After marrying the rich man

"It's nothing."

Noticing the things Aunt Song sent up, Ye Weiran felt a little more grateful in her heart.

"Thank you, Aunt Song."

Aunt Song shook her head: "Miss, what are you talking about? It's my honor to do something for you, and this is what I should do. It's just a little porridge. Miss is serious."

Aunt Song's words were kind and gentle.

"I don't know if Miss has eaten outside, so I simply made some porridge and milk. Miss, your complexion is really bad. Eat some."

Ye Weiran doesn't have much appetite, but Aunt Song is so considerate, she can't let her down.

I had to stand up straight.

"Thank you, Aunt Song."

She took the porridge that Aunt Song was carrying, and drank it in small sips.

Aunt Song was still unavoidably worried.

"Miss, you are so weak when you speak, why don't I call and ask Mr. to come back."

As soon as Aunt Song finished speaking, she was interrupted by Ye Weiran anxiously.

"Do not fight."

Aunt Song looked at Ye Weiran in confusion.

It was only then that Ye Weiran realized that he was a little too emotional just now.

She pursed her lips, her voice was warm and shallow with a hint of coolness.

"Aunt Song, there is no way I can make this call."

After making this phone call, her self-esteem and pride will probably be gone.

At this moment, Lu Jingyan must be with Qiao Yanchu. If Aunt Song called, the people there must think that she did it on purpose.

Then her waiting for a day would be meaningless.

Aunt Song wanted to make a call, but Ye Weiran was firm and refused to let her call no matter what.

In desperation, Aunt Song had no choice but to give up.

After Ye Weiran finished his porridge, Aunt Song took the tableware and went downstairs.

Ye Weiran continued to lean on the recliner.

It was about midnight, and I still didn't feel sleepy at all.

So Ye Weiran knew that it was impossible for her to fall asleep.

Close your eyes, either Zhifan, or your mother, what other painful pasts.

Ye Weiran is very familiar with this kind of insomnia, she was in this state when Zhifan just left.

Ye Weiran couldn't sleep anymore, she took the car keys, coat, and drove to Nanhu.

In Nanhu's house, Ye Weiran was sitting in a house full of Zhifan's relics, although he still couldn't sleep, his heart was much calmer.

It wasn't until dawn that she just fell asleep.

But unexpectedly, the phone rang at this moment.

Ye Weiran picked up the phone.

It was Luo Xun calling.

On the phone, Luo Xun's voice was tinged with anxiety.

"Ran Ran."

"Yeah." Ye Weiran didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly spoke, with a slightly hoarse voice.

When Luo Xun heard her voice, he became even more anxious.

"Of course, are you okay? Where is it, Yujingyuan? I'll come and find you right now."

Ye Weiran is not stupid, Luo Xun called so early, and got through the phone in such a panic, something must have happened.

"I'm in Nanhu, what happened?" She asked in a low voice, with a cold and uncomfortable feeling in her tone.

However, the wind was blowing in the cemetery for a whole day yesterday, so it is not normal not to catch a cold.

"Of course, haven't you read the news? According to entertainment reports, Qiao Yanchu returned to China yesterday and was surrounded by fans at the airport. In the end, her prince charming, Lu Jingyan, the president of the Lu Group, appeared and took Qiao Yanchu away."

Ye Weiran's hand holding the phone tightened, and his fingers sank into the palm of his hand, but he couldn't feel it.

"That's it." She seemed to be feeling emotional, after saying these three words, she didn't speak again.

Luo Xun regretted it.