Xia Youxin sat on a chair and listened to Ye Nianmo talking about the piano. Hai Zhuoxuan was making trouble on the side, pressing a key at random, and a harsh sound sounded. Ye Nianmo pouted his mouth unhappily: "You are bad!"

"I can also play beautifully!" Hai Zhuoxuan pressed his small hands on the keyboard and played Chopin's music.

Xia Youxin looked at the two children tenderly, and asked with a smile: "You are so good, there will definitely be good girls who will like you."

"I don't want girls to like me, I want mommy." Ye Nianmo said seriously. Hai Zhuoxuan tilted his head and asked, "Does the love mean we need to live together?"

Xia Youxin nodded: "Yes, so if you like a girl in the future, you must work hard for it. If you miss it, you will lose it." Xia Youxin did not expect that one of her words would cause an uproar in the lives of her two children.

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In the spacious hall, densely guarded by bodyguards on all sides, no one was allowed to enter or leave. Ye Qianmo looked at the dark silence under the stage and spoke:

"I know you may have received a gift yesterday, and today I just want to tell you to delete the memory of yesterday from your mind."

Ye Qianmo's eyes swept across the scene and stayed on Bao'er for a while. Bao'er felt guilty and wanted to squeeze back, but the chest behind her blocked her way. Youze looked at the stage and said expressionlessly: "How dare you

You have to pretend to be confident when doing it, otherwise it will be easy to reveal your secret."

"You'd better not talk nonsense!" Bao'er glared at Youze fiercely, puffed up his chest and looked back needlessly. Ye Qianmo's eyes had long been elsewhere.

"Ye Qianmo, don't do whatever you want just because you are rich and powerful. We are still a society ruled by law. What you are doing is intimidation and imprisonment!" a man shouted excitedly in the crowd.

Wang Cheng gave the man an appreciative look. Ye Qianmo hated him so much as his uncle. He was in the first year of junior high school, so he didn't mind being in the fifteenth year. Last night, he united with some old friends to make Ye Qianmo look bad. He was standing up for himself.

And went out to help Ye Qianmo alleviate the crisis.

"My nephew, why don't you just give in and apologize to your Uncle Zhang? We can all understand this matter." Wang Cheng stepped forward and said with a cheerful smile.

Ye Qianmo swept across the royal city coldly and said, "I just told you to forget everything about yesterday."

Wang Cheng snarled, shut up and said nothing, giving a hint to his old friend who was making noises next to him.

"What are you talking about! Why are so many of us afraid of you? Don't be afraid of this bully!" Several people present raised their hands to incite the scene.

"Zhang Yi, if I remember correctly, your company's accounts in the first half of this year don't seem to be very clear, and there seems to be problems with project funds."

Ye Qianmo said calmly to the man who was making the loudest noise. The man who was nearly fifty years old quickly stopped Ye Qianmo's intention to continue: "Mr. Ye, what are you talking about? I was also momentary.

Impulse, you can do whatever you want."

What Ye Qianmo said was true. Zhang Yi regretted that he openly went against Ye Qianmo and brought out all the gray areas in his company, and he became dissatisfied with Wang Cheng for inciting him.

"If any of you have objections, you can raise them." Ye Qianmo sat leisurely and knocked on the armrest. Ye Qianmo's voice was the only voice in the entire hall.

Since everyone has no objections, we can proceed to the next item. Ye Qianmo waved his hand, and a black box was placed in Ye Qianmo's hand.
Chapter completed!