Chapter 675: Chapter 675: Why Don’t You Want to Marry Ye Baixiu?”_1
Ye Shiting and Yi Yujian were called back from the presidential palace by Bai Peiluan. Even before they walked into Ye Junqing’s villa, they heard Bai Lanwu’s voice: “It was I who didn’t want to marry and ran away, so Peiluan ended up marrying in my place. It’s not Peiluan’s fault. If my brother-in-law blames Peiluan for this, then I feel bad for her. Peiluan has given him two excellent sons.”
Ye Shiting, having heard the rumour on the road, made his entrance into the living room with a stormy expression, glaring angrily at Ye Baixiu: “Dad, is it because of mom’s identity that you want to divorce her?!”
When did he say he wanted to divorce Peiluan? Up till now, he hadn’t said a word, yet his sons were glaring at him one after another, accusing him. What had he done wrong?
Ye Baixiu roared out impatiently: “Who said I want a divorce? Did I ever express my wish to divorce? I knew long ago that your mom was Bai’s illegitimate daughter, not the eldest daughter of the Bai family. I realized that thirty years ago!”
“Ah?” Bai Peiluan, who had been nervous for some time now, was stunned: “Baixiu, what do you mean, you knew all along?”
Ye Baixiu walked over, pulled Bai Peiluan to his side, and looked at her resignedly: “If it weren’t for me covering for you and silencing the rumors, who do you think you could hide this from?”
Bai Peiluan was dumbfounded: “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
Ye Baixiu roared impatiently: “What would that accomplish? I fell for you as a person, not your status. I don’t care if you’re Bai’s eldest daughter, or an illegitimate one. If you dare talk about divorce again, I won’t speak to you for ten days, no, twenty!”
Bai Peiluan was shocked: “How… how did you find out?”
“Is that the point? The point is you doubted my love for you, thinking if your identity was revealed, I’d cast you aside. We’ve been together for nearly thirty years, with Shiting being 29 now and Junqing, 27, yet you doubt my feelings. I’m furious!”
Ye Baixiu set his face into a stern expression, clearly expecting his wife to placate him.
Just now he’d been unjustly accused by his eldest son—where was his dignity as the head of the family? He needed to be pacified!
But his sons weren’t being considerate. Ye Junqing simply said: “Dad, stop it. You kept from Mom that you’ve known the truth for so long, making her worry for all these years. You should be the one calming Mom down, not the other way around.”
At those words, Ye Baixiu gave his son a rotten look: “Are you even my son?”
“I am my mother’s son, too.”
His father didn’t seem to care much about his marital issues. Compared to his pressured mother, Ye Junqing was inclined to take his mother’s side.
When Ye Shiting heard what his father had said, he relaxed a bit, adding a word in agreement: “Junqing is right.”
Ye Baixiu: He shouldn’t have bothered having two sons! Regret, so much regret!
“So, why didn’t you want to marry Ye Baixiu?” Song Chuanqi’s sudden question finally settled Ye Baixiu’s turmoil.
At this moment, Ye Baixiu felt that Song Chuanqi must be crumbling inside. This man’s wife-to-be would rather run away than marry him. By comparison, Ye Baixiu, who had just been “abused” by his two sons, suddenly felt better.
Because he realized that there was someone more pitiful than him.
Bai Lanwu shot her husband a reproachful look: “Do you want me to marry someone else?”
Song Chuanqi smiled: “Just asking casually, answer me.”