She is only Ye Enjin.

Parents naturally hope that their children can get married and have children openly. They can’t even have a wedding, and then the children come out.

How inconsistent this is.

Chen Chenxi pursed her lips, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Mom... I really don't need it. We young people don't care about these things. Ye Enjin didn't say he wanted to hold a wedding."

It's really okay. Chen Chenxi doesn't know why she told this mother-in-law.

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Upstairs, the father and son had just played a game of chess quietly.

Ye Enjin lost.

And he lost at a very fast speed, and he seemed to have no power to resist, or he had no intention of calming down to play chess.

Old Ye put away the chess piece and board. His eyes were slightly deeper, and there was no joy or anger on his face. However, the face was a little pale and some pathological expression could be seen.

People with terminal illness are no longer as good as before, and now they have to take medicine every day.

"You are still not calm enough, Ah Jin." Old Ye took a sip of the tea and said lightly.

Ye Enjin gave his father a very faint smile.

Although they did not grow up under the care of their father since childhood, they still had some father-son relationships.

Ye Enjin, "Dad, playing chess is not what I am good at. If you play with me, you will be abused."

Ye Zhihong frowned slightly, and his eyes suddenly became serious. He looked at his son, who was nearly 30 years younger than him.

And as he looked at him, he seemed to be able to see himself when he was young.

At that time, he was as conceited as A Jin and could not calm down to do something. So he took many detours. When he understood many things, he could no longer recover.

"A Jin, Dad means that he hopes to cultivate his own nature. Impatient will make you make wrong choices. Dad has experienced the mistakes he has experienced, and I don't want you to go through them."

Ye Enjin pursed his lips slightly, and he could see the expectations and worries in his father's eyes.

But he doesn't like someone to put pressure on him, nor does he like his life to be disturbed by others.

"Dad, I know all this. You should take good care of your health and work, don't worry about things."

"Dad doesn't want to worry either." Old Ye suddenly sighed, and a trace of worry flashed across his face covered with wounds.

His three sons, Ye Enjin, were not around since childhood, and he had never taken good care of him. He owed him a fatherly love, and the other two were powerless. Ye Siyi was not good at being with him and trained him for so many years, not only did he not become a great man, but he also mistakenly entered a wrong path, smuggling guns and drugs, and smoking heroin; Ye Yuanzhe was a playful person by nature, and although he was smart, he was not ambitious.

He is a very failed father.

Ye Enjin could clearly see the pain and self-blame in his father's eyes. He couldn't see the specific reason for this self-blame, but it made him feel a little uncomfortable.

After all, that was his father, and his father gave him his whole life to his efforts.

Ye Enjin held Old Ye's hand and said, "Dad, I will change my problem myself. You and mom live a good life. Don't be tired any longer."

After saying that, he showed a comforting smile.

Old Ye laughed out loud, but his smile was still a little stiff.

He took another sip of tea and filled Ye Enjin with it.

"There is something that my father is asking you for." After putting it on the teacup, Old Ye looked at his child again.

Ye Enjin, “Tell me.”

Old Ye sighed, and there was a sorrow that could not be dissolved between his eyebrows and eyes.

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