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

This was the first time that Fu Yehan offered to bring her food.

Ye Qingluo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Why are you so attentive today?"

Fu Yehan held her head and kissed it for a while: "Not only today, but also in the future. If I don't have time, I will find someone to send it to you."

"What's going on?" Ye Qingluo teased, "Fu Yehan, you're not going to participate in some model husband competition, are you?"

Fu Yehan didn't smile much. His expression looked a little serious. He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Wife, I can listen to you on other matters in the future, but listen to me on the matter of children... Let's not have children, okay?"

Ye Qingluo blinked in confusion. He didn't expect that after a whole night, Fu Yehan was still struggling over something he had just mentioned unintentionally.

"Why do you dislike children so much? Are you traumatized by those naughty kids?" Ye Qingluo asked.

It's a bit early for them to discuss this matter now.

Everything is not stable yet, and it is impossible for Ye Qingluo to have a child at this time.

However, she still wanted to ask Fu Yehan clearly what he thought, so that she would have a better idea in the future.

"There is no shadow, I just don't like you." Fu Yehan said, "You are enough for me. I don't want to spend time and energy on other people."

"What if something unexpected happens in the future?" Ye Qingluo asked, "You don't want it, right?"

Fu Yehan looked serious: "I won't let such an accident happen."

As soon as Ye Qingluo entered the studio, he noticed a large bouquet of roses on Xie Ran's desk.

Xie Ran was drawing a picture, his face expressionless.

"Master, is someone chasing you?"

Ye Qingluo came close to Xie Ran and gossiped in a low voice.

Xie Ran didn't answer, but took out the card from the rose, handed it to her, and then continued working.

Ye Qingluo frowned for a moment before slowly lowering his eyes.

The card began with the address "wife" and contained only words of apology, but no signature.

But you don't have to guess who the other party is.

This is Lin Chengxuan changing his mind and asking for peace with Xie Ran.

After reading the contents of the card, Ye Qingluo returned to his workstation, picked up his phone and sent a message to Xie Ran.

[Ye Qingluo: Master, what are you going to do? ]

Xie Ran glanced at his phone and sent her a reply.

[Xie Ran: I have moved out of his house. We will not have any other interactions except work. If he likes to perform, let him continue to perform. I am not an actor hired by him, so I have no obligation to cooperate with him.]

【Xie Ran: Just pretend you know nothing. There's no need to ruin his show. Just watch the show.】

[Ye Qingluo: Well, I won't participate. Master, if you need anything, remember to come to me.]

【Xie Ran: OK.】

After chatting with Xie Ran, Ye Qingluo started to get busy with his work.

When it was almost time to get off work at noon, Ye Qingluo's cell phone rang.

The call was from my mother.

Ye Qingluo got up and went to the lounge to answer the phone.

"Qingluo, do you have time later?" Su Peiyun said straight to the point, "If you have time, come back."

After hearing what his mother said, Ye Qingluo's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Her mother seldom calls her when she is working. Even if she does, she won't take up too much of her time. She will just give her a few simple instructions and then hang up.

This was the first time her mother asked her to go home even though she knew she was at work at this time.

Thinking of the nightmare he had some time ago, Ye Qingluo's heartbeat suddenly quickened.

"Mom, did something happen?"

Ye Qingluo was on the phone while returning to his workstation to pack up his things.

"I have time. Please wait for me for a moment. I will be back soon."

"Don't worry, it's not a big deal. Be careful on the road." After Su Peiyun reminded her a few times, she briefly explained the situation, "Chu Lingxuan's family came to talk to me about something, but I can't make the decision about what they talked about, so I want you to come back to discuss it."

After hearing what his mother said, Ye Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as my mom isn't in danger, everything will be fine.

After hanging up the phone, when Ye Qingluo was about to go out to take a taxi, she called Fu Yehan. She didn't hide the matter and directly explained the situation, asking him not to come and deliver lunch at noon.

"I'll be at your studio in ten minutes." Fu Yehan said in a commanding tone, "Wait for me. I'll take you home after dinner."

"I don't have time to eat now, and you don't need to send me off." Ye Qingluo walked to the side of the road. "I can just take a taxi back by myself. You can go and do your own thing."

"Ye Qingluo." Fu Yehan lowered his voice and called her by her full name, "What are you in such a hurry for? Are your ex-husband's family some kind of VIP guests that you deserve to see? Do you need to rush back to meet them without even a moment's delay?"

A taxi came towards them. Ye Qingluo was about to raise his hand, but when he heard Fu Yehan's words, he hesitated again.

"'Nervous' is a sign of being manipulated." Fu Yehan's voice came from the receiver again, "In the current situation, they are the passive ones, and they are the ones who should be nervous. Why are you so anxious and nervous here?"

After Fu Yehan said this, Ye Qingluo completely came to his senses.

She was indeed nervous just now. She didn't want her mother to be involved in the lawsuit between her and Chu Lingxuan, so she hurried back to see what Chu Lingxuan and his family were going to do this time.

"Okay, then come over." Ye Qingluo agreed, "I'll wait for you at the roadside stop outside our studio."

"Ah."

Ye Qingluo thought that Fu Yehan was already on the way when he said he would arrive in ten minutes.

However, she waited for more than half an hour but no one showed up. Just when she was about to call Fu Yehan again to inquire about the situation.

A black Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of her.

After getting in the car and fastening his seat belt, Ye Qingluo joked, "Sure enough, it was ten minutes later, half an hour later."

Fu Yehan didn't feel the slightest bit guilty about being late, and responded casually, "I waited in line at the gas station when I was refueling just now."

After Fu Yehan's explanation, Ye Qingluo didn't insist on the topic. He turned his head and looked at the two thermos buckets on the back seat. He suggested, "Let's find a parking lot and eat first. You're right. I can't let my ex-husband's family think that I take them too seriously."

At the traffic light, Fu Yehan stepped on the brakes, stopped the car and said, "I've eaten. Take these two thermoses back and eat with your mother. Don't worry about what other people think. In your house, you are the master and you have to listen to everything. No matter what your ex-husband's family wants to talk to you about, let them wait. Everything will be discussed after you and your mother finish their meal."

After listening to Fu Yehan's words, Ye Qingluo took another look at the two tightly packed oversized thermos barrels in the back row and seemed to understand something.

"So, you came so late, didn't you go to order some extra food?"

Fu Yehan chuckled and agreed, "This is the first time I'm performing in front of my mother-in-law. Even if I don't show my face, I can't be too shabby."