Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 820 - 0820 Fang Sijie’s Despair! (Fifth Update)

Chapter 820: 0820 Fang Sijie’s Despair! (Fifth Update)

Thump! Thump!

The butler hurriedly ran to the beautiful lady and said: "Madam, someone has entered Villa No. 8!"

What!

In the Maple Mountain Villas, there were a few villas left empty by the Song family, among which Villa No. 8 was one of the Song family’s properties. However, she had previously given Villa No. 8 to Ye Qiu. Suddenly, the beautiful lady’s expression lightened with joy, and she exclaimed in surprise: "Could it be him?"

"Let’s go, take a look with me."

The beautiful lady put on her coat, covering her tender white shoulders, called out to the butler, and headed for Villa No. 8.

When the beautiful lady had given the villa to Ye Qiu, she had given him the keys. Ye Qiu did not have to go through the security guard; he could directly swipe his card to enter the Maple Mountain Villa complex. Following the markings on his card, he arrived at Villa No. 8, and with a gentle swipe, the door opened.

Upon entering, the various luxurious decorations, the English style of decor, adorned with golden chandeliers, and the walls filled with various murals, all breathed a European air.

Not bad at all.

Ye Qiu was quite satisfied, sitting down on the leather sofa, feeling extremely comfortable. No wonder wealthy people like to adorn their rooms with fine things—the softness of this sofa and its tactile quality were indeed a treat.

It seems the Song family has put a lot of effort into this house; this villa is worth at least tens of millions.

The inside of the house was spotless and looked very comfortable.

Just as Ye Qiu was taking a short rest on the sofa, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Who is it?

Ye Qiu’s eyes snapped open. Was it someone from the Song family?

He immediately thought so and flipped up, landing lightly in front of the door and opened it.

"Mr. Ye! It really is you." The beautiful lady saw Ye Qiu and immediately showed a smiling face.

Almost half a year had passed, and the beautiful lady was still radiating charm and showed no signs of aging, quite the opposite, she seemed to be growing younger, which could be considered reverse aging. If Ye Qiu didn’t know that she was Song Jie’s mother, it would be hard to imagine that she was already a woman in her forties or fifties.

Considering that the villa was a gift from the beautiful lady, Ye Qiu spoke calmly and politely: "What brings Madam Song here?"

Hearing Ye Qiu’s words, the beautiful lady laughed: "I just heard that Mr. Ye had come to the Capital City. I originally asked Xiao Jie to invite you, but we still failed to have you over. The moment I heard from the butler that the door opened here, I knew Mr. Ye had arrived, so I came over to greet you. Are you satisfied with this villa?"

The beautiful lady was friendly, and it was evident that after the lesson she had learned with the Song family’s past dealings, she no longer held hostility towards him but instead had made multiple attempts to please him, and now she had come to greet him proactively.

Ye Qiu didn’t care about any ulterior motives she might have; as long as she didn’t provoke him further, he would not take action recklessly.

"It’s quite nice here, I still have to thank Madam Song for this generous gift," said Ye Qiu.

"As long as Mr. Ye is happy, that’s good. We’ll be neighbors from now on, and if Mr. Ye has any needs, feel free to come to me. As long as it’s within my ability, I will certainly help Mr. Ye fulfill it," said the beautiful lady. "Well, I won’t disturb Mr. Ye’s rest any longer."

The beautiful lady slowly left, her swaying figure enchantingly beautiful.

"This woman is indeed full of complexities," Ye Qiu watched the beautiful lady’s figure, offering a faint evaluation.

He was not so easily bewitched by such a woman. In his mind, the beautiful lady must have been a stunning beauty capable of causing national disaster in her youth, and furthermore, she was an especially crafty woman.

Although Ye Qiu didn’t exactly keep a respectful distance from beauties, when it came to femme fatales, particularly an elder one, he preferred not to provoke them too much, lest he bring trouble upon himself.

Ye Qiu settled into the Maple Mountain Villa, prompting a phone call from Elder Jiang. The elderly Mr. Ye didn’t want him to move there, saying it would be better if he stayed with the Ye family.

Ye Qiu tactfully declined. His relationship with the Ye family was neither deep nor shallow, like plain water. If he stayed with the Ye family for too long, he would feel uncomfortable.

With the level of his cultivation, he preferred to act according to his nature, unbound and free. Be it in the military district or at the Ye residence, he was on someone else’s turf. He still preferred staying at his own place.

After ending the call with Elder Jiang, a phone call from Fang Sijie came through, but it was Yinyin, the little princess, who spoke first.

"Brother Ye Qiu, why haven’t you come to keep Yinyin company? Mom has already prepared the meal and is waiting for you to join us."

"Haha, alright, I’ll come over now." Ye Qiu couldn’t bear to refuse the little princess Yinyin’s request. After getting ready, he left the Maple Mountain Villa.

Upon arriving at Fang Sijie’s home, indeed, a whole table full of dishes had been prepared.

Wearing an apron, Fang Sijie looked just like a virtuous wife and good mother. Seeing Ye Qiu arrive, her face brightened with a smile as she brought the steaming hot meal to the table.

"Brother Ye Qiu, if you don’t come to accompany Yinyin, she won’t eat," said Yinyin adorably.

"All you know is to cling to your Brother Ye Qiu," Fang Sijie remarked.

Sticking out her tongue triumphantly, Yinyin said, "Doesn’t mom also hope for Brother Ye Qiu to come to our house for a meal? But I know mom is too shy, so I have to be the one to say it."

"You little rascal, even eating won’t keep your mouth shut," retorted Fang Sijie, poking Yinyin’s head while stealing a guilty glance at Ye Qiu. Then, trying to sound calm, she said, "Don’t listen to her nonsense; children just don’t understand."

"Humph, anyway, I like when Brother Ye Qiu comes home for meals. Having Brother Ye Qiu and mom here makes Yinyin feel very happy," Yinyin expressed joyfully. "Brother Ye Qiu, can you be Yinyin’s daddy?"

Fang Sijie and Ye Qiu, who were just making eye contact, were both taken aback when Yinyin said this.

"You silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about?" Fang Sijie chided.

But Yinyin held her little head high, unfazed by her mother’s scolding, and insisted, "Brother Ye Qiu is good to Yinyin, and good to mom, so why can’t he be Yinyin’s daddy. Anyway, Yinyin thinks Brother Ye Qiu is the most suitable person to be my daddy, and I don’t want mom to marry someone else."

"Brother Ye Qiu, would you be willing to marry mom?" The little girl’s mind leaped too quickly, even Ye Qiu couldn’t keep up. One moment he’s asked to be a dad, the next to marry Fang Sijie. Even Ye Qiu didn’t know what to say.

Looking at Ye Qiu, Yinyin awaited an answer, while Fang Sijie hurriedly explained, "Ye Qiu, don’t mind her. The girl must be missing a father, that’s why she’s saying this."

"Hmph, Mom, you clearly like Brother Ye Qiu. You even told Yinyin that Brother Ye Qiu cooks deliciously. You’re just afraid you’re not good enough for Brother Ye Qiu, too scared to say it," Yinyin blurted out.

In front of Ye Qiu, having her own daughter assert that she was afraid of not being good enough for Ye Qiu was more than embarrassing. If there was a crack in the ground, she really wished she could dive right in.

This put Fang Sijie in a dilemma about how to interact with Ye Qiu in the future. Yinyin really pushed their relationship to a peculiar place.

"Alright, Yinyin, if you keep messing around like this, Brother Ye Qiu won’t come see you anymore. Hurry up and eat; once we’re done, it’s bedtime." Fang Sijie’s voice grew stern by a few degrees, and seeing that her mother was truly angry, Yinyin didn’t dare to continue being willful, showing a wronged expression, she lowered her head and ate.

Fang Sijie glanced surreptitiously at Ye Qiu, feeling a tinge of disappointment in her heart due to Ye Qiu’s lack of response.