C444 Discomfort

The moment the words left his mouth, the man in the suit who was sitting on the sofa had a similar build to Ye Mingchen, but it wasn't him.

But rather, he had met with Ye Litao at the hospital not long ago.

Ye Litao stood up, looked at the shopping bag in Bai Youyou's hands, and asked gently: What is this?

The corners of Bai Youyou's mouth slowly lowered, leaving behind a slight smile of courtesy, the light in her eyes dimmed. She picked up the bag and replied: "I bought some clothes for Ming Chen."

"Can I see it?"

Bai Youyou frowned, she did not seem like the type of person who liked to inquire about such small matters.

She held the bag tightly and felt the uncomfortable gaze again. Looking up, Ye Litao's expression was indifferent, his smile was shallow as he stood five steps away.

It had to be said that Ye Litao had taken good care of his condition, it was impossible to tell that he was a man in his fifties, there were no wrinkles on his face, his features were stiff and his eyes shone.

However, if one looked carefully, they would be able to see the vicissitudes of life that had been polished by the passage of time. There was even a hint of white hair on the sides of his temples.

"Don't frown, frown isn't like her." Ye Litao said slowly.

Bai Youyou's thoughts did not rest on what he said. She picked up her shopping bag and casually replied, "Spring casual wear, it's a pretty simple style."

"May I have a look?"

Ye Litao asked. Bai Youyou didn't want to give him face, but she didn't want to get angry over such a small matter.

She passed the shopping bag to Ye Litao: "Take a look."

Ye Litao did not care much about her attitude, still, he smiled, took the bag to look at, and took out the clothes inside.

The clothes were chosen at the shopping mall, and she suddenly thought of buying some clothes for Ye Mingchen when she passed by. He always wore a suit, and he didn't have much clothes in the cloakroom.

It was just not what she said, a simple sportswear.

Ye Litao took it out and looked at it. There were two black coloured shirts with similar styles. There was also a white t-shirt and a set of sportswear.

Ye Litao looked at those clothes. "Her eyes are very similar to hers, she also likes black shirts …"

As though she was mumbling to herself, her voice grew softer and softer, Bai Youyou wondered who the 'she' was that he spoke of. But she didn't ask.

Ye Litao returned the shopping bag to her, and just as he was about to go upstairs, he heard him say: "I heard that leisurely cooking is very good, can I have a taste?"

Even if he disliked this person, he was Ye Mingchen's father in name after all, and was related to him by blood.

She nodded and then walked past Ye Litao. She felt his mocking gaze and took a deep breath before she went upstairs.

It was too depressing.

The feeling of being watched was too oppressive. He didn't know what he would do in the next second.

Although it seemed harmless, it was a sign of danger. Like a bomb that could explode at any moment.

Tsk.

Bai Youyou went downstairs to cook. Ye Mingchen would come back at night, so she naturally put his heart into making the dishes.

Outside the kitchen, Ye Litao crossed his legs. He did not look like a hooligan, but instead had a relaxed and elegant feeling.

He looked at the message on his phone.

"Bai Youyou is not a soft persimmon, you have to eat snacks."

Of course.

He put away his cell phone and smelled the fragrance of the rice in the kitchen. Closing his eyes, he took a light breath and a look of infatuation appeared on his face.

When he opened his eyes again, Ye Litao got up and walked towards the kitchen. Not far away, he saw Bai Youyou's busy figure.

The door opened, and Ye Mingchen walked in wearing a suit. The first thing he saw was Ye Litao standing at the entrance of the kitchen.