While he was staying as an escort, he himself stayed downstairs. He often didn't eat or drink. He said it was Chinese New Year, but it was almost self-abuse.

In the past few days, Ye Hansheng had an extremely violent temper, and sometimes he couldn't even control his violent emotions. At this time, he would shut himself in the room and smash the contents so that he could barely vent a little.

Zheng Xuan didn’t know at first, but only when he came to see Ye Jia the next year, he found out that every year after that, he would not go home for the New Year. He stayed here and watched Ye Han’s sound, but his bad temper couldn’t bring back ten cows. As long as he doesn't let him do anything more extraordinary, nothing else can be done.

But there may be a turning point this year.

Ye Hansheng agreed to let Wen Run come over, which was a sign of reconciliation. Maybe they can all have a peaceful year in the future. Zheng Xuan was nestled on the sofa downstairs, looking at Ye Jia's room upstairs from afar, with a smile on his face unconsciously, Jia Jia shouldn't like to celebrate the New Year like this.

If you can change the atmosphere, maybe she will be happy.

The author has something to say: Little Theater, Ye Shanxi Vinegar King General: If you are in a bad mood, you need a wife to kiss you.

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