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He couldnât believe that he would pick up a knife in front of a child and say such terrible things. Ye Ya was young, and Shen Zhou didnât want to cause her trauma because of this incident, nor did he want this child to hate him for it.
He was as miserable as a mud worm, unwilling to be lightened by the sun.
âBrother Shen Zhou, do you want to touch my little head?â Ye Ya leaned forward and said suddenly.
Shen Zhou was amused, raised his hand, and gently pinched her little hair buns, and then patted her on the top of her head again.
The four-leaf clover, which had just grown two small green leaves, was rickety and wanted to avoid the boyâs touch, but when he touched it, the little leaf took the initiative to rub his palm like a kitten.
âIf Brother Shen Zhou is not happy, he can touch the small leaves on the top of Yayaâs head.â Her eyes lit up, âTouch my head and youâll be happy.ââ
âOkay,â Shen Zhou wanted to cry inexplicably, âThank you Yaya.ââ
âItâs okay, itâs okay.â She patted her chest and said, âBrother Shen Zhou is a good person. If someone bullies Brother Shen Zhou in the future, I and the black finch will protect you. Donât be sad, and please donât turn bad because of them.â
Ye Ya sensed something sensitively. She didnât know how to comfort him, and tried to form the most sincere statement in a barren tone, hoping that the hurt teenager would feel a little warm as a result.
The wounds on his body were faintly hurting. After his parents passed away, Shen Zhou told himself to take on the responsibilities of his parents and protect his younger brother from being bullied, so he was used to patience and hiding everything in his heart.
Ye Yaâs comfort did not change that, but it touched his heart a little bit.
âMhm.â Shen Zhou didnât want the little girl to see his worthless tears, so he stretched out his hand to wipe away the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and gently touched the soft hair in front of him, âI got it.â
Ye Ya moved to Shen Zhouâs side, clinging to him so that he was no longer alone.
Soon, Ye Qinghe and the driver came over.
Now that this kind of thing had happened, it was naturally not convenient to go back to Shijing Cave. Whatâs more, Shen Zhou was still suffering from a fever. After thinking about it, Ye Qinghe decided to take the Shen brothers home first and discuss the future with his father.
Considering Shen Ran, Shen Zhou did not refuse this time.
Those bad gangsters were distributed in various areas of Shijin Cave. Knowing that their accomplices had been caught, they would definitely not let him and Shen Ran go. If they go back now, it would undoubtedly be walking right into their traps.
Ye Qinghe and Ye Ya quietly accompanied Shen Zhou to finish the drip. Ye Qinghe was not at ease, so he asked the doctor to prescribe some medicine to Shen Zhou for his fever. Only then did the children take the car home.
The sky was dark, and the Ye family villa was shrouded in the stars and the moon.
As soon as they entered the door, Ye Linchuan came back and limped away with the help of his assistant.
Seeing that there were two more children in the house, Ye Linchuan didnât ask much, and sat down on the sofa by himself.
âFather, are your legs okay?â Looking at Ye Linchuanâs swollen ankle, Ye Qingheâs eyes were stained with worry.
âItâs okay, just a slight sprain; it will be fine in about a week.â
He was in a good mood.
His expression was full of energy, his spirits were high, and he spoke with a briskness.
Ye Linchuanâs gaze stayed on Shen Zhou, who was standing quietly by the side, then his gaze shifted, staring at the dirty school uniform and the bandaged arm in silence for three seconds; an inexplicable feeling of sympathy gushing out of his heart.
âShen Zhou was blocked in front of the house by the gangsters and was bullied.âYe Qinghe softened his tone, âCan he and Ranran stay in our house for one night?ââ
âMhm.â Ye Linchuan was tired and stood up supported by the armrests, âMake sure you treat them well. You donât need to call me for dinner. You can use the kitchen to prepare whatever you want.ââ
âOkay.â
Ye Linchuan took two steps and stopped again, âIf you and Ziyu want anything, you can find Assistant He.â After speaking, Ye Linchuan lowered his eyelids again and glanced at the little bean standing next to Shen Zhou.
ââThe more he looked at her, the more upset he was.
Ye Linchuan calmly retracted his gaze and dragged his injured foot into the elevator.
After dinner, the sick Shen Zhou led Shen Ran back to their room early to sleep. Ye Qinghe played with his younger brother and sister for a while, then knocked on Ye Linchuanâs bedroom door alone.
âEnter.â
He pushed the door in.
In the cool-toned bedroom, Ye Linchuan was half lying on the bed and flipping through books.
âDad, uhmâ¦â
âIs it about your classmate?â Ye Linchuan closed the book.
Ye Qinghe, who was seen through at a glance, nodded in embarrassment.
âI want to change their place of residence.â
Ye Qingheâs non-speaking is regarded as the default.
âI remember there is a community next to your school calledâ¦â
âShangjia International.â
âYes.â Ye Linchuan recalled, âThere is a house in it that belongs to your grandmother and was given to you after her death. If you want, you can let the brothers live there. Although the community is quite old, it is still good in all aspects.â
Ye Qingheâs eyes lit up, and he pursed his lips to suppress the rising joy.
âThank you father.âAfter getting the desired result, Ye Qinghe was about to leave the room, but at this moment, Ye Linchuan stopped him again.
âYe Qinghe.â His voice was serious, causing Ye Qinghe to stop immediately.
âItâs a good thing that you are kind-hearted, and I wonât stop you if you want to help your classmates, but there are some things you have to consider clearly, and how long would your goodwill last?â
Ye Qinghe bit his lip and frowned slowly.
Ye Linchuanâs expression was deserted, and he slowly exhorted, âDonât let kindness become an obstacle to your way forward, and donât let kindness become a cancer that can hit you back one day.â
Ye Qinghe was still young, and he didnât quite understand the esoteric meaning of his fatherâs words.
But he knew that his father wanted him to grow up to inherit the Ye family business and become a businessman like him.The interests of businessmen were paramount and they never made unnecessary investments. He understood this truth.
âI see, father.â Ye Qinghe lowered his eyes and suddenly felt a stone pressed against his chest, which made him unable to breathe.
Ever Since he was born in this family, his future had been perfectly planned out.
He would not disobey, would not resist, and dared not to dream. Every step he took followed the route prescribed by his father.
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