin Yueqin in person why she did this and whether she had any difficulties.
Near noon, Ye Chongzun came down from the study upstairs.
Seeing that Ye Jinyu had not left yet and was even still crying, his face looked very ugly, but when he looked at Ye Chuyi beside her and heard her clear voice calling him "Grandpa", he could only swallow his curse words.
He pointed at Ye Jinyu and said, "If you don't want to piss me off to death, get out of here!"
Ye Jinyu lowered her head: "Okay, Dad, I'll leave now."
Ye Chuyi took her arm, stood up with her, and said to Ye Zhongzun: "Grandpa, I will accompany my mother. Let's go to deal with Wen Xingye first. After we have dealt with him, we will come to see you!"
Ye Zhongzun frowned slightly, and finally nodded: "You decide. If there is anything you can't solve, call your uncles."
Ye Chuyi smiled at him: "Can I only call my uncles? Can't I call grandpa? Doesn't grandpa love me?"
No matter how cold-hearted Ye Chongzun was or how angry he was, his anger was dispersed by her sweet smile. The children in the family were all afraid of him, and no one dared to talk to her in such a joking manner.
No child would ever act like a spoiled brat in front of him.
But he felt that Ye Chuyi seemed to be acting coquettishly with him now.
He experienced a new and unique sense of accomplishment as an elder.
He looked at her for a long time, and when he saw his daughter pulling at his granddaughter's clothes, he motioned her to stop talking nonsense, and finally said, "Chu Yi, come here."
Ye Chuyi let go of Ye Jinyu's arm, walked up to the old man, and asked with a smile, "What are you doing, Grandpa?"
"What's your cell phone number?"
Ye Chuyi reported a string of numbers.
Ye Chongzun entered her cell phone number into his phone and called her.
After hanging up, he said, “If you encounter a problem that even your uncles can’t solve, then call me.”
Ye Chuyi saved his number and said with a bright smile: "Thank you, Grandpa. You really love me very much!"
After she finished speaking, she waved to the old man, took Ye Jinyu's arm, and went out with her.
In the living room, the housekeeper looked shocked.
The old man is too doting on his granddaughter who just came back!
Didn't he hate it when his children came to him when they couldn't solve problems? Didn't he scold anyone who dared to call him to complain? Didn't he say that he wanted to train all children to be independent and require them to solve their own problems?
Why is it that when it comes to Ye Chuyi, all the rules he set are no longer valid?
Ye Chongzun didn't care about the butler's astonishment. He looked down at the cell phone number of his granddaughter that he had just received and was in a good mood.
His daughter was stupid and cowardly, always making him angry, but his granddaughter was surprisingly smart and clever. As soon as she came back, she became close to everyone in the family, without any sense of strangeness, as if she had returned to the Ye family a long time ago.
He thought for a while, then turned to ask the housekeeper: "What do young girls like nowadays?"
The housekeeper was stunned: "Ah?"
"Forget it, you are already in your seventies and eighties, how would you know what a young girl likes."
The housekeeper felt a little hurt.
He is obviously only fifty years old, how can he be seventy or eighty years old!
"Call Ziran to me. He should know."
"Yes, Master, I will call Master Ziran right now."