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"Go!"
Ye Zixun had a smile in his eyes; he liked this child.
Lan Baobao, wearing high heels, was being led by her man on the left and tugged by her child on the right as they walked down the red carpet. The spotlight on the cruise ship's vest flickered, and as soon as Ye Zixun appeared, the old man with a long beard sitting on the rosewood chair raised his hand, causing the spotlights to stop.
Although he looked somewhat aged, his eyes were full of spirit. Even Ye Zixun approached him respectfully and bowed at a ninety-degree angle, politely calling out, "Grandfather!"
The head of the Ye Family, Ye Jianfan, was the leading figure of Ye Group; when he said one, no one dared to say two.
Fifty years ago, the Ye Family was not what it is today. Back then, although the Ye Family had already established a significant presence, it was internally crumbling. This shaky empire was miraculously saved by the seventeen-year-old Ye Jianfan, who took decisive actions to revive the ailing Ye Group. Almost all shares of the Ye Family were controlled by him, transforming from an ordinary shareholder into the major shareholder of the Ye Family.
Ye Zixun had always been a scheming character with a notorious reputation. His skills in causing trouble were top-notch, instilling fear in both industry insiders and outsiders since he started school. When he turned sixteen, it was suddenly announced that he would replace Ye Jianfan in managing the business and take control of Ye Group.
This decision stirred up quite a commotion at the time. However, within just six months, the underage Ye Zixun not only did not ruin the Ye Family but instead expanded Ye Group significantly. After another two years, Ye Group's leadership position was firmly established and unshakeable.
Ye Jianfan once held eighty percent of the shares in the Ye Family; he built everything from scratch. Yet his grandson Ye Zixun expanded their foundation through extraordinary means. A few years ago, he received twenty percent of shares from Ye Jianfan, while his biological sister Ye Ziyun obtained five percent from him as well; their family was indeed exceptional.
Upon seeing this elder, Lan Baobao was immediately stunned, unsure of what to do. Looking down at a document in his hand made her realize what this old man intended to do.
"I have verified it; he is indeed your son. Among all those women you found, this one is the best. Girl, your baby is very beautiful!"
The old man extended his hand, and Ye Zixun placed Ruo Ruo into his hands. Ruo Ruo smiled and tugged at his beard with all her might. Everyone gasped in surprise, but the old man just laughed warmly, his eyes filled with affection and misty joy: "Great! Finally have a child!"
Mumu also took the opportunity to climb onto the old man's lap, swinging his legs while smiling at him and asking, "Grandpa, are you my daddy's daddy? My daddy is very naughty; he's caused you trouble for a long time. I'm here to thank you on his behalf!"
The old man was taken aback but quickly relaxed with a look of indulgence: "Oh my! This child is so clever and sweet-tongued; surely takes after your mother!"
Lan Baobao awkwardly forced a smile in front of the head of the Ye Family, feeling completely lacking in confidence. She could only nod with a smile in her eyes, obediently conceding without needing to compete in terms of presence.
Brother Mu watched his mother's defeat, already secretly laughing to himself.
"Grandpa, my mom is always saying that my dad is no good, but at least she has a good grandpa. Otherwise, Dad would have definitely been at a disadvantage long ago!"
Ye Zixun shot a glare at Lan Baobao, who was sweating in embarrassment; she had never said anything like that before...
The old man laughed heartily, and Mumu gave a knowing glance. Ruo Ruo took the opportunity to chime in, "Mommy is so silly and always gets tricked. Her lying IQ is almost zero. Grandpa, you mustn't let Daddy bully Mommy anymore!"
"Don't worry, don't worry. With me around, no one would dare to bully your mother!"
As soon as those words were spoken, the reporters' cameras clicked incessantly around them. Brother Mu and Ruo Ruo each hugged Grandpa Ye's neck and planted a big kiss on his cheek. Lan Baobao and Ye Zixun stood nearby, leaning against each other with smiles on their faces.
The photos taken by the reporters looked like a family portrait. Lan Baobao smiled slightly at Li Xiaoran, who was cheering her on from the side, and tightened her grip on her hands.
Lan Baobao had a round face and big eyes, with flawless skin that showed no signs of aging. Her doll-like face made her look youthful, and her figure was curvy without an ounce of excess fat. She looked nothing like her mother. The reporters slowly turned their spotlight towards her, clicking away continuously.
Ye Zixun wrapped his arm around her waist and smiled, "Her name is Lan Baobao. She used to be my lover; now we... After being apart for five years, we've reunited. Isn't my fiancée beautiful?"
"President Ye has always had good taste. Sister Lan, can we get a close-up?"
Ye Zixun nudged Lan Baobao's waist. She slowly walked out, holding her clutch with both hands and wearing a faint smile on her face. She didn't appear overly domineering but carried an air of elegance that made her look gentle and serene, putting everyone at ease.
"Grandpa, did you know? Just now there was an auntie peeking at us from the door upstairs! I could tell she had bad intentions; it's really annoying! Everyone at our family's banquet brought companions; we don't need any drinking sisters here. Grandpa, please don't let her stay!"
"Grandpa, congratulations on having such a clever and adorable great-grandson, Zi Xun. Why are you still standing there? Go and acknowledge him!"
Ye Ziyun arrived late, carrying a suitcase. As soon as she entered, she tossed her belongings to someone nearby and took off her glasses to carefully examine Lan Baobao.
Upon hearing that Ye Zixun had found the lost child, she immediately booked a ticket to return from abroad. She was well aware of the reckless things Ye Zixun had done five years ago. As she scrutinized Lan Baobao, her heart nodded repeatedly. This Stinky Kid was quite the charmer; how did he manage to land such a serene and lovely wife?
"Sis, everything is arranged. Don't worry, I won't mess things up!"
Ye Zixun's tone suddenly turned somewhat gentle and helpless.
He could handle all women, make them go crazy for him, and treat them coldly without hesitation. Yet, he couldn't do that with his sister, who was two years older than him.
Ye Zixun and Ye Ziyun were full-blooded siblings. When Ye Zixun was seven years old, their parents died in an accident. From that moment on, Ye Ziyun became both his sister and his parental figure. The one person whose tears he feared in this world was Ye Ziyun.
This was a woman he couldn't provoke and didn't want to provoke.
Ye Ziyun found Lan Baobao quite pleasing to the eye. She wrapped her arm around her shoulder and turned to the reporters, saying, "I like this sister-in-law of mine. Although it's a waste for my brother to have her, please be lenient with him for my and Grandpa's sake."
"..." A wave of murderous intent came from behind her. Lan Baobao could imagine how fierce Ye Zixun's gaze was right now. Aside from forced laughter, he had no other choice.
Ye Ziyun smiled sweetly and took out a box from her handbag. "Here, this is a gift from your sister for our first meeting. I specially went to find a collector to buy this white jade snow lotus flower. It’s said to bless one with eternal beauty and ensure peace at home. Take it!"
Lan Baobao liked the jade carving but felt it looked quite valuable. Holding it made her uneasy; just as she was about to decline, Ye Zixun impatiently pulled her into his embrace and said, "Sis, don't say nonsense in front of the reporters! I am not unworthy of her!"
"Those fox spirits you used to hang out with were quite suitable for you. But that pure-hearted girl? You really don't deserve her! Someone here doesn't care that his fiancée is empty-handed; letting the reporters see this is truly embarrassing!"
"Who is empty-handed?"
Ye Zixun glared fiercely at Ye Ziyun, secretly lamenting. He was afraid that one wrong word would upset the old man. He couldn't understand why, as a grandson, Ye Ziyun could neglect the family business. Aside from spending money and bullying him, what else had she done? Why was his status always lower than Ye Ziyun's?
Ye Zixun snapped his fingers, and the prepared ring was brought over. He took Lan Baobao's hand and slowly placed the ring on her finger under everyone's gaze.
In that moment, Lan Baobao was unexpectedly misty-eyed, her heart racing.
Ye Zixun held her in his arms, preventing the reporters from capturing her crying face. He turned to Ye Ziyun and said, "I know my sister is always generous and gentle; she must be standing by Baby's side to support her. For my sister's sake, I should treat her a little better!"
"That's true!"
Ye Zixun had long been accustomed to his sister's thick skin. After Lan Baobao wiped away her tears, she returned to a semblance of normalcy.
The idle people on the boat were cleared out. Ye Zixun held her hand as they met various guests. Lan Baobao's identity was officially confirmed. The two pups managed to charm Ye Jianfan until just before bedtime when they finally returned the two children to Lan Baobao's side.
Back in the room, Lan Baobao, reeking of alcohol, found her stomach empty except for the liquor. Late at night, she didn't want to trouble anyone to do anything for her. In the early morning hours, someone wearing an apron brought a bowl of handmade noodles and placed it on her desk.
"Mommy, you have to work tomorrow too! Don't give up just because someone bothered you today. Your son made you a bowl of handmade noodles to cheer you up!"
Lan Baobao nearly burst into tears. She poked her head out from behind a pile of documents and cupped Mumu's face, giving him a big kiss. His skin felt soft and warm, much better than someone else's stern expression while making her review company structures.
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