<strong>Chapter 423 Not His Grandson Anyway</strong>


    After that, Xia Jingshu looked at her son with great worry. What she was most concerned about was that someone would do harm to his child. Such thing had happened once in the ident. This time, his stay abroad for so many days would make her more worried about his safety.


    Ye Hao lowered his eyes, biting his lips tightly, as if thinking about something. After quite a while, he opened his eyes and looked at his worried mother.


    “Okay, mom...” Ye Hao smiled to his mother said, “I’ll make a new n.”


    Seeing her son epting her advice, Xia Jingshu finally felt relieved a little, putting on some smiles as well, which, however, immediately froze.


    “Well, about Yuanyuan, you should think it over.” Xia Jingshu reminded her son. It was not that she couldn’t ept that child, but that it was really not appropriate for the child to be raised here.”


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    In the garden of the castle, the old Mr. Ye was asking the gardener to bring some potted flowers here, such as chrysanthemums and kaffir lilies, which he had brought from Qin Garden. These flowers and nts had grown very well under his great care. He was now old and in poor health, so he usually couldn’t do anything but grow some flowers and nts, go fishing and practise calligraphy.


    He lived a very leisure life.


    What he wanted most now was to have children around him. His children, however, were already grown up with their own family and life, then how could they still stay with their father? Even Ye Shiyu had note to visit him for a long time. Since the property divisionst time, his other three sons and daughters seldom came to see him. Probably, they hated him.


    At the door, seeing someone ying in the garden, Yuanyuan ran over.


    Yuanyuan did not know what they were doing, but he found many flowers there, beautiful flowers.


    He reached out his small hand and secretly picked a green chrysanthemum. He did not have the strength to pick the whole flower, simply pulling some petals off. Doing so, he looked at the petals in his hands, giggling, and then scattered them onto the ground.


    However, he did not find that there was an old man giving several coughs behind him.


    Yuanyuan saw such kind of flower for the first time, appearing very interested. Then he reached out his small hand to pick another. At this moment, however, a pair of wrinkled hands suddenly seized his hand.


    Caught off guard, Yuanyuan shrank his small head, looking exactly like that he was caught while doing bad things. He then turned around to look at the strange grandpa next to him.


    However, having never called “grandpa” before, he didn’t know how to call at this moment.


    “Uncle...” After a while, Yuanyuan called in a low voice.


    Ye Lao coughed again. He frowned tightly, looking at the child, eyes full ofplicated feelings. This child looked like Mo Yixuan and Mo Yixuan’s father, Mo Xuming.


    Seeing this uncle staring at himself, Yuanyuan also looked at him, eyes blinking all the time.


    “Uncle...” Yuanyuan called again. After that, the old Mr. Ye responded with a faint “Hmm”. He indeed had no feelings for this child, and he could not like him either. After all, he was not his grandson, and people all over the world knew his birth origins.


    The old Mr. Ye frowned with annoyance at the thought of the news he had seen before.


    He pointed to the gate of the castle and said, “Go and y.”


    Yuanyuan, however, was unwilling to leave the garden. He ran to the small pond and looked at the small goldfish in it. Then he picked up the small fishing and did what he often did.


    He did not stop until his mother shouted behind him, “Yuanyuan,e here.”