My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1140 - Two



Chapter 1140: Two

The concert was packed. It was extremely popular. The fans waved the glow sticks in their hands and screamed excitedly. There was a person singing on the stage. His voice was delicate and time-beaten.

It was Liu Wenlong.

Keely looked at the blurry and familiar face on the LED screen. She was in a daze for a moment.

“Keely,” Ning Qing called out to her.

Keely slowly looked back and saw that Ning Qing looking at her pitifully. “He’s been single all these years.”

Keely understood what Ning Qing meant. She curled her pink lips and raised her right hand.

Ning Qing looked at Keely’s hand. She saw that Keely was wearing a diamond ring on the ring finger of her right hand.

Ye Xiaotao and Gong Yi returned to the Ye family. Father Ye and Father Gong had waited for them for a long time. Auntie Miao quickly ordered the servants to start dishing out the food.

The atmosphere at the dining table was very pleasant and harmonious. Father Gong raised his glass and clinked it with Father Ye. “Haha, Brother Ye, I didn’t expect that after so many twists and turns, we’d still become a family. What is this called? Fate!”

“Yes, Fate!” Father Ye was very happy. He downed a glass of red wine in one gulp.

“Daddy, you should drink less wine with Uncle Gong,” Ye Xiaotao quickly persuaded.

Father Ye was stunned for a moment. Then, he laughed out loud. “This daughter of mine. When she sees me drinking and smoking now, she will nag me for half a day. Gong Yi, hurry up and bring her home. I’m happy to be alone.”

Gong Yi looked at Ye Xiaotao beside him. “I can’t ask for more! I also like having someone controlling me!”

Ye Xiaotao immediately looked at Gong Yi with a smile.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled.

Seeing that the two of them were so close, Father Gong coughed and said seriously, “Brother Ye, let’s get back to the main topic. Since they are so close, I’m thinking of choosing an auspicious day as soon as possible to hold the wedding.”

“I don’t have any objections to that but we have to ask the young people what they think.”

“Brother Ye, it’s easy for you to say that but my Gong family is getting impatient. We can’t wait to let Xiao Tao be part of our family. You are so open-minded. They say that having a daughter is better than having a son. Look at how proud you are now. On the other hand, my son has been chasing after your daughter for four years. He will marry no one but her.”

“Daddy, it hasn’t been a day or two since I want to marry Xiaotao. Did you only see it now?” Gong Yi asked.

“…” Father Gong was speechless. No matter how he looked at it, his son was the kind of person who would forget his parents after marrying his wife!

Father Ye looked at Gong Yi with satisfaction. He watched this child grow up. He had received a good education over the years and had stayed in the west for many years. He was a gentleman and was passionate.

He was much better than Leng Hao.

“Brother Ye, what I mean is to let them get married as soon as possible and then let Xiaotao give birth to some children. I really want to have a grandchild…”

As soon as these words were said, the atmosphere at the dining table quickly froze.

Have a child…

Ye Xiaotao felt as if a sharp needle had suddenly pierced into her spine.

It hurt so much.

At this moment, the hand she placed on her knee was tightly held by a large warm palm. She looked up and saw Gong Yi looking at her gently.

Ye Xiaotao slowly smiled. What she meant was — I’m fine.

Father Gong also realized that he had said something wrong. He immediately coughed and tried to change the topic. “Well, the red wine today is really delicious. Come, Brother Ye, let’s have another toast.”

“Cheers.” Father Ye raised the red wine glass.

“Two.” Ye Xiaotao suddenly said.

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