"Now that Su Shao has withdrawn from the marriage contract, let's discuss what to do next, right? Just now, the housekeeper said that there are already a lot of media outside the gate, and when you get home, you should discuss the tone of your mouth, be consistent in the face of the media, and don't go wrong, otherwise it will affect the family's business, and no one will have a good time. Ye Tiancheng spoke in a deep voice and took out the demeanor of the head of the family.

"What's there to talk about? Anything that is sure can be snatched away, it really makes people laugh off their big teeth. Ye Ya, it's not that my aunt said you, you said that you have a good skin, and in the end you can't even look at a man, it's really a joke to say it, but then again, with your domineering temperament, who can stand you, and Mrs. Su Shao, it's no wonder that Su Shao wants to withdraw from the marriage. ”

Ye Tianmei still didn't seem to feel satisfied, and she opened her mouth again and scolded Ye Ya, until she saw that her eyes were red, and she felt a little happier in her heart.

The Ye family didn't discuss anything in the end, Ye Tianmei insisted on taking Concubine Ye back, Ye Tianwei was a little undecided, but he was unwilling to publicly admit to renouncing from the marriage, or persuaded Ye Ya to go back and find Su Mohan to intercede again, while Ye Tianxiao thought that he couldn't take Concubine Ye back, worried that she would hate the Ye family, but he didn't want Ye Ya and Su Mohan's marriage to blow like this......

So after discussing for a long time, in the end, nothing was discussed, because Su Mohan had unilaterally announced his divorce, so none of them could think of anything that could change the man's mind for a while.

The media outside is in full swing, and Concubine Ye is still shrunk in Su Mohan's mansion and lives leisurely.

"Su Mohan, can you help me take a look...... What does this place mean? Concubine Ye casually held her hair, shrunk on the sofa in the flower room, and was looking at a book for knitting sweaters, and a few needles and a ball of wool were placed by her side.

Hearing this, Su Mohan, who was sitting on another sofa, put down the documents in his hand, got up and took the sweater book in Concubine Ye's hand, and sat directly beside her.

"This is the same as what I taught you before, like this...... Then take the line and let go of the ......" After Su Mohan glanced at it, he picked up the sweater needle at hand and demonstrated, and his movements were quite skillful.

Concubine Ye sat beside him, and couldn't help but complain in her heart, this man is really excessive, even if he is good at everything, but even knitting sweaters is so good, how can this make the majority of women live......

But staring, Concubine Ye was still staring at the movements he demonstrated, but looking at his more and more skillful posture, she couldn't help but look up and quietly look at him.

Although his face is cold, his eyebrows and eyes are delicate like a ghostly workmanship, and under the background of this large flower, he is handsome and elegant like an oil painting.

At this moment, his fingers were fiddling with the needle and thread, the white shirt on his body didn't seem to match the wool, and the slightly frowning brow was showing his dissatisfaction, Concubine Ye looked up at his side face, but her heart was pounding, and it almost rushed out of her throat violently, and those warm sunlight shrouded him, softening the coldness on his body.

Push over......

Push over!

Push over......

Concubine Ye swallowed her saliva, and those two words inexplicably appeared in her mind, as if something was shouting in her head, and her voice became louder and louder every time.