Quick Wear: The Cold Beauty's Sickly Husband is Super Clingy

Sunday morning.

Ye Xi was picked up by the Ye family driver and returned home. He saw his mother as soon as he entered the door.

He stepped forward and called out, "Mom."

After hearing this, Madam Ye's eyes lit up with joy, and a faint gleam of tears could be seen in the depths of her eyes.

"Xi'er, my Xi'er is back."

She wanted to hug her son, but was afraid that he would refuse her embrace, so she just patted Ye Xi's arm and led him in.

Ye Xi followed behind Old Madam Ye, went upstairs to put down his backpack before going downstairs again.

When he returned to the living room again, he found that his eldest nephew had returned, and he had brought Jiang Shuo with him. The two were sitting obediently on the sofa.

The footsteps were getting closer. Jiang Shuo, who had been concentrating on listening to the conversation between Ye Lang and Old Madam Ye, raised his head and met Ye Xi's eyes.

His eyes were clear and calm, like those of an enlightened sage who had seen through the mundane world.

Jiang Shuo pinched his fingertips, "Hello, Mr. Ye."

His polite greeting did not attract much attention from Madam Ye.

It was not until Ye Xi nodded towards Jiang Shuo that the shrewd old lady Ye cast her gaze over and began to look at him seriously.

The young man looked gentle and handsome, but his eyes never left Ye Xi, and there was obvious joy on his face.

Old Madam Ye looked at her son who looked normal, and then at Jiang Shuo who looked very happy.

She gradually began to understand what was going on.

It seems like this is another person who has a one-sided love for her son.

Ye Xi sat next to Old Madam Ye. If you look closely, the mother and son look very similar. After all, they are biological mother and son connected by blood.

He picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and then met Jiang Shuo's gaze again.

"Is something wrong?"

His initiative to speak made Old Madam Ye look at Jiang Shuo opposite her again in surprise.

Jiang Shuo stared at Ye Xi with shining eyes, "How have you been recently?"

He was busy with company matters and had no time to go up the mountain to find Ye Xi. When he learned that Ye Xi had returned to the Ye family's old house, he shamelessly asked Ye Lang to bring him here.

Ye Xi nodded gently, "I'm fine."

Old Madam Ye looked at the two people who were asking and answering each other, and the doubts in her heart gradually grew.

Could it be that her son has any expectations for Jiang Shuo, a younger generation?

I actually look at you in such a different light!

Ye Lang interrupted, "Uncle, the Fu Lin you mentioned last time helped me a lot. He really wants to meet you. Do you want to meet him?"

Ye Xi lowered his eyes slowly, "No."

Jiang Shuo suggested: "Mr. Ye helped us, I wonder if you could do us the honor of having a meal?"

Ye Xi looked over calmly and said, "You can just stay home for dinner today. You don't have to treat me."

He doesn't like being watched by people outside, as it makes him feel very uncomfortable.

"Okay." Jiang Shuo nodded with a smile.

Old Madam Ye looked at Ye Xi, who talked more when facing Jiang Shuo, and loosened her clenched hands slightly, and her old face softened a little.

Maybe this time she could keep her son.

***

At lunch time.

Old Madam Ye sat in the main seat, with her daughter, son-in-law and grandson sitting on her left, and her son and grandson's friend Jiang Shuo sitting on her right.

She looked at the two people on her right tenderly, "Xiao Shuo, it's rare for you to come here, don't restrain yourself."

Jiang Shuo said with a smile on his face: "I know, thank you for your concern, old lady."

After he finished speaking, he picked up a piece of fish with the serving chopsticks and put it into Ye Xi's bowl.

"Mr. Ye, please try it."

Ye Xi stared at the fish in the bowl, and after a while he picked up his chopsticks to taste it.

Ye Nan, who was sitting opposite him, frowned. Didn’t her younger brother dislike eating fish?

The one who likes to eat fish is her mother, and her younger brother has always disliked the fishy smell of fish.

This time, I actually ate the fish meat with chopsticks.

Ye Xi chewed a few bites slowly and swallowed the delicious fish meat in his mouth.

He picked up the serving chopsticks and gave Madam Ye a piece of fish that she had just tasted, and said in a gentle voice: "Mom, this fish dish is pretty good."

"You like fish, you can try it."

Old Madam Ye responded, and there was a clear and watery look in her lowered eyes.

Her son also remembered that she loved to eat fish…

She picked up the piece of fish, and after eating it, she couldn't help but shed a tear.

Ye Xi looked at her somewhat helplessly.

Why are you crying when you're just eating?

Madam Ye wiped her tears and said, "When people get old, sometimes they can't control their emotions..."

She found an excuse for her gaffe.

"Okay, let's eat." She forced herself to finish lunch with her children.

After the meal, Old Madam Ye looked at her son who was standing beside her, hesitant to speak.

"Xi'er, I..."

She had so much to say, but she was afraid that she would hurt her son like she had before.

An impulsive act almost caused her to lose her only son, and she gradually became timid, fearing that she would hurt her son again.

Ye Xi looked at her old mother who had something to say but couldn't say it, and her cold heart ached a little, "Mom, do you have anything to say?"

Madam Ye pursed her lips and said, "It's okay, go and do your thing."

She didn't dare look at her son again, for fear that she would lose control of her emotions and cry again in the next second.

Ye Xi twisted her cold fingertips, took a deep look at her old mother who turned her head away, and left obediently without staying to make her sad.

The relationship between him and his mother had been deadlocked for too long, and neither of them dared to take that step.

They were afraid of hurting each other.

Neither the original owner nor he blamed Madam Ye. What they cared about was that the secular world did not accept their ideals and beliefs, and even wanted to destroy the fire in their hearts.

The original owner committed suicide out of despair. He did not blame his mother who loved him deeply, but because he had lost the motivation and support to live.

Tao is the belief that Ye Xi cannot give up.

But his relatives are also his weak point. For example, he was able to leave the Taoist temple and return home to practice meditation for his father's last wish, and he never blamed Madam Ye despite her repeated tests.

It is not wrong for Old Madam Ye to want her son to return to normal life and be able to enjoy the company of her parents. It is also not wrong for Ye Xi to want to pursue his own path.

Neither the mother nor the son is wrong!

The mistake is that they were born in the wrong era. If they had not been born in the modern world of the Dharma Ending Age, they and their son would not have been stuck in the current deadlock.

Old Madam Ye watched her son leave, and her tense shoulders slowly relaxed.

When will she be able to reconcile with her son?

Jiang Shuo stood beside Ye Lang and saw clearly that Old Madam Ye and Ye Xi did not dare to touch each other, but he did not know how to help.

Ye Lang sighed and said, "Grandma and my uncle are still the same."

Although I care, I dare not get close.

Jiang Shuo tilted his head and looked at him, "Didn't you try to mediate for them?"

Ye Lang whispered, "How could there not be? My parents have tried to reconcile them, but they can only let grandma and my uncle maintain the current status quo."

Jiang Shuo touched his chin thoughtfully, and no one knew what was going on in his mind.