Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son! Chapter 1164: You Can Blame Them for a While, But You Can’t

Before Ye Xinluo could say anything, there was a bit of noise at the entryway. While changing his shoes, Beichen Rui called toward the inside of the house, "Xinluo, I don’t have to go to the office this afternoon. Do you want to go out for a walk..."

Seeing the scene in the room, his words cut off abruptly. Without changing his expression, he walked over and sat down beside Ye Xinluo. He greeted Zhang Minyi first, then turned to Ye Xinluo and asked, "What were you talking about?"

"Nothing. I just suddenly feel a little tired and want to go upstairs to rest."

As she spoke, she stood up, leaving Ling Ge alone, and headed straight for the stairs.

"Should I bring your food up to the room later?"

"I don’t want to eat."

She hurried up the stairs, and in no ti her figure disappeared around the landing.

Beichen Rui more or less guessed what had happened. He didn’t say anything, just picked Ling Ge up into his arms.

Zhang Minyi sat beside him, looking at the little one, an unguarded fondness flashing in her eyes. Noticing her gaze, Beichen Rui thought for a mont, then still handed the child over.

"Can I hold her?"

When Ye Xinluo had been here earlier, she’d already wanted to hold the little one, but hadn’t dared say so in front of her.

"Mm." With that soft response, the little one was passed into Zhang Minyi’s arms.

The small body was soft, the faint sll of milk made Zhang Minyi’s nose prickle red. She had always thought that in this lifeti she would only have grandsons, never expected that while she was still alive she’d get to see a granddaughter, a grandchild on her daughter’s side.

"I’m going upstairs to check on her."

With that, he also got up and went upstairs. At the bedroom door, he pushed it open and went in. Ye Xinluo was standing by the window, not resting at all.

"Didn’t you say you were tired? Why are you still standing?"

"I can’t sleep."

Her voice was a little weak, clearly showing how stifled she felt inside.

He walked over and pulled her into his arms, lifting a strand of her hair. "Do you bla for not telling you?"

Ye Xinluo rested her head against his chest and shook it. "No."

She knew that Ling Haoyu had been able to co and go here before only with his consent. She understood he’d done it for her own good, so she naturally wouldn’t bla him.

He probably just hadn’t known how to refuse this ti either, which was why things ended up like this.

"Beichen Rui, am I being too heartless?" Nestled in his arms, she asked, her voice muffled.

"Why do you say that?"

After a few seconds, Ye Xinluo finally spoke in a small voice. "That day, after I heard their conversation, everything ca back to . Rather than say I resent them, it’s more that I just can’t accept it. I’ve been in an orphanage since I was five, and all these years they never showed up. I really can’t accept that fact."

He reached out and rubbed her hair, his tone soft and soothing. "No one’s forcing you to accept it. Take your ti. If you don’t want to see them, then don’t see them in the future."

Hearing his words, Ye Xinluo didn’t know why, but a flicker of disappointnt flashed through her heart, so fast she didn’t even catch it herself...

Suddenly finding out they were her real family, it was impossible not to feel a gap in her heart. Yet when she thought about never seeing them again, she felt depressed all over again.

Right now, she was torn...

It seed like she yearned for it a little, yet also rejected it...

Especially after learning whose hands had made all those dishes that suited her taste so well these days, those emotions magnified many tis over in an instant.

Beichen Rui knew she was full of questions now, but there were so things he had to say to her, otherwise this little woman could keep circling around it for a lifeti. "Xinluo, it’s fine if you resent them, but the bond of blood is not sothing you can just toss aside. You can bla them for a while, but you can’t keep running away."