The Young Master’s Bride

Ye Qingge longed to see her daughter in this life. She wondered if Li Mumu was also thinking about seeing her mother...

She still remembered that when she ticked him in the car just now, the handsome and cool face was filled with happiness.

If it is not, she can say it, but if it is, she can't say it...

"Am I yours?" Li Mumu rubbed his eyes fiercely with his sleeve, and then pulled out his nose, looking embarrassed like never before.

Li Nancheng looked distressed. When did this little ancestor ever be so embarrassed, when did he cry like this, he always made others cry.

Facing Li Mumu's questioning again, Ye Qingge's lips were trembling, as if a sharp knife was being pressed against his throat.

"Am I yours?" As expected, it was Li Beichen's son. The low and deep questioning voice hit Ye Qingge's heart heavily.

"Yes..." The tears in Ye Qingge's eyes fell instantly after cutting through the tip of the knife and squeezing out such a word.

"Grandpa, Brother Nan, you all heard this woman say yes. She said I was her own. If she dares to say that I am not his son, I will not raise her!"

Stubbornly dropping such a sentence, Li Mumu turned around and ran upstairs, his tears and snot mixed on his face, and those who were still handsome with his ruthless little face were angry.

Ye Qingge's body weakened in an instant, and Li Mumu's words were more threatening than Li Beichen and Feng Yan's threats, which made her feel tangled and made her chest tight...

Li Ximing was also stunned there. This little grandson of his own, he knows best, and there are really few people who can make him admire.

However, his deep feeling for Ye Qingge really shocked him. This child was really emotional. He just wanted Ye Qingge to be his mother. No one else would do it.

Li Nancheng was also dumbfounded. This little ancestor was so cruel, he actually forced his daughter-in-law three times, and when the uncle came back, he must have a good copy of him.

Ye Wenwen came back from buying vegetables and came to Ye Qingge's room to see her.

"Sister, what's the matter with you? The butler says you are uncomfortable?"

Ye Qingge was lying on the bed vacantly, really uncomfortable, the whole person seemed to be ill, and Li Mumu's mind was always crying and asking her.

She actually had the illusion that he was her child. Perhaps the kind nurse made a mistake back then. She gave birth to a son, not a daughter...

"I'm fine, I just have a headache!"

Looking at Ye Wenwen, Ye Qingge did have a headache. It was embarrassing to live here, and she couldn't let Wenwen live here anymore, it would be messier.

She doesn't want Wenwen to be wronged. She is a daughter who doesn't do anything at home, but she is angry with Nancheng when she cooks here.

"Sister, I'm going to buy you medicine, I know a painkiller is very effective!" Ye Wenwen looked distressed, and she was about to go when she got up.

"Wenwen, I'm really fine, sister has something to tell you."

"Wenwen, go home! Your mother should be worried about you. Then she will blame me for ruining you again. Be obedient, go back!"

"Sister, I won't go back. If you want to go back, you will go back with me, or I will be with you and never go anywhere. I will work here and won't cause you trouble, sister!"

Ye Wenwen's voice was choked when she spoke, and her eyes were red. She would feel sorry for anyone who saw her.