Florist Little Boss Ch. 121

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Not known if it was due to carelessness when painting, but there were two drops of ink in the blank space in the lower right corner of the painting. It seemed that this painting was ruined.

In the middle of the painting was a boy, about four or five years old, very energetic, not fat, wearing a navy blue suit, a white shirt inside, the top two buttons were not buttoned, revealing one side of the clavicle, and there was a black mole on the clavicle, but it was not very obvious, if you didn't pay attention, you would think it was accidentally stained. He was holding a book in his hand, smiling and looking forward, with a dimple on his cheek, very vivid.

Gao Yang was stunned when he saw the painting, and pointed at the painting for a long time and asked, "Who is the boy in this painting?"

Qin Shaoyan frowned slightly, he didn't expect to miss a painting here, "He is Uncle Ye's son, named Ye Mubai."

Ye Mubai... "He is the one you said..."

Qin Shaoyan told him about Mr. Ye's lost child a while ago.

"Yes, he is Uncle Ye's eldest son. This is what he looked like when he was a child." Qin Shaoyan looked down at Gao Yang. His reaction was somewhat unexpected. "Don't be fooled by his honest appearance. He was very naughty when he was a child."

"That's not the case with this painting." The student who made the mistake scratched his head embarrassedly and covered the cloth again.

"Yangyang." Gao Yang ran out without saying a word. Qin Shaoyan called him and chased after him.

In the living room in front, Ye Jingsheng knelt on the carpet to play with Gao Xun. He had been to the flower shop several times. Gao Xun already remembered this beautiful grandfather. Although both fathers were not here, he was not afraid at all and did not cry.

Gao Yang trotted all the way to the door of the living room, stepped in, and paused. Ye Jingsheng heard the voice and looked up. Gao Yang was also looking at him. The two similar eyes collided with each other. Ye Jingsheng was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Why are you running so fast? Are you thirsty?"

Perhaps it was the gentle smile on Ye Jingsheng's face that infected him, Gao Yang's chaotic heart suddenly calmed down a lot, he took a deep breath, "Mr. Ye, I have a question for you."

"You ask."

"Sixteen years ago, did you lose a five or six-year-old child?"

When Qin Shaoyan chased to the door, he heard a "thud" in the house. It should be something falling on the ground. He saw Bai Zhi coming back from outside and took the initiative to call him, "Uncle Bai."

Bai Zhi nodded, "You are here, where is the child?"

"Inside." Qin Shaoyan glanced into the house.

Bai Zhi was so smart that he understood without him saying, "Walk with me."

"Okay." Qin Shaoyan naturally had no objection and gave the two people inside a space to communicate.

In the room, Ye Jingsheng bent down to pick up the apple that fell on the floor. Gao Xun slowly moved his steps while holding the mahogany coffee table, looking up and pulling Ye Jingsheng's pants, which meant that he wanted him to give him the apple.

"Sit down and talk." Ye Jingsheng held Gao Xun's body and scooped a new apple from the fruit basket for him.

Gao Yang sat down on the single sofa next to Ye Jingsheng, quietly waiting for him to speak.

Ye Jingsheng was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about where to start, "How did you know?"

"I just saw a painting in the studio." Gao Yang said honestly, "Qin Shaoyan said that it was your child, who was lost when he was very young."

Ye Jingsheng nodded, "Sixteen years ago, the child was only five years old at that time, and he is only twenty-one years old this year."

"It's all our fault. I have been thinking all these years that if we had paid more attention and been more cautious at the beginning, such a thing would not have happened. It's all because I, as a father, was too careless." Ye Jingsheng said very self-blamingly.

"Uncle Ye." Gao Yang looked at Ye Jingsheng without blinking, "The child you lost is me, right?"

Ye Jingsheng also looked at Gao Yang and nodded, "Yes, it's you. We didn't tell you because we were afraid of scaring you."

Gao Yang said with a complicated expression, "My... adoptive mother, she told me everything she knew before she died. She said that I was not her biological son, but that she adopted me from a distant relative. That distant relative was her elder. Before he died, he told her a secret, that is, I was actually abducted by his son from outside. Before that, my... adoptive mother always thought that I was the child of his son and someone else."

"Did she tell you?" Ye Jingsheng was slightly surprised. He thought that person would never tell Gao Yang.

"Yes, she also asked me to find my biological parents, but I think so many years have passed, maybe they have given up the search." At this point, Gao Yang couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect you never gave up on me." And they set up Xinghuo Group for him to help children with difficulties at home.

Ye Jingsheng's eyes were slightly moist, and he reached out and touched his head, "How could I give up looking for you, you are my baby."

Qin Shaoyan accompanied Bai Zhi for a walk in the yard. As he expected, Gao Yang had already recognized Ye Jingsheng. There was no barrier between the two of them. They smiled at each other. This result was not bad.

The two students who came to help were busy in the studio for an afternoon. Seeing that it was getting late, they came to say goodbye. Ye Jingsheng asked them to stay here for dinner, but they quickly waved their hands to refuse. Although Teacher Ye's craftsmanship was very good and they liked it very much, when they thought of Mr. Bai from Teacher Ye's family... forget it, their little hearts were not strong enough.

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