<h4>Chapter 911: He Would Often Dream of Her</h4>


    Han Xue looked out of the window in annoyance after she spoke while Han Qing brooded with a frown. She had always been sure that her grandson Xiao Yu would definitely be able to inherit the Ye family inheritance and had not even thought of the possibility that Ye Hao could end up leaving everything to that little brat.


    This was especially so for the castle since she was still dreaming of living out the rest of her days in this castle.


    “Xiao Xue, this can’t go on. You have to think of a way to make Ye Hao groom Xiao Yu as his sessor,” she said.


    Han Xue scoffed coldly. This was what she desired as well but there was nothing she could do about it.


    They sat in the kitchen and whispered in low voices despite their vivid gestures.


    Xi Xi sat on her father’sp upstairs in the bedroom and watched as her father had a video conference with his colleagues. She would asionally stick her tiny face into the frame as well.


    Her father told her to remain silent because she would be interrupting their meeting and thus, she remained absolutely silent.


    She waited until the meeting ended before she wrapped her arms around her father’s neck and said sadly, “Dad, when am I going to move to the apartment?”


    Xi Xi didn’t want to spend a second longer in this castle.


    Ye Hao pinched her face and his arms tightened around his daughter.


    “Next month. I’ll design a pretty room for you, then you’d be able to move in,” he said.


    “That’s great! Dad, you must hurry,” Xi Xi was so happy that she kissed her father’s cheeks. The month was almost over and the next month would begin in a few days. It won’t be long now before she could move into her father’s apartment. Then, she wouldn’t have to look at this dogshit aunty any longer.


    Ye Hao slept veryte that night. Hey in bed but he didn’t shut his eyes. Instead, he stared p at the ceiling.


    He had grown to hate the night because the night often seemed to drag on forever and he never had a good night’s sleep.


    Recently, his ex-wife often appeared in his dreams. He would dream that she was in the castle cooking in the kitchen, or feeding Xi Xi milk, or tidying his clothes, but each time he called out to her in his dream, she would not respond, as though she couldn’t recognize him.


    He felt that he was probably missing her so badly these days that he was dreaming that she had returned.


    Each time he awakened from his dream he felt a pain that was worse than death because he knew that his dream was all a lie and that she was already dead.


    Three years have passed since she died and he knew that he would not be able to see her again for the rest of his life.


    He turned around and looked at his daughter who slept soundly beside him.


    His daughter had already fallen asleep some time ago and he could hear her even breathing. He carefully put a nket over his daughter and climbed out of bed to walk to the study next door where he lit up a cigarette.


    Cigarettes were now his constantpanions. He would smoke at least two packets a day, especially at night when he couldn’t sleep. He could smoke more than 10 sticks continuously.


    This was already his third cigarette and the room was filled with the smell of tobo but he continued as though he was immune to it.


    Han Xue couldn’t fall asleep as well in the room downstairs.


    She was extremely annoyed and all she could think about was what had happened in the evening. Ye Zixi wanted to kick her and Xiao Yu out of the castle and Ye Hao said that he would bring his daughter to live with him in his castle. He even said that if she couldn’t live up to her promises, she could leave.


    She was like an outsider in this household with no authority at all.


    She was even more vexed by the fact that Ye Hao had given this castle to the little brat and it seemed highly likely that he could bequeath all his fortunes to Ye Zixi in the future. This was something that she absolutely would not stand for.