The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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When he was a little younger, Ye Hao came back. He also carried a large bag of things, including rice, oil, vegetables, a little dressing, and a big bottle of milk and a few slices of bread for his wife.

He poured the milk, heated it in the microwave, and returned to the small room, which was only a dozen square meters.

At this point, He Xiyan had sat up, and she was sitting motionlessly against the bedside. She still could not see a trace of luster and expression in her eyes, and her face was expressionless.

Ye Hao sat by the bed, wrapped his wife's shoulder in one hand, and passed the glass of milk over, saying, "Yan Yan, eat something first, I'll cook later."

He didn't want to force her, she didn't want to go back, he lived here with her first, when she was willing, he was taking her back.

He Xiyan did not go to drink that glass of steaming milk, but she turned her head and stared tightly at the man in front of her, her own husband, and the person she had depended on and trusted for the past two years.

"Why?" She said suddenly, one hand stretched out, and grasped Ye Hao's hand holding the milk tightly, and the milk spilled out without any warning and dropped on the quilt. on.

Ye Hao opened his mouth slightly, but some words came to his mouth but he didn't say anything.

"Why don't you like Yuanyuan?" He Xiyan grasped Ye Hao's hand vigorously, eyes wide.

Ye Hao's heart tightened, and his chest seemed to be bitten hard.

He squeezed his lips tightly and paused for a while before saying, "I'm sorry, Yan Yan."

At this point, apart from saying that he was sorry, he didn't know how to reply to her, because he gave up the fate for other things that he didn't want to give up now.

He is sorry for her. He still remembers his promise that he would treat Yuan Yuan as his own child, and he would care for Yuan Yuan with her.

It was him who promised.

He Xiyan shook her head, her eyes resolute and disappointed.

She didn't want to hear his sorry, she didn't want to hear a word, she just wanted to know why? Why he clearly promised that he would take care of the fate, but also assured himself that he would not let the fate be stolen by Mo's family. In the end it didn't help her at all.

"Yanyan ..."

Ye Hao saw her so determined, as if cut by a knife. He put the glass of milk in his hand, reached out and held her narrow shoulders, and said with a sigh: "I also love Yuan Yuan, in my eyes he has always been my child, but it is a pity that Ye family The others did n’t accept the fate, so Yan Yan, sorry! "

Ye Hao said that again, I didn't know how many times I said.

After speaking this time, He Xiyan let go of her hand and lowered her eyelids. She didn't follow up because she knew why this was the case.

And she also knew that her husband chose his parents between himself and the Ye family, or perhaps something more important.

She was so naive, thinking that her fate could grow up happily in Ye family.

"You go out." He Xiyan waved a hand, motioned Ye Hao to go out.

She doesn't want to talk now, and she has nothing to say.

She was always alone, and in her most difficult time, she was licking the wound alone and faced alone.