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

"..." Lin Xiaomo seemed to tell him that she really liked staying by his side, and liked him so much... But she was worried that if she said it, it would hinder him from doing serious things!

This man seems destined to do something big, and since she can't help him, she can only silently stand by his side and not cause him any trouble. This is what she promised in her heart when she came to Country A. Next promise!

"Why don't you talk anymore?" Yehan was waiting for her to continue, looking down at her in his arms slightly.

"I don't want to say, just leaning on you like this." Lin Xiaomo replied, leaning on his chest, she could hear a steady and strong heartbeat, such a voice and temperature made her feel at ease.

Ye Han didn't say anything more, but he knew her well and knew that she must have something hidden in her heart, but he just didn't know how to say it.

……

After the two returned to the room, he gently placed her on the bed, while he half-kneeled down, lifted her skirt to help her examine the wound.

"It's all bandaged up." Lin Xiaomo said.

"Let me see how deep the wound is." Ye Han was already undoing her bandage.

Lin Xiaomo didn't want to let him see, so she bent her feet and said, "No need, it's already..."

But Yehan raised his head, and without saying anything, he just glanced at her, and the bright meaning in his eyes made her unable to continue in an instant.

There was no other way, Lin Xiaomo could only check on him honestly, and was prepared in her heart to be told what he said.

Sure enough, after seeing the wound, Ye Han's eyes became more gloomy. If there were others beside him now, they would probably be frightened by his aura.

"Why did you get hurt so badly?" Ye Han said, how could this fall be like this?

"Actually, it's okay." Lin Xiaomo said with some confidence.

Yehan pursed his lips, stood up and took a new gauze to wrap it around her again.

The atmosphere in the room was a little gloomy, because he didn't speak anymore.

"Are you angry?" Lin Xiaomo asked cautiously.

"Yeah." Yehan actually admitted it, feeling a little bored in his heart.

"I will be more careful next time." Lin Xiaomo could only promise again and again.

Yehan still didn't speak, but wrapped the gauze carefully.

"Yehan..." Lin Xiaomo could only use her trump card, calling his name tenderly, and after he helped her re-wrap the gauze, she pulled his arm and sat beside her, "Don't do this, I'll be really careful."

Yehan said, "Sometimes I really want to find something to tie you around and take you with me wherever I go." This way she won't be so careless.

But Lin Xiaomo smiled and said, "Didn't I give you something to keep with you all the time? It's me!"

Yehan took out the tie clip from his pocket, the light of the sapphire was more dazzling than the group of diamonds on the side, as if it was born to be the protagonist, and the light cannot be covered by the supporting roles.

"You really carry it with you every day?" Lin Xiaomo said happily, she hadn't seen him wearing it for the past few days, and she thought he had put it away.

Yehan said, "Didn't you say that looking at it is the same as seeing you? I miss you all the time, of course I have to carry it with me every day."

Hearing what he said, Lin Xiaomo was really moved, and threw herself on him vigorously, confessing affectionately, "I like you the most!"

Yehan was easily pressed on the bed by her, and let her hug him. At that moment, his heart shook, and then he sighed softly, hugged her and said nothing more!