The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband

When the car arrived at the Ye family’s house, Ye Junqing got out of the car and went over to her. He bent down, avoiding his parents, and kissed her on the cheek.

Ye Xingguang’s heart fluttered, and she whispered, “What’s going on?”

“How can you be so amazing?” Ye Junqing left her with these words before going to retrieve the luggage from the trunk.

Ye Xingguang followed him and volunteered to help with the luggage. Upon hearing his words, she started humming off-key, with a satisfied grin.

Bai Peiluan, thinking Ye Xingguang was doing the heavy lifting again, came over and took her hand, “Xingguang, leave these tasks to the men. I heard your father is currently in the hospital. How is his condition? We should find a chance to go and visit your parents in the hospital.”

“Aunt…”

“Call me mom!”

Just as Ye Junqing had started calling her parents by their respective titles, Ye Xingguang sweetly called her, “Mom.”

“Good.”

Bai Peiluan led her into the house.

Ye Xingguang said, “Mom, although my dad’s condition has stabilized, he isn’t fit for visitors yet. After I discuss this with my parents, I’ll arrange a meeting for you all. Is that okay?”

Bai Peiluan replied, “That will work. Let’s wait until all our family matters are sorted out and your parents feel assured. Then we can all have a meal together. In the meantime, please convey our regards to them.”

Ye Xingguang let out a sigh of relief, “Ok.”

Because Ye Baixiu and Bai Peiluan had returned home from their trip, all of the sons of the Ye family, whether biological or foster, rushed back to have a reunion dinner at the couple’s villa that evening.

One by one, luxury cars parked in front of the yard, and a stream of capable and talented young men entered the house. Once inside, though, they were clearly divided at the long dining table.

Lin Nan, Tang Xiao, Mu Nianbai, and Mo Zhe all sat on Ye Shiting’s side, maintaining stern expressions and showing no interest in engaging with Ye Junqing.

On Ye Junqing’s side, Fu Zhuo, Tang Zhou, and Ji Qishu were all advising him to reconcile the disagreement. Mo Fei, the only silent one, was sitting on the side, engrossed in a game on his phone.

Ye Junqing, irritated, finally blurted out, “I have made up my mind on this issue. I will not marry Xia Yanyan. I may lose this presidential election, but there is another one in four years. Marriage, however, is for life, and I cannot agree to this!”

Hearing this, Ye Shiting slammed his teacup on the table, making a loud bang that scared the maids serving dishes. They didn’t dare to breathe a word, quickly placing the dishes on the table before scampering away.

However, as they reached the door, they could still hear Ye Shiting’s voice, “You must marry Xia Yanyan for me. This is not only about my presidency, but also about your potential three-year jail term. You have to listen to me!”

Ye Junqing glared at Ye Shiting with a cold face and said, “That’s impossible! Even if it’s six years, if I do not wish to marry someone, no one can force me!”

The tension between the brothers was palpable, with a fight seeming imminent.

At this moment, Ye Baixiu came down from upstairs, calling out sternly, “Both of you, shut up!”

After walking down the stairs, Ye Baixiu picked up an ashtray from the table and threw it towards Ye Shiting, “Look at you now, you have guts! In order to secure your position as president, you’re willing to ruin your brother’s happiness for life. Let me tell you, Xingguang saved me and your mother. She is our benefactor. Your mother and I have already accepted her as our daughter-in-law.”