My Remarried Wife

Chapter 64

Forsythia thought she had misheard. How could a cold man like him say the word “welcome”?

But he said it to Cassie. For a moment, Forsythia felt a little uncomfortable, but she was happy that Cassie was welcomed.

“Greg, go to the study.”

“Then you can play. Mr. Richie and I still have some work to do.” Greg reacted and said.

“Okay.”With a sweet smile, Cassie waved at them. After they left, she looked at his back and said, “in fact, I don’t think he is as terrible and cold as I thought. What do you think?”

Looking at the tall figure, Forsythia was also in a daze. “It seems so.”

“You are so lucky, Forsythia!”

“Lucky?”

“Yes, that scum like John Lin can be abandoned anyway. How could you marry such a good man as Richie Ye? Don’t you dare to say that you are not lucky?”

Was she lucky? A bitter smile appeared on her face. She didn’t know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing to marry him.

“But you will divorce sooner or later. No matter how good you are, it’s useless.”

When it was time for dinner, everyone was having dinner at the same table. Lord Ye’s face darkened when he heard that there was a guest. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Ye. I’m Cassie from the Han group.” “Han group?” he narrowed his eyes and asked, “is your brother Sherlock Han?”

Cassie was a little surprised, “do you know my brother?”

There was a touch of admiration in his eyes. “I’ve met him before. He’s a very promising young man.”

“Thank you for your praise, Mr. Ye.”

“You can learn more from him,” he suddenly said to Richie Ye at this time.

The people around the table paused and looked at him. With a sneer, he asked, “is there any group in the northern city that is bigger than the Ye clan?”

His words choked Lord Ye! he snorted, “the Ye’s group is the strongest. Do you think it’s all your credit?”

“Five years ago, I didn’t take control of the Ye group. The Ye group was just one of the five biggest groups with other companies. Since I took over it, I have been able to make such a powerful Ye group like now. What kind of fantasy does grandpa think that the Ye group’s dominance is not my contribution?”

What he said was reasonable. In addition, the low voice of Richie Ye brought convincing power to him as soon as he opened his mouth, and the rules he raised were also irrefutable.

Hearing this, Forsythia was secretly shocked. It seemed that the ability of Richie could not be underestimated. But why didn’t his grandpa like him? ‘why don’t they get along well with each other?’ she wondered?

Cassie complimented, “that’s awesome. Grandpa Ye, Richie is right. What the person really needs to learn is that my brother, Sherlock, needs to learn from Richie. ” Although the Han clan is one of the three noble clans, there is still a Ye clan above it. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Because the Ye clan disdained to be on the same side with other clans and was determined to get rid of the people on par and become the strongest.

“You’re too polite. Your brother is a talent. We can cooperate if we have a chance.”

Lord Ye and Cassie had a good chat. Seeing this, Forsythia envied her. ‘how awesome she is! She speaks to everyone in a natural manner, not like her…’

There was indeed a difference between people.

For example, Lord Ye had seen her several times, and every time he talked to her with a sullen face, without any good words. And she wouldn’t say anything nice to make him happy.

Thinking of this, Forsythia lowered her eyes and began to eat quietly.

Suddenly, a chicken wing was put into her bowl. As soon as she raised her head, she saw the gentle smile on his face. “Sister-in-law, you need to eat vegetables. Rice alone is not nutritious.”

Everyone at the table was a little stunned. They probably didn’t expect that Hanson would pick up food for her?”Thank you, brother.” Forsythia nodded awkwardly.

Seeing this, Cassie rolled her eyes and said, “Brother Ye is so kind to you!” Forsythia bit her lower lip nervously. Indeed, it was good, but it was…

Sitting on her left, not far from her, Richie sneered. His voice was very low, and only she could hear it. Then she glanced at him, only to find that his eyes were deep and no emotion could be seen.

Damn it! He must have misunderstood her again.

“Let’s eat.”Seeing that everyone was standing there, Hanson eased the atmosphere. The atmosphere of the dinner was not good, especially for Forsythia, who was sitting next to Richie. After the dinner, she felt as if she was in the South Pole. Beside her, Vincent had been releasing a cold aura. Since Forsythia was sitting next to him, she was naturally affected.

“Come on, you are too thin. Eat more.”All of a sudden, Cassie put some food into Forsythia’s bowl. Forsythia turned around and smiled at her, “thank you.” After thinking for a while, Forsythia looked in the direction of Richie. Suddenly, she picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into his bowl. “You should also eat more.”

Everyone stopped eating! Even the maid beside him was speechless!

Everyone knew it!

He was a neat freak!

He never eats what others have eaten!

But to their surprise, Forsythia picked up food into his bowl. Was she out of patience to live or something that she picked up food with chopsticks stained with saliva and sent it to the bowl of Richie?

Lord Ye held his breath and squinted slightly. Noticing the change of the surroundings, Forsythia rolled her eyes and wondered what she had done wrong? Why did they all look as if they were facing a formidable enemy?

With a smile, Hanson came out to say something for her. “There’s something you don’t know about Richie. He…”

However, before he could finish his words, he was shocked by what he did and swallowed back.

Because he picked up the piece of braised pork from his bowl and put it into his mouth without any expression!!!

Although it was just a small action, it shocked everyone present, including lord Ye and a large group of maids. Mr. Richie swallowed it?

Forsythia didn’t know what kind of habit he had, so she didn’t feel anything strange. She was just happy to see that he was willing to eat the food she picked up. She lowered her head and smiled happily.

Then he said, “go on.”

Hearing this, Forsythia looked up in astonishment, “what?”

After taking a glance at his bowl, Forsythia came to her senses and picked up some other food for him. “This?” she asked

“Okay,” replied Richie, and then continued to eat. “……”The maids’ jaws almost dropped to the ground. Is he still the Richie Ye with mysophobia?

Why did he seem to be cured of his mysophobia all of a sudden?