The remarried husband is actually the head of the rich family?

His emotions were briefly interrupted, and Ye Qingluo took a long time to think before speaking again: "So, although you already know my thoughts now, I still want to tell you formally once."

"Ah."

This time Fu Yehan did not ruin the atmosphere.

Looking at the person intently, waiting for the answer that is about to come out.

Ye Qingluo kissed him gently on the corner of his mouth. Her blushing face seemed to hide the throbbing of a girl's heart, but her expression was very direct.

"Fu Yehan, I accept your love for you." Ye Qingluo said, "Because... I like you too."

It is difficult for a man who has not been in love for more than 30 years to resist once he falls in love.

Unstoppable.

Overwhelmed with water.

The longer he was single, the more clearly Fu Yehan knew what he wanted.

If you can’t get it, just continue to be single.

But once he locks on to the target, he won't waste a second.

The dainty wife in his arms was fragrant and soft. After Fu Yehan heard Ye Qingluo's "I like you, too", the lust that had just subsided for less than half an hour was intensified again.

Standing up and walking to the clothes rack, Fu Yehan found the envelope prepared by Ye Qingluo from his coat, and reached in to pull out the check and IOU inside.

After sitting back on the bed, he tore the paper in his hand into pieces in front of Ye Qingluo.

Then with a wave of his hand, Fu Yehan turned over in the flying papers and trapped the person under his package.

"Close your eyes and feel it." The man's warm lips, with a tingling electric current, slid slowly from Ye Qingluo's neck to her ear. "If your husband's determination for you can be measured by money, 305 million is at most a starting price."

After Fu Yehan finished speaking, the music in the room unconsciously changed to the next song.

This is a long song, and most of its melody is soft and gentle, like the spring breeze caressing the hills filled with fragrance of flowers, or like the precious spring rain that moistens everything silently.

Until the end of the music, a tune suddenly rose, and then the original mood changed instantly. The melody was so fast, like the ups and downs of turbulent waves, or like a tsunami that is as powerful as a broken bamboo.

Finally, after a burst of continuous high-frequency tones, the intensity of the melody slowly subsided.

Finally, everything returned to calm.

Ever since he and Fu Yehan expressed their feelings to each other, Ye Qingluo has been in a better mood than ever before.

Although sometimes she felt that the pace of her relationship with Fu Yehan was different from that of a normal couple, and the speed was unbelievably fast, but the final result was what she was most satisfied with at the moment, and that was enough.

Ye Qingluo still did not try to understand Fu Yehan's background and past. She felt that she would know it naturally when the time came for her to know.

However, in the past two days she has re-examined her past and completely erased all traces of Chu Lingxuan in her life, including the password that she had been too lazy to change before.

Ye Qingluo still hadn't made much progress in the way she expressed her feelings. Without thinking twice, she directly replaced Chu Lingxuan's birthday in all the codes with Fu Yehan's birthday.

However, the same routine, when used by different people, has completely different effects.

The first time Fu Yehan discovered that the password to the front door had been changed, and it was changed to his birthday number, he smiled all night. The "service" was even more attentive and considerate than when he was a "signboard".

Ye Qingluo found it funny.

I didn't expect that these two straight-talkers who both have no skills in dating would actually be quite compatible.

No matter what she does, as long as it is related to Fu Yehan, no matter how childish or cheesy it is, this man will buy into it.

Every love has a response, this is probably the most beautiful feeling Ye Qingluo can think of.

I was in a good mood, time passed quickly, and it was the weekend in the blink of an eye.

After thinking it over again and again, Ye Qingluo sent a message to Fu Jingchen, asking him to go out for lunch together at noon.

In fact, Ye Qingluo didn't have much hope for the meal. Judging from how angry Fu Jingchen was last time, he might not even reply to her message.

Ye Qingluo had thought it through in advance. Since she had promised Fu Jingchen, she had to do it. If Fu Jingchen still hadn't replied to her message by noon, she would directly send him what she wanted to tell him in the form of a message.

However, to her surprise, Fu Jingchen not only replied to her message within seconds, but also called her as soon as possible.

The restaurant was chosen by Fu Jingchen, and one meal cost her one month's salary.

"Qingluo, you are here."

Ye Qingluo pushed open the door of the private room, and Fu Jingchen immediately stood up from his seat and walked towards him in two steps.

"Didn't you say half past eleven? It's only a little after eleven, why are you here so early?"

Fu Jingchen was so polite and tried to make small talk as if they had just met.

"You came earlier, didn't you?"

Ye Qingluo made no effort to say anything polite to him.

However, Ye Qingluo did not feel awkward. She had heard from the phone that Fu Jingchen was no longer angry, and had inexplicably become very enthusiastic.

She was just curious about what Fu Jingchen had experienced during this period of time and why he suddenly changed 180 degrees.

Ever since Ye Qingluo came, Fu Jingchen has never been quiet. He first asked the waiter to serve the dishes, and then made tea and poured water. Fearing that Ye Qingluo didn't like hot drinks, he also asked for a glass of freshly squeezed ice juice for her.

After the dishes were served, Fu Jingchen became even busier, tasting the food and introducing various dishes to her.

In short, one of your body movements or your mouth must be idle, otherwise it will be awkward.

Ye Qingluo was also able to keep his composure. He didn't bring up any proactive topics and just responded passively to Fu Jingchen's words.

It was not until she was almost full that Fu Jingchen finally finished all the things he could do and said all the unimportant words he could think of.

Seeing that she never mentioned the business, Fu Jingchen gritted his teeth and asked weakly, "Qingluo, are you still angry with me?"

"You asked the wrong question." Ye Qingluo corrected him, "Aren't you always angry with me? If I'm not mistaken, it should be Chu Lingyan who told you. What did she say about me? She said that I was horny and thirsty? She said that I couldn't stand the loneliness and secretly kept a man behind my back?"

Fu Jingchen: "..."

Fu Jingchen was stunned by Ye Qingluo's straightforward and blunt questions.

I didn't know how to answer for a while.

"You got so angry at me before because of this, right?" Ye Qingluo continued, "If this is the case, Fu Jingchen, you don't have to blame yourself, because Chu Lingyan said the truth, and you didn't misunderstand me. I just did some things behind the scenes that were not allowed to see the light of day, and I didn't tell you, not because I didn't regard you as a friend, on the contrary, it was because I didn't want to lose our friendship, so it was difficult to speak, so I kept delaying and didn't tell you. I'm not saying this to comfort you, I really understand that you would be angry, if the roles were reversed, I think I would be angry too."

"No, Qingluo."

After listening to Ye Qingluo's words, Fu Jingchen hurriedly explained: "Things are not what you think. I am not angry with you because of that incident. It is indeed wrong for you to support a man, but I believe you must have your own ideas. Even if it was impulsive the first time, it is impossible for it to be impulsive all the time. You must have your own needs. And even if I am angry, I am angry with my seventh uncle, not you..."

"Your seventh uncle?" Ye Qingluo frowned before Fu Jingchen finished speaking. "What does this have to do with your seventh uncle?"