The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"I'm deaf, I want you to rub your wife's arms."

Ji Ye picked up the apples in the fruit bowl and threw them at 49 on the opposite side, hating that iron could not become steel.

49 raised his hand and easily took the apple that Ji Ye had thrown at him, put it back into the fruit bowl, and rubbed Haman's arm honestly.

"I am fine."

Haman said softly, and in turn pinched 49's arm.

49's mouth curved a little more, and he lowered his head and kissed Haman.

Ji Ye's fists were hardened. Would anyone do such a thing in front of his father? When he was young, he had to avoid his father when kissing his wife, but 49 did it blatantly.

Forget it, young people are now more open-minded. If I care too much, they still think I'm an antique.

Ji Ye honestly soaked his feet without making a sound, while looking at Haman who was squeezing 49's arm, he felt deeply in his heart that apart from being mentally retarded, this child was really impeccable and a good wife.

I, Ji Ye, haven’t done anything wrong! He has always done good things in his life, but why did his son find a wife with mental problems?

Or, do I have too much blood on my hands?

Ji Ye suddenly stretched out his hand and stared, but he killed all bad people!

If my wife knew that her son had suffered retribution because of me, I wonder if she would be angry with me.

Ji Ye felt heavy and looked at the palm of his hand in despair.

49 raised his head and glanced at Ji Ye. Although he didn't know what happened to his father suddenly, he could tell that he was not in a good mood.

49 peeled an orange and handed it to Ji Ye opposite.

Ji Ye stayed for a while, then looked up at 49 across from him.

"Anything on your mind?"

49 asked casually, and handed the orange to Ji Ye again.

Ji Ye's eyes suddenly became hot. This was the first time 49 took the initiative to chat with him after returning home, and even peeled an orange for him.

"It's okay, what can happen?"

Ji Ye smiled and took the baby orange and looked at it, tasting it slowly like a delicacy from the mountains and seas.

The more he ate, the more he wanted to cry. Originally, his wife could also receive this treatment, but now he was the only one left.

Ji Ye didn't dare cry in front of 49, fearing that 49 would dislike him, so he tried his best to hold back his tears.

49 If you are not blind, how could you not see the tears in Ji Ye's eyes.

He didn't ask, then peeled an orange for Ji Ye and handed it to Ji Ye.

Ji Ye sniffed and took it, crying and laughing, looking honest and heartbroken.

"The oranges are so sweet this year."

He told 49 with a smile, with wrinkles and tears at the corners of his eyes when he laughed.

The oranges in previous years were also sweet, but not as sweet as the oranges 49 peeled for him.

49 clenched his big hands on his legs. He wanted to comfort Ji Ye, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

In the end, he chose to peel oranges for Ji Ye silently. They were relatively speechless face to face, but the atmosphere was better than usual, and a satisfied smile slowly appeared on Ji Ye's face.

The old butler held the things on the tray and stood at the door of the dining room, watching. When he saw that the atmosphere between Ji Ye and 49 was getting better, he smiled and walked towards the sofa.

"Second Young Madam, come here, warm yourself up first."

The old butler put the hot cocoa on the coffee table in front of Harman, then placed two freshly baked egg tarts and a small piece of cake, and gave 49 a cup of hot water.

49 stared at the hot water in front of him without saying anything. He just raised his head and glanced at the old housekeeper.

The old housekeeper blinked at 49 in confusion, "Do I want to add some sugar to you?"

Is he someone who likes to drink sugar water?

49 complained in his heart, but in the end he didn’t say anything. He picked up the hot water and took a few sips. He felt that if the old housekeeper remembered to give him a cup of hot water, he should have burned the incense. After all, the men in his family were raised rough. , What kind of hot cocoa can I use to warm myself up? The old housekeeper would never say this before.

Haman, who was eating the egg tart with his mouth covered, looked at the old butler and then at 49. Finally, he glanced at the glass of boiled water in 49's hand. He didn't understand why the old butler gave his young master this drink, but gave him sweets and hot cocoa.

"Second Young Madam, come, ah, grandpa will feed you cakes."

The old butler took a small piece of cake, forked a little and handed it to Haman, smiling so hard that his teeth couldn't be seen.

Haman looked at 49 first, and when he saw no objection from 49, he took his hand away and opened his mouth slightly.

"Oh, our second young mistress is awesome. She is much more obedient than my father when he was a child. He won't eat anything and gets into a tantrum and cries."

Ji Ye, who was lying down for no apparent reason, wanted to blow the old housekeeper's head off. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. Feeding Haman, just feed Haman. What are you doing with him?

49, who was drinking hot water, pressed the corners of his mouth and smiled obviously.

The cola made Haman extremely sad. The old housekeeper gave Haman another bite of cake and said with a smile, "When the second young master was still very young, he slept with the master and his wife. He wet the bed in the middle of the night and insisted that it was the master who peed. They made a lot of noise and refused to let anyone let him go. I woke up the old man, hahaha, and then I was beaten by the old man and made to kneel until dawn.”

The old housekeeper laughed heartlessly. Ji Ye and 49 both looked at the old housekeeper with dark faces and wished they could sew his mouth shut.

The old housekeeper hadn't noticed that the older and younger masters were so angry that they kept laughing and burst into tears.

It was the first time Haman heard about 49's childhood. He looked at 49 curiously and asked him if what his old butler said was true.

How could 49 admit it, pick up Haman and go back to the room immediately? If he continues to stay here, the old housekeeper can tell him all the stupid things he did when he was a child.

"Hey, Second Young Master, you can just leave. Why are you taking Second Young Master away with you!"

The old housekeeper yelled at 49, who was carrying Haman up to the second floor, still holding a half-eaten cake in his hand.

"Oh, this kid is really disobedient when he grows up."

The old butler changed his fork and ate the piece of cake himself, muttering not to waste it.

Ji Ye looked askance at the old housekeeper, his mouth would have to be sewn shut sooner or later.

Now he wanted to pat Ji Cheng's door and ask Ji Cheng to clean up the old housekeeper.

After finally eating and going out, Heizi came out of the first floor and passed by the hall. He nodded politely to Jiye and the old housekeeper, and hurried out of the courtyard to change his shift halfway up the mountain next door.

"With a figure like this, it would be a shame not to cut sugar cane."

Ji Ye followed Heizi with his eyes and clicked his tongue twice.

The old butler who was eating the cake looked up and wanted to say something. Ji Ye knew that ivory could not come out of his dog's mouth, so he immediately raised his hand to stop him, "Shut up, I don't want to hear it."

The old butler yelled, quickly put away the cups on the coffee table, and said to Ji Ye before leaving, "There is a centipede next to your bucket."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh where is the centipede."

Ji Ye suddenly jumped up from the bucket, holding the pillow and looking around quickly with a pale face. He had been bitten by a centipede before, and he was most afraid of centipedes.

The old housekeeper who entered the kitchen with a cup shook his head, "Where did the centipede come from in this cold weather? Soaking your feet will make you stupid, kid."

"housekeeper!"

Ji Ye seemed to have come to his senses and yelled at the old housekeeper in the hall.

The old housekeeper put down the cup and ran out of the back door quickly, covering his ears as he ran, "Old man, I can't hear, I can't hear, I can't hear."

"Ah, that damn old man pissed me off so much."

Ji Ye threw the pillow angrily, his chest heaving violently.

Suddenly, there was a very loud slamming sound from the second floor.

Ji Ye looked up to the second floor in confusion. After a while, he saw an expressionless Ji Cheng coming downstairs.

Ji Ye said goodbye, quickly sat back on the sofa, quickly put his feet back into the bucket, and hurriedly picked up the newspaper to read, pretending that he was not the one yelling just now, and looked very calm, but in fact, he held the newspaper backwards.

Ji Cheng, who went down to the first floor, glanced at Ji Ye and didn't understand why his father was panicking. He just went downstairs to get a bottle of water. The door had closed loudly just now because of the wind.