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

"Xiao Mo..." Ye Han still held her arm, with Shang in his eyes.

"Mr. Ye, please let go." Xia Ying looked at him sideways and said, a polite address had pulled the relationship between them far away.

Ye Han shook his head, he never thought of betraying the relationship between them, really, he never thought of it!However, Mr. Ye's voice made him lose his courage and strength immediately.

He can no longer find the tenderness and love inside, only indifference and alienation!

……

Xia Ying felt his palm loosen, and then pulled out her arm and continued to walk forward.

And the child was still crying, Yang Shan was hugging him and coaxing him, these voices were disturbing.

Xia Ying sat down beside the hospital bed, comforting herself over and over again in her heart, don't care about it, don't be disturbed by them, how many children that man has, or even how many women he has, has nothing to do with her!

"Do you want pudding?" She asked Ye Jue, now she just hoped that the child would get well soon and leave with him.

"Mom?" Ye Jue looked at her, and then at Yehan. Every time he showed such an expression, he felt very sad.

"I made it this morning, and it tastes good." Xia Ying said again, as if treating everyone else as air.

Ye Han clenched his teeth, and even clenched the hands hanging by his side, and then walked out of the ward.

"Your Highness!" Mousse called out worriedly.

"Your Highness!" Yang Shan also chased out with the child in her arms. She still had something to say to him.

Soon, the ward became quiet, and those noisy voices were no longer ringing in my ears.

"Mom, don't ignore Dad, okay?" Ye Jue looked at her and said, and gently placed the little hand on the back of her hand that was administering the drip.

Xia Ying agreed, "Yeah." But she had her own plans in her heart.

……

Outside the ward, Yang Shan looked at the back of him leaving resolutely, her face was full of sadness!

"Your Highness!" Her voice echoed in the corridor, and could even be heard in the ward.

Ye Han stopped in his tracks, as if his chest was about to explode.

"Are you satisfied?" he said with his back to her, a haze shrouded his body.

"What am I satisfied with? Satisfied that you have been ignoring our mother and son all these years? Or satisfied that you have been torturing yourself because of her leaving?" Yang Shan walked over, tears falling, her voice trembling.

Yehan frowned and said nothing.

Yang Shan also said, "Why can't you see us in your eyes? Even without her, you still have our mother and son, and we can stay with you. Why..."

"I don't need it!" Yehan said, his eyes fell on her, and he said word by word, "I don't want anyone except her! Did you hear clearly?"

Yang Shan's heart trembled, and her tears fell more urgently.

For four years, she lived in the night palace as a dependent, so that one day he could accept their mother and child, and then come to pick them up, but Lin Xiaomo came back, that woman came back, and all her hopes and fantasies were shattered up!

"...Hehe..." Yang Shan cried and laughed, feeling that her persistence over the years was like a joke.

She is not reconciled, why is she always losing to Lin Xiaomo, why is she doomed to have nothing when she appears?

She asked him again, "Do you care about her that much?"