Chapter 473 - National Son (1/2)

The Old Lady brought Lu Mengxi around the hall, and that had somehow signified that she was indeed going to be marrying Ye Ling. She was just feeling happy and satisfied. She was anticipating for Ye Ling’s appearance and hoping to perform well around him, but who knew? Ye Ling had actually given her a ‘tight slap on the face,’ making her dizzy. The embarrassment she felt escalated into anger.

Ye Old Lady looked totally displeased. She patted Lu Mengxi’s hand and said, “Don’t worry, I’m in charge.”

Lu Mengxi forced out a smile, not losing her ladylike self.

People were whispering to one another. So many people were waiting to watch the ‘joke.’

“Look, Tong Hua is here too.”

“Wow, our nation’s son. What exactly is the relationship between Tong Hua and Ye Ling? Could they be father and son?”

Ye Yifan held Tong Hua’s hand as they entered behind Ye Ling and Shen Qianshu. If he was not tall, he would have asked Ye Yifan to carry him in. He was wrapped in thick clothing, and as he entered the house, he felt warm. Ye Yifan removed his huge military jacket, and it was only then when Tong Hua’s gentlemanly outfit could be seen. He was really well dressed, and he looked exceptionally good. Ye Yifan squatted down smilingly and wiped the bits of snow off Tong Hua. Then, he raised his voice and said, “Where’s the ginger soup?”

“Coming, coming…” A servant brought out a bowl of ginger soup. Ye Yifan had ordered for her to prepare it while they were on the way. Tong Hua was freezing cold. He grabbed the ginger soup hurriedly and only felt warm after drinking the soup.

Shen Qianshu touched his face. “Are you cold?”

“Not anymore.”

They had been sitting in the car, and they had only walked a short distance. The biggest fear one could have was a big change in temperature. Children were more squeamish. Tong Hua felt better after drinking the ginger soup.

Ye Yifan’s love for Tong Hua was plainly visible. He clearly doted on him.

The grand and exquisite hall was dead silent.

Ye Ling held onto Shen Qianshu while Ye Yifan held onto Tong Hua. Then, they went to greet the Ye Old Lady.

This was the closest Lu Mengxi had ever been around Ye Ling, and her heart was palpitating wildly. However, upon seeing how well-dressed Shen Qianshu was, she could not help it but feel a strong sense of anger rising within her.

This pesky Shen Qianshu!

“Granny, Happy New Year!” Ye Ling said calmly.

Ye Yifan sounded really jovial. “Grandma, Happy New Year.”