The sweet wife of the rich and wealthy: good night, sir

"You really have a thick skin, didn't you use this method to catch up with many men?" Ye Han said meanly, even the coldness in his eyes could form icicles.

But Xia Ying said, "You can say whatever you want, I am your wife, I have the right to come back, and I have the right to live here!"

Yehan said angrily, "Don't push yourself too far!"

Xia Ying said, "If you want to move out of here, I will follow you wherever you go."

Ye Han pursed his lips, his face and eyes seemed to be filled with black air.

Xia Ying seemed to turn a blind eye, and continued, "If you have no objection, I want to go upstairs to rest first. I'm very tired after flying for a day." When she turned around, she seemed to remember something, and she turned to him and said, "If you go to work in Dragon City, I will go too."

"..." Yehan clenched his teeth, and clenched his hands into fists in anger, as if he would step forward to strangle her to death in a second.

But Xia Ying's eyes dimmed when she turned around, and even the arrogant expression just now was relaxed.In fact, how could she not feel sad and distressed when he said that to her?But at this time, she had to bear it, because he was hurt and forgot about himself. He didn't mean to hurt her, so she didn't blame him...

In the hall, Ye Han was still standing where he was, his eyes seemed to have changed after being angry, the flashing dark light made it too late for people to catch the real meaning inside!

……

It's been five years. When they left together, they were happy and full of longing and yearning for the future. But five years later, when they came back one after the other, the happiness was gone!

Yehan sat in the living room until late at night, holding the quit cigarette in his hand again, his whole body seemed to be inlaid in the shadow, feeling lonely and melancholy!

next day

Xia Ying got up when it was still daylight, Xu had a good rest last night, and she looked very good today.

After she went downstairs, she went to the kitchen, intending to make Yehan a breakfast herself. She felt that she lost her memory by herself, but the taste should not change. Maybe he would remember something after tasting what she cooked.

Xia Ying still had hope, always feeling that she could also awaken the memory deep in his heart.

"Morning, ma'am." Seeing that she woke up so early, Uncle Sun seemed to be in a good mood.

"Uncle Sun." Xia Ying greeted him, and walked to the kitchen to have a look. At this time, the chef in the manor was already preparing food.

"Can I make some porridge?" she asked.

"Madam, do you want porridge today?" Uncle Sun asked.

Xia Ying smiled and said, "I want to cook some porridge for Ye Han."

Uncle Sun nodded and said, "Do you need help?"

Xia Ying replied, "No need, I can do it myself." Then she started to talk.

She doesn't bother others, and tries not to disturb other people's work. She occupies a stove and a pot by herself, carefully cooking the nutritious porridge she prepared for Ye Han.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Ye Han came down from upstairs. His handsome face didn't show much emotion, it was cool and cold, but he had the ability to charm people's hearts!

"Morning!" Seeing him coming down, Xia Ying gave him a sweet smile when she walked up.

If he is ice now, then she is the rising sun, capable of melting him.

Yehan just gave her a cold look, and then walked into the restaurant.

After he was seated, Uncle Sun came up and asked, "Sir, what would you like to eat this morning?"

Yehan replied, "As usual."