Ye Nansheng put down the phone in a good mood, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Dad." Ye Ziyang knew in his heart that his father liked him as a little mother, otherwise, he wouldn't have laughed so happily.

Ye Nansheng smiled slowly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be deeper than just now: "It's your aunt who asked me to go home for dinner." ”

"Well, my father and aunt love each other." Ye Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief and said something that he had to say in his heart.

"It's more loving than with your mother, otherwise there wouldn't be a little flower." It's rare that Ye Nansheng can give birth to your daughter at the age of sixty.

Ye Zixiang asked tentatively, but he was worried in his heart: "Father Xiaohua is now three years old!" ”

"Exactly three years old." Ye Nan was born to the age of not hiding Xiaohua, and felt that this life was really good, and he had both children and daughters.

"I remember that my father had nephritis in five years, and at that time ......" Ye Ziyang deliberately said a sentence that could cause the following words.

Ye Ziyang wanted to speak and stopped, so much so that Ye Nansheng felt uncomfortable: "Ziyang, what do you mean?" ”

"I don't mean anything, is my father so sure that Xiaohua is your child?" Ye Ziyang bluntly said the concerns in his heart.

"Don't listen to your mother's nonsense, Xiaohua is my daughter." Ye Nansheng naturally won't forget what his wife said, you just kick someone else's child!

"Even if Xiaohua is your child, my sister, then I want to ask you, why is your complexion so bad recently, and the uncle said that you fainted during the meeting that day."

Ye Ziyang is the only seedling of their Ye family, the only male, and the Ye family, which has many female sorrows, naturally holds Ye Ziyang in the palm of his hand.

Ye Ziyang's uncle, that is, the Ye family is the head of the family, and the most favorite is Ye Ziyang, who treats him better than his own children.

"Ziyang, what do you want to say?" Ye Nansheng's expression tightened, and a trace of doubt appeared on his upright face.

"I want to say why do you trust that woman so much, my mother has been with you for thirty years, and you are still childhood sweethearts who have known each other since childhood, if she hadn't investigated and knew something, how could she let you confess your will."

Ye Ziyang said a long sentence, let out a long breath, and laughed in his heart.

"Ziyang, don't say it, I don't want to hear it." Ye Nansheng shook his head and decisively stopped what his son was about to say.

"Then I want to ask you, does she know that you made a will and will give me all the property, and she and Xiaohua won't get a penny?" Ye Ziyang ignored his father's entrustment, and anxiously said what was in his heart.

Ye Nansheng didn't say it in his heart, "I didn't say it." ”

"You see you didn't say it, if you say you're trying, see what kind of attitude this woman will have towards you."

Ye Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"Besides, everyone says that this child is not yours, why don't you do a personal examination and see if this child is yours."

Ye Nansheng's face was gloomy and in a trance: "This." "Yes.

"Don't do this, father, do you dare to do a full body examination in front of me?" Ye Ziyang saw his father's movedness, got up from the bed, and said a word of compulsion.

"Ziyang, what do you mean by that?" Ye Nansheng couldn't tolerate that his son questioned him like this, and even questioned his marriage.

"I mean you go for a paternity test to see if Xiaohua is not your daughter, and now your father has a problem with your body, and this problem is inseparable from that woman." Ye Ziyang opened his mouth and said the worries in his heart.