Fortunately conceived and favored, Mr. Ye hunted for love 101 times

Xia Nuan never thought that someone would send the mail here. Back then, her work here was kept secret, and she also signed the non-disclosure agreement drawn up by Ye Sichen. How did the sender know that she was here?
Xia Nuan was inexplicably uneasy.

Alian walked in, just in time to meet Xia Nuan who was about to go out.

"What's wrong with your neck? Why are there red marks all over it?" A-Lian asked curiously, with a trace of strangeness in her eyes.

When Xia Nuan heard this, she hurriedly covered her neck: "I have a cold, so I pinched it with my hands." In fact, she didn't know what happened. After having a dream, she felt uncomfortable all over, and why there was redness on her neck. mark?She didn't know what was going on.

"Isn't it? Why does it look like being kissed by a man... Xia Nuan, you didn't go to Mingsen while the baby was asleep last night, did you? Let me tell you, you can make friends with Mingsen, but work Don't be distracted when you are working, Mr. Ye is the most taboo of not being serious about work."

"No, Sister Lian, don't guess, I really have a cold." Xia Nuan blushed.

Thinking of the dream last night, her face became even hotter.

A-Lian still looked at her with a strange look, seeing that she was going out, she asked again: "Why did you write your email address here? You signed a non-disclosure agreement back then. Mr. Ye's most important thing is privacy. He hates the media." The tabloids are always following him, and that’s why he came to live here in Philadelphia. Wouldn’t it attract attention if you released the address?”

"Sorry, Sister Lian, I actually don't know why I sent it here, and besides, I didn't send someone to send the mail."

"Well, go and have a look. If it's not the case, send him away. If he asks you, don't pay attention to him."

Xia Nuan nodded and went out.

After the postman was pretty sure it was hers, she took it and opened it.

The words on it had a strong threatening atmosphere.

It's better to rot in the stomach forever, and be careful not to break the contract.

Xia Nuan's heart thumped, her thoughts were complicated.

After giving birth, she signed a non-disclosure agreement, the general content of which was not to tell the matter to the outside world, and once she told it, she would compensate twice the 200 million that the other party paid her.

Of course Xia Nuan wouldn't say anything, but this email made her more aware that she traded her own flesh and blood for money...

This stain will accompany her for the rest of her life and will never be erased.

She sat sadly on the stone steps of the flower bed, tears slipping down quietly, holding the mail.

"Xia, what's wrong with you?" Mingsen walked over with concern.

Xia Nuan regained consciousness immediately, and wiped away her tears in a panic: "I'm fine."

She tore the threatening letter into pieces, threw it into the trash can, and stood up.

Sudden dizziness hit her forehead, Xia Nuan's eyes darkened, and Ming Sen hurried over to support her.

"What's wrong with you?" Mingsen held her in his arms.

Xia Nuan shook her head, wanting to leave Mingsen's embrace, but she couldn't exert any strength.

Mingsen frowned and said worriedly: "I'll help you go to my place to rest for a while." If he walks into Ye Sichen's guest room with Xia Nuan in his arms like this, those servants might think of them.

Xia Nuan was vague: "No, I'm fine, I'm going in to take care of Wuyou Nianci."

"Xia, listen to me, Mr. Ye doesn't feel at ease if you are like this." Mingsen lifted her away with a hug, and walked into the room where he was.

Ye Sichen walked out of the crowded press conference and got into the car escorted by bodyguards.

Outside the door, fans chased the stretched Lincoln car he was riding in, chanting his name frantically.

Ye Sichen shook his head helplessly, but gently told Uncle Xiang: "Uncle Xiang, drive slowly, don't bump into my fans."

"Okay sir, it's just that they've been chasing like this, how do we go back?"

"Let's go fast."

Uncle Xiang nodded.

Yesi looked out of the car thoughtfully.

"When will you go back to Modu, sir? The old lady misses you very much, and Miss Ran Ni also wants to see you, and said that she wants to talk to you about cooperating in the filming of the MV." When he was young, he was entrusted by Ye Sichen's father, Ye Qiao, to take care of Ye Sichen.

Ever since Ye Sichen entered the music scene, Uncle Xiang has been by his side.

"Well, go back next week."

"Then do you want to bring Master Wuyou and Princess Nianci?" Uncle Xiang asked again.

Yesi remained silent.

Uncle Xiang stopped asking.

After getting on the highway, but still unable to shake off those fanatical fans, Ye Sichen had no choice but to park in a wide area of ​​a gas station, rolled down the window and waved to them.

Some fans fainted from the joy of seeing Ye Sichen.

In order to satisfy the wishes of the fans, Ye Sichen got out of the car, leaped onto the roof, and the fans under the roof kept calling his name.

"I love you, but it's really dangerous for you to run at high speed like this, so, after I take a photo with you, can you leave?" The warmth between Ye Si's deep brows and eyes gradually spread away, and he smiled like a spring breeze .

For fans, he is extremely pampered.

Never any airs.

"Yeshen, I love you, you can do whatever you say!"

"Oh, of course! As much as I don't want to leave you!"

Ye Sichen and the fans under the roof faced the camera, and the personal cameraman captured the scene.

When Ye Sishen got into the car and disappeared, those fans reluctantly left.

"Gu Bei, edit the photos according to the number of people who took the photo, and then send them to them separately." Ye Sichen said to the photographer Gu Bei who was sitting behind.

He always treats fans with care beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Gu Bei opened his mouth wide and spread his hands: "Those fans are very annoying. If you give them some benefits, they will make progress. Why waste time on them? I think we should plan a concert in country M."

Ye Sichen frowned: "They are the ones who made me, and my albums are all driven by their sales. Without them, do you think my concert can go on?"

"Okay." Gu Bei was choked and had nothing to say, and lowered his head in embarrassment.

　After getting off the car and walking into the gate of the villa, Ye Sichen quickened his pace.

Xia Nuan sat in Mingsen's room for a while, and seemed to feel less uncomfortable, so she got up and left. Mingsen was worried that she would faint again, so he followed her to support her.

Xia Nuan and Ming Sen went out, and saw Ye Sichen walking over.

Seeing that the two of them were even closer than last time, Yesi's expression darkened.

Xia Nuan realized that Ye Sichen would definitely blame her for not doing a good job, so she hurriedly let go of Mingsen's hand.

Ye Sichen averted his gaze, and walked into Wuyou and Nianci's room without saying a word.

Mingsen said behind him: "Mr. Ye, Xia is not feeling well, so I asked her to rest at my place..."

"Mingsen, stop talking." Xia Nuan stopped Mingsen in a low voice, and followed Ye Sichen in.