The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 762, It was clearly me who clung to you (2)
Looking around, the swing and the slide in the courtyard caught her attention.
She walked over and ran her hand along the slide.
Over a decade had passed, and the red slide had faded to a pale crimson, inexplicably taking on a bit more of a retro charm.
"This slide was prepared for you," Ye Yuan’s voice came from behind her.
Ye Jiuliang turned to look at him, her gaze catching the names carved on the swing and a flicker of a smile danced in her eyes.
It seemed her dad was still quite romantic. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
As she looked at the swing, Ye Yuan also turned his gaze to the swing under the old tree, a trace of longing crossing his brow.
He remembered a time when, on the way back from the amusement park, she had fallen asleep in the car and mumbled in her dreams about wanting a swing; he had taken note. Now the swing remained, but she had left him behind.
Seeing Ye Yuan’s sorrow, Ye Jiuliang knew he must be thinking of her mother. She changed the subject, "Dad, let’s go inside and have a look."
Ye Yuan nodded, pulling his suitcase as he walked with her towards the living room.
When they returned to the capital, Ye Yuan had already had the house thoroughly cleaned inside and out.
The living room was spotless, and instead of the cold black, white, and grey decor she had imagined, there was a very warm feeling the moment she stepped inside.
Photographs of their family of three adorned every corner cabinet, most of them taken at amusement parks.
She remembered insisting on taking photos with her father after seeing other families doing so; they had very few family portraits together.
Ye Jiuliang picked up one of the frames, a faint smile curling her lips as she looked at the woman nestled beside her father.
Her gaze shifted to the side. The man was gazing down at the woman with a smile hidden in the depths of his dark eyes, difficult to detect without a close look.
If her mother had realized her father had the same feelings for her, would things be any different today?
Ye Jiuliang suddenly remembered the item she had in her pocket. She put down the frame, turned to Ye Yuan, and said, "Dad, Mom asked me to give you something."
As Ye Yuan drew back the curtain, he looked at her with puzzled eyes. Mingqian had left something for him?
Ye Jiuliang walked over and handed him the folded letter and the wedding ring.
"This is what Mom left behind," she said.
Ye Yuan’s hand trembled as he took the ring. It was their wedding ring, the one that belonged to her.
He glanced at the ring on his own finger, feeling somewhat relieved by his past habit. To prevent losing the ring during a mission, he had always taken it off and put it in the safe; it was because of this that he still had his wedding ring. Otherwise, Mo Yu might have convinced him to throw it away.
And it was for this reason that Mingqian, the silly girl, was even more convinced that he didn’t love her.
Ye Jiuliang gave him a glance, then turned and walked upstairs to give him some privacy to read the letter from her mother.
Ye Yuan stood frozen for a good while before he finally moved.
He opened the yellowed letter and recognized the familiar handwriting as soon as he saw it.
Reading each word carefully, he held his breath, his eyes trembled slightly.
Upon reaching the last word, a mist seemed to form in his eyes.
They say a man does not easily shed tears, but only because he hasn’t been deeply hurt yet.
Water shimmered at the corners of the man’s reddened eyes as his fingers tightly clutched the letter, his knuckles turning white.
Who says it was you who held onto me? Clearly, I was the one who clung to you.
Mingqian you fool, didn’t you say you wouldn’t give up on me?
He held her ring, the one that belonged to her, and slowly slid it onto his other finger.
Mingqian, do you still like our home?
Upstairs, Ye Jiuliang looked around curiously.
When she reached one of the rooms, she paused in surprise at the doorway, her eyebrows and eyes betraying her astonishment.
She stepped inside. The empty room was filled with photographs, on the walls, on the desks, everywhere.
There were wedding photos of her parents, photos of the three of them as a family, but more than that, there were numerous solo portraits of her mother, all apparently taken candidly.
Ye Jiuliang reached out toward one of the photo frames and lightly caressed the woman in the photograph with his fingertips.
"Mom, the person you loved reciprocated your feelings, you must have been very happy, right?"
"Dad said he would plant a yard full of Champagne Roses for you, isn’t that romantic?"
She rambled on, as sunlight streamed in through the window, enveloping her, adding a sense of peace and beauty to the scene.
...
The Ye Family.
Dark clouds loomed; an oppressively gloomy atmosphere made it hard to breathe.
The old master Ye returned home and headed straight for the study, and by evening, he was still nowhere to be seen.
The dishes in the dining room went from hot to cold, and from cold to hot again, untouched.
In the living room, Xiang Zhen and her party were all seated on the sofa.
It was so silent, one could hear a pin drop; the stillness was suffocating.
"Mom, shall we start dinner first?" Ye Xin ventured in a low voice.
It’s not like they could just not eat because the old master wasn’t.
At her words, Xiang Zhen shot her a cold glance that was tinged with annoyance.
Ye Xin shrunk her neck back, feeling a surge of discontent.
It wasn’t her fault; why blame her?
"Mom, Uncle has returned, is he not planning to come back to the Ye family residence?" After Ye Miao returned and heard that Ye Yuan was still alive, he found it difficult to accept for a while.
Ye Yu was pensive, as if lost in thought, and said, "I don’t know."
Since Xiang Zhen and her group were here, she wouldn’t be foolish enough to speak her true feelings.
Her second brother had returned, and no matter how unpleasant the things he said today were, the old master surely wouldn’t let it go just like that.
Perhaps in a few days, the old master would confront her second brother again.
It seemed she had to accelerate the process of bringing Ye Lei down and secure the allegiance of the shareholders and directors to her side as soon as possible; otherwise, she feared she might end up with nothing.
Ye Miao furrowed his brow; if his second uncle returned, wouldn’t Ye Jiuliang be even more arrogant? There would be no place for him here.
At that moment, Aren came downstairs.
Still, there was no sign of the old master Ye.
"Aren, the old master still refuses to come down for dinner?" Xiang Zhen inquired.
Aren nodded helplessly, "The old master said he isn’t hungry and won’t eat; he told you to go ahead with your meal."
At these words, everyone exchanged glances.
It seemed the old master was still angry.
"Let’s start dinner," Ye Yu called out.
One by one, people began to move into the dining room, with Xiang Zhen and Ye Xin trailing at the end.
"Mom, since Ye Jiuliang is pregnant now, maybe we should..." Ye Xin started with her malicious plans again, a calculating glint in her eyes.
Before she could finish, Xiang Zhen’s expression chilled, and she grabbed Ye Xin’s arm with a warning, "Ye Xin, have you been taking my words for granted?"
Ye Xin froze, not understanding why she was suddenly so angry.
"Let me tell you, if you provoke Ye Jiuliang again, you’ll be left to deal with the mess you create," Xiang Zhen said sternly.
Xiang Zhen was well aware of Ye Yuan’s protective nature from early on; when he was still with the Ye family, he almost spoiled Ye Jiuliang to the heavens. Now that his temper had not subsided, provoking Ye Jiuliang would undoubtedly be the final straw to thoroughly enrage him.
