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

Ye Leng snorted, "Concerned?" His expression also became extremely cold, and he said again, "What you call caring is nothing more than holding on to that matter. You all want to see my jokes, don't you?"

"No, you misunderstood!" Ye Xing explained.

"Enough!" Yehan scolded, and said, "I don't need you to ask about my affairs, take care of your own affairs."

Ye Xing frowned, knowing that his anger at the moment was caused by Ye Rongfan, but he shouldn't bring his anger to her.

"Speaking of low, it's because you can't let go of that, and you trapped yourself in the past!" Ye Xing replied, feeling wronged in his heart.

"What did you say?" Yehan's face was frosty.

Ye Xing replied, "Isn't it? This incident is like a thorn. It's because you don't want to pull it out. It's because you've been torturing yourself!"

"Shut up!" Yehan shouted angrily, as if someone had stepped on his hidden tail, which made him look particularly irritable.

Ye Xing was also annoyed, and said relentlessly, "Even if I don't tell you, the truth is still before your eyes!"

"Enough!" Yehan didn't want to listen any more, and warned, "Don't act like you know me very well! I don't need anyone to interfere with my affairs, do you hear me?"

Ye Xing looked hurt. She said all this was just because she was worried about him and hoped that he would live well.

"..."

The air in the study seemed to be condensed, and there was embarrassment and coldness everywhere.

"Sorry, I was meddling in my own business." Afterwards, Ye Xing said lightly, then turned and left the study.

After the door opened, she saw Xia Ying and Ye Jue standing at the door. She didn't know how long they had been standing here.

"Xiao Mo..." Ye Xing was obviously shocked, and his heart was still beating nervously.

"Auntie!" Ye Jue called her, and glanced at Ye Han in the study, even the little guy could feel the tension in the atmosphere.

"..." But Ye Han looked at Xia Ying, his eyes flickering.

"You and Yejue go downstairs first." Xia Ying said, handing the child's little hand into hers.

Ye Xing nodded, knowing that she wanted to talk to Ye Han now, so she led the child downstairs first.

And when Ye Han watched her walking step by step, his eyes moved away from her, as if he couldn't face her at this moment.

Xia Ying could feel his uneasiness, impatience and forbearance!

"Why did you quarrel?" She asked warmly, lowering her eyes slightly to look at his clenched hands, and then looked up at him again.

Yehan was silent, feeling terrible.

He didn't want her to see him looking restless, and he didn't want him to always stand in front of her in a embarrassed posture.

He wanted to treat her and their feelings the same way as before, forcefully and frankly!

However, it seems that they really can't go back to the past, and the existing cracks make him very mindful!

"Ye Han?" Xia Ying called his name, and asked with her wrapped palms, "Don't you want to talk to me now?"

Yehan's brows furrowed even deeper, it's not that he doesn't want to, but it's hard to face!

"I'm sorry..." He said in a deep voice, his voice seemed to be mixed with pain.

Xia Ying also frowned, his current appearance made her uncomfortable.

She let go of his arms to hug him, resting her head on his chest.

She replied, "I forgive you..."