Chapter 912 (1/2)

Imperial capital.

The lights are on.

Ye Mingchen came out of the extended Maybach, rubbed his eyebrows wearily, followed him out of the car, carefully observed his face, and then followed him silently.

The restaurant ordered by the new assistant is not heaven and earth, but a relatively unfamiliar Chinese restaurant.

Carefree to eat, looking at his father's pale face, he said, "Dad, don't be sad. Great grandfather looks at you in the sky every day. He is very satisfied

Carefree and serious said, and then the corners of his mouth twitch, he six-year-old children do not believe this, but also expect his materialist father to believe it?

Ye Mingchen didn't say anything and touched his carefree and carefree head.

Today is the day of his grandfather's death, the day of the death of the dictatorial and serious man. Ye Mingchen was raised by him and cultivated by him. Now he can control Ye's group. He can't do without his education and help.

On this day, he is sad.

On weekdays, how cold and merciless, in the end is the child, will be sad and happy.

He remembered that after he had just married Bai Youyou, he would call him every day to ask if he needed her to accompany him to the cemetery.

Of course, ye Mingchen refused every time.

Bai youyou always remembers his things very clearly, but now she has almost forgotten. Even if he calls her on his own initiative, she can't remember.

"Eat, Dad." Carefree raised his head and looked at ye Mingchen's thin lips.

Ye Mingchen did not move his chopsticks. He took out his mobile phone and called Bai youyou. He was eager to hear Bai youyou's voice, even if she didn't comfort him.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered. Undead made another call, but still couldn't get through.