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

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It was just that his hand had just dropped, and she was vigorously lifted away.

Ye Hao's heart suffocated, and there was an instant feeling of being unable to breathe, and his eyes were sour.

This was the first time since her marriage that she refused his touch so coldly.

"Yan Yan ..." Ye Hao was finally unable to be silent, shouting her name in a low voice.

He Xiyan gave a faint whisper, but instead of turning around, she moved her body to the edge of the bed to the far right side, and she would roll to the ground almost as long as she turned over.

"Let's go to bed, rest early, and go to work tomorrow." Her voice was very soft, and it passed into his ears as if the cold water was pouring in.

Ye Hao clenched his hand slightly. Under the light, his stunned expression became a little shaky.

He bit his lip tightly, and at this moment, he could taste the **** smell between his lips and teeth.

She was rejecting him, and his face was rejecting him.

This feeling makes Ye Hao more uncomfortable and painful than eating Huang Lian.

And that night, he was almost asleep.

Until the next day, he opened his eyes and looked at the lover by the bedside that he could not reach.

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He Xiyan, who has been running for several days and suffered a huge blow, finally fell asleep exhausted on this night. She slept very deeply and breathed slowly, just like a patient who had just undergone major surgery. It seemed a bit fragile, and when she woke up, it was already more than 11 noon, and the man beside her had already got up and went to the company.

She got up from the bed, changed into a white casual clothes, and went to the bathroom to wash briefly.

When she came out, her phone rang twice, the sound of the notification of the familiar message.

She heard it, but instead of immediately picking up the mobile phone that fell on the bedside table, she simply sorted out the quilt and then took a bag to go out.

Only then did she pick up the phone and opened the phone's screen, and soon she saw the message shown above.

It's two WeChat messages, one is a small video, and the other is a text message. In fact, she never wants to see it again:

——Yan Yan, it is my mother and I are not good. You have suffered so much and so many grievances over the years. It's our Mo's sorry for you. As for Yuan Yuan, I will raise him well, and Yuan Yuan and I will always wait for you to go home. As long as you look back, you will find that I have been waiting for you.

He Xiyan took a brief look, then deleted the long text message, so she would not like to hear it now. Because I'm really tired.

She clicked on that little video again.

When she saw the content of the small video, her eyes suddenly sore, and then the whole person fell on the sofa.

In the video, Yuan Yuan, her child, Yuan Yuan seems to be sitting on the bed with a fluffy little Teddy, and then said in a very hoarse voice: "Mom ... Mom, I love you!"

Although the latter three words were not clear, He Xiyan who understood the words burst into tears. She covered her face with her hands and could not help crying again.

She clicked on the phone screen again, and tremblingly opened the input box with her fingers, and entered two lines of text on it:

——Take care of the children, and remember to send me videos every day. Tell him that his mother loves him too.