freenovelworld Chapter 223 Father is not good
Chapter 223 Father is not good
After leaving Liu Xueying's place, Ye Feiran could no longer maintain his composure. His face turned pale, and fearing that someone would notice something was amiss, he hurriedly returned to his courtyard with his head down.
After returning to the courtyard, he did not go directly to Ye Qing'an, but instead pulled Eleven into his room.
Then she took out a sound-peeping bubble from her sleeve: "Here, this is my conversation with Liu Xueying when I went to her place. You can give it to your mother."
Eleven blinked at Ye Feiran, which annoyed Ye Feiran.
Ye Feiran grinned at Eleven: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Eleven chuckled: "It just feels like you're not as stupid as you were when we first came back. Not bad, Uncle, you've improved."
"..." Although Eleven had been back at the manor for several months, this was indeed the first time Ye Feiran had heard Eleven call him that.
uncle?
Ye Feiran trembled slightly, feeling a strange mix of emotions.
I don't know exactly what I'm feeling, but for no apparent reason, I feel like I have family now.
True, blood relatives.
Ye Feiran felt a little embarrassed and pushed Eleven towards the door, saying, "I just came from Liu Xueying's place, so it's not convenient for me to go see your mother right away. Otherwise, Liu Xueying will definitely suspect me. You should go quickly..."
"Liu Xueying... wants to use me to harm your mother."
Ye Feiran recalled the task Liu Xueying had entrusted to him. Although Liu Xueying was probably wary of him, she only instructed him to do things, and the things she did didn't seem to have any particular use on the surface. However, he was inexplicably certain that Liu Xueying definitely wanted to harm Ye Qing'an.
After Eleven skipped and hopped out, Ye Feiran finally sat down in the chair and looked at the homework he hadn't finished on the table.
Ye Feiran remained silent, took another piece of paper from the bookshelf, and looked at the two pieces of paper together.
Although Ye Qing'an never personally supervised his reading and writing, it must be said that Ye Qing'an had a huge influence on him. His current handwriting is completely different from that of two or three months ago, and it doesn't seem to be written by the same person at all.
Although I don't want to admit it, it seems that after Ye Qing'an came back, he was indeed developing in a better direction.
The scales in his heart were gradually tipping in favor of Ye Qing'an.
After hearing what Eleven had to say, Ye Qing'an couldn't help but raise an eyebrow slightly: "Fabric? What fabric?"
"Ye Feiran said he didn't know yet, and Liu Xueying said she would have someone bring it to him later." Eleven thought for a moment: "Perhaps Liu Xueying didn't expect Ye Feiran to come to her today, so she wasn't prepared."
Ye Qing'an tapped her fingers lightly on the table: "I understand."
"Then let's wait and see. Since we haven't brought the items over yet, we have no way of knowing what she's up to."
"We don't know what she's up to, so there's no way to guard against her."
Nodding at eleven o'clock, she said, "Ye Feiran just wanted to tell you about this so that you, Mother, can be prepared in advance."
"Well, I know."
After finishing his business, Shiyi rolled his eyes, gently tugged at Ye Qing'an's sleeve, chuckled, and remained silent.
"What's wrong?" Ye Qing'an looked at Eleven's appearance and couldn't help but laugh. "Is there something important?"
At eleven o'clock, she nodded and said, "Mother, Uncle Xu hasn't been coming to see me much lately. I've been to his courtyard several times, but I haven't been able to find him. The servants in his courtyard always say that he has gone out."
Upon hearing Shiyi mention Yimoxu, Ye Qing'an's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
"Mommy, did you and Uncle Xu have a fight?"
Ye Qing'an coughed lightly: "I argued with him? No, what could we possibly argue about? Besides being a medical cultivator, your Uncle Xu is also a retainer of the Ye family. A retainer is someone who advises the head of the household on matters. Perhaps he's been a bit busy lately?"
"Really?" Eleven pursed her lips, seemingly a little disappointed.
Ye Qing'an's gaze fell on Eleven's face. After a moment of silence, she asked, "Do you like your Uncle Xu very much?"
"I like him." When Eleven heard Ye Qing'an ask this, she immediately became interested and began to list all the good things about Yi Moxu to Ye Qing'an: "Uncle Xu is very good to me, and he is also very good to my mother. He is willing to play with me, teach me a lot of things, and even give my mother things. Anyway, he is very good."
Ye Qing settled down for a moment, then pulled Eleven close to him: "I've never asked you before, do you want to have a father?"
Eleven was stunned, and after a long while, she lowered her eyes: "Why did Mother suddenly ask about this?"
"I just wanted to ask." Ye Qing'an pondered for a moment before continuing, "There are some things that I think you've grown up and have enough judgment. You should already know what happened five years ago."
"I know," Eleven said in a muffled voice. His mother had told him about those things before, and many people had mentioned them after he returned to the Ye residence, so he naturally knew.
He also knew that his biological father was a scoundrel who had humiliated his mother.
"I don't want a father, really." Eleven pursed her lips. "A father is no good."
Seeing Eleven's expression, Ye Qing'an knew what he was thinking. Ye Qing'an felt a pang of heartache and simply reached out to hold Eleven's hand: "Actually, your father is not that thief."
After Ye Qing'an finished speaking, Eleven's eyes widened immediately.
"What?" Eleven's eyes were filled with disbelief. "How could this be? But Mother said it before, and everyone else said it too..."
“That night, things weren’t actually as they knew.” Ye Qing’an pursed her lips. “After Ye Weilan led me to that dining hall that day, the thief had already been knocked unconscious.”
"Someone must have been hiding in the dining hall to escape pursuit or for some other reason. When the thief went in, they knocked him unconscious."
"But there was aphrodisiac that Ye Weilan had placed in the dining hall beforehand. When I went in, the person who had knocked out the thief earlier was under the influence of the aphrodisiac. Both of us were affected by the aphrodisiac, which is why something that should not have happened occurred."
Eleven was stunned for a long time: "So, my father wasn't that thief, but the one who accidentally hid in there and knocked the thief unconscious. He didn't mean to tarnish my mother's reputation; he was just under the influence of that love potion and couldn't control himself?"
"Yes."
Eleven bit her lip, raised her eyes and stared intently at Ye Qing'an: "Then... does Mother know who that person is?"
Ye Qing'an shook his head and remained silent for a moment before saying, "I don't know. I was just half asleep when I heard someone come and take him away. When they took him away, those people seemed to call him master."
"His identity must be unusual; he might still be alive."
Eleven fell silent. Both mother and son were focused on the person in front of them, unaware that below the window, someone was tightly covering their mouth, which was slightly agape in shock…