Ex-husband always wants to remarry me

Chapter 449 Family Heirloom (1)

Duan Yarong and An Yue were startled, and after looking at each other, they couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Lele looked up at the crowd blankly, not understanding that she was talking about a very serious topic, why are they all laughing at herself?
Thinking of this, Lele became more and more wronged, her mouth shrunk, and tears began to roll in her eyes.

Today is the weekend, and Zhao Yulin would play with him at this time on weekdays, even if Zhao Yulin didn't play with him, there would be other people to play with him.

But everyone started to get busy early this morning, Zhao Youlin and Duan Yarong couldn't spare time, and even the servants couldn't spare time to play with Lele.

Lele could only settle for the next best thing, followed obediently for a whole day, and was really bored, so she ran down the stairs.

Seeing An Yue who was talking to Duan Yarong downstairs, Lele's eyes lit up, and before she had time to think about it, she rushed towards An Yue like a small cannonball, but she didn't want even An Yue to laugh at him. Even more wronged.

Seeing that Lele was about to burst into tears, An Yue quickly stopped smiling, and hurriedly said: "Sister An Yue stopped laughing, it's my sister's fault, Lele don't cry, my sister will play with you right now."

Compared to An Yue's panic, Duan Yarong was much calmer. He frowned after hearing An Yue's words, and reminded her in disapproval: "Lele, you can't call her Sister An Yue from now on."

Lele's attention was attracted all of a sudden, and she didn't care about crying anymore. She asked curiously, "Why can't you call me sister?"

"Because she will soon become your uncle's wife, so you should call her aunt."

"Uncle's wife?" Lele bit her fingers and looked at this and that, with a confused look on her face.

"Eh..." Duan Yarong paused, then pointed at Han Yichen and said, "This is your mother's brother, you should call him uncle."

Lele could recognize that the uncle in front of her had been to the house last time and had dinner with them, so she nodded half-understanding, and called obediently: "Uncle."

The child's crisp voice was full of imperceptible coquettishness. Rao Han Yichen couldn't help softening the lines of his face when he heard the call, nodded and uttered a word: "Good boy."

Duan Yarong hurriedly introduced: "Your sister An Yue is your uncle's fiancée. After they get married, they will be husband and wife, just like Lele's parents, so Lele can no longer call you sister An Yue. Aunt."

The poor child was so completely dizzy by the adults, his big eyes looked at this and that in a daze, and finally he called out to An Yue uncertainly: "Auntie."

An Yue blushed when he called her auntie, but Duan Yarong happily hugged Lele and kissed her: "My precious grandson is so smart, well, Yue Yue, take Lele to eat something first , if you are hungry, you can eat something to fill your stomach first. Lele, can you take your aunt around the house?"

Lele originally wanted to pull An Yue to play with him, but Duan Yarong's proposal hit his chest, and happily pulled An Yue to go out.

An Yue touched the bracelet on her hand, hesitated for a moment, and smiled slightly: "Then...Mom, I'll take Lele to play first."

Duan Yarong knew that she accepted it, and said happily: "Go, go, we will go to find you in a while, and you can tell the servants if you have anything, I have already told them in advance, you just treat it as your own." home is fine.”

An Yue responded lightly, and turned to leave with an excited Lele.

Duan Yarong watched one big and one small leave, turned her head to focus on Han Yichen again, and said with a smile: "A month ago, I never dared to imagine that I could sit with you like this now."

Han Yichen's eyes flickered slightly, and he said meaningfully: "In the future, there will be many opportunities like this, and more and more people will be by your side."

Duan Yarong was stunned, and it took a while to hear the unfinished words in Han Yichen's words, and the smile on her face became more and more warm and relieved.

When Sun Fengzi and the others arrived, it was the busiest time for people to come and go. Zhao Yifei followed behind Sun Fengzi with little interest, looking for beautiful young girls at the banquet as usual.

Suddenly, Zhao Yifei's steps stopped, and his face darkened in an instant. Looking at the young man talking and laughing not far away, a trace of obvious displeasure flashed across his eyes.

Sun Fengzi found that her son hadn't followed, she turned her head to look at Zhao Yifei, who was behind, and asked in confusion, "Yifei, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Zhao Yifei withdrew his gaze, "I feel a little sick to my stomach, and I want to go to the toilet. You and Dad go there first."

"Stomach is uncomfortable? Did you eat something unclean before? It doesn't matter, or let's go back to see a doctor first, anyway..."

"Are you annoying?" Before Sun Fengzi finished speaking, Zhao Yifei interrupted her impatiently, "I told you to go first, so hurry up, what are you talking about?"

The expression on Sun Fengzi's face suddenly froze, but the one in front of her was her own son, so she couldn't get angry, so she said awkwardly: "Then you go to the bathroom first, remember to come to us when you come out."

"Got it, I'm not a three-year-old kid, I'm so annoying, let's go!"

Sun Fengzi had no choice but to drag Zhao Shunchang inside to make fun of herself.

Seeing the two disappear, Zhao Yifei immediately turned around and walked towards the direction he was looking at just now.

Zhao Youming was having a lively chat with some well-off bosses. These bosses were already bewildered by his eloquence and polite appearance, and they praised him a lot.

At this moment, a mocking sneer suddenly came from behind the group of people: "I said who was blocking the gate and attracting bees and butterflies like a peacock. It turned out to be you, Zhao Youming."

Zhao Youming was also taken aback when he heard this voice, and the cold light in his eyes flashed away, but when he looked up, he changed into a surprised and happy expression: "Cousin, you are back. When did you return to China, why don't you tell us Talk to grandpa?"

Zhao Yifei walked slowly in front of several people, and when he heard Zhao Yuming's words, he laughed more and more contemptuously: "Who are you? Why do I have to tell you when I return to China? Also, what kind of cousin? You deserve it?"

Zhao Youming's face turned pale, and he said with grief: "Yifei, I know you have some prejudices and misunderstandings about me, but I am your cousin after all, and I have an irrefutable blood relationship with you, and I am your elder I won't tell grandpa what you said, but it's better not to say such things in front of other people in the future, otherwise, if it reaches grandpa's ears, cousin, you will..."

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