Mr. Yi was silent. This child was raised by him, but he still couldn't control it.

He is aging, but this child is becoming stronger and stronger.

"You are really... more and more like your father." Mr. Yi looked at the grandson in front of him with a complicated expression. He still remembered that his son said in front of him that he had to marry that woman. Even if he gave up his identity as the young master of the Yi family, it didn't matter.

It’s like everything about the Yi family is not worth mentioning at all.

Yi Jinli pursed his lips and said nothing.

Mr. Yi said again, "But one day, you will regret it, just like your father regretted it back then..." But after all, he regretted it too late and lost his life.

"I won't regret it." Yi Jinli said with great certainty, "Love in love with her and marrying her is the thing I will never regret the most in my life."

"Is that so? Haha..." Mr. Yi suddenly laughed, "No regrets... It's so easy to say. Unfortunately, I'm old and one foot has already stepped into the coffin. Maybe I won't wait until you regret it in the future, so I'll leave first."

"Then you will live longer." Yi Jinli stared at Mr. Yi and said, "Life for a hundred years, so that you can see how much I regret it. Maybe you can still see the birth of Yiran's child and I, which should be quite interesting."

Yi Jinli said, relaxing his feet.

The secretary who was originally trampled by him finally felt that he had survived the disaster. He quickly stood up and looked at Yi Jinli with fear and alertness on his face, and then said to Mr. Yi, "Old man, you are fine."

Mr. Yi shook his head and looked at his grandson, "Do you really want me to live a hundred years old?"

"Yes." Yi Jinli smiled slightly. The previous aura in the shimmering peach blossom eyes had faded away at this moment. He looked noble and elegant, just like the violence just now, and it didn't exist at all. "Grandpa, I hope you will live a hundred years old. In this way, you can see that I am different from my father, and... how happy I will be!"

After saying this, Yi Jinli left the ward.

Mr. Yi had a little more tranquility in his expression.

Will you live a hundred years old? He looked at his old hands. He was old and his health was getting worse every year. Even if he was in the hospital for a long time, he could not resist the aging of people.

"You said, can I live a hundred years old?" Mr. Yi asked the secretary in the ward.

The secretary quickly responded, "Old man, you can naturally live for a hundred years."

"Okay, let me see if he is the same as his father." Old Master Yi murmured.

———

In the evening, Ling Yiran took the wedding booklet sent by Gao Congming in the afternoon and asked Yi Jinli for his opinion.

"These are quite famous designers. If you want other designers you like, you can also say the names and let me contact you." Yi Jinli said.

Somewhat famous? Ling Yiran was speechless. These are all very famous design masters.
Chapter completed!