jdhmnovel Chapter 306 What was he to her?
Chapter 306 What was he to her?
Chapter 306 In her heart, what was he?
"Your aunt? Is it Yue Xintong?" Yan Ye looked up at Yue Yirou.
Yue Yirou had half her face buried in the pillow. Feeling Yan Ye's gaze, she quickly buried her entire face in the pillow.
She wanted nothing to do with him.
Where was he when she was bullied and in danger?
Now that everything has passed, isn't it too late for him to show concern?
Anyway, she won't accept his concern.
"Who is it?" Yan Ye turned her body over.
Yue Yirou hurriedly pushed him away, sat up, pulled the blanket over herself, and tried to get out of bed.
"Tell me." Yan Ye sat up and hugged her from behind.
"Let me go." Yue Yirou used her elbow to bump his chest, trying to break free from his hold.
Yan Ye tightened his arms around her, making her unable to move.
"Tell me, who pinched you?" he whispered in her ear.
"Who pinched him is none of your business," Yue Yirou said coldly.
Yan Ye frowned. What kind of talk is that?
He is her husband.
"Yue Yirou, I am your husband."
"It won't be like that for long." It won't be like that once you go through the divorce proceedings.
Yue Yirou didn't see Yan Ye's increasingly dark face and continued, "By the way, when are we going to get the divorce papers done? The longer we drag it out, the worse it is for everyone. The sooner we get the papers done, the sooner we can both find someone else."
She didn't want to continue like this with him; it was too torturous.
"Go find another one soon?" Yan Ye's tone turned cold again. "Yue Yirou, are you trying to find a father for the bastard in your belly?"
"..." Yue Yirou closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Suddenly, she didn't want to talk to him anymore.
"No wonder you invited Zheng Hui over for dinner, so that's what you were planning. Ha, ha." Yan Ye suddenly sneered, his laughter chilling, only he knew how much bitterness was hidden within it.
She still loved Lu Tingyun so much.
In order to give birth to his illegitimate child, she didn't hesitate to find any man.
My heart is cold and aching.
Yan Ye slowly released his arms from Yue Yirou, got off the bed in a daze, and dragged his heavy steps toward the door.
What does he mean to her?
For the next few days, Yan Ye was stuck in a rut, unable to eat or sleep, and neglecting all company matters.
Mu Xuan took the opportunity to get closer to him, showing concern and warmth, racking her brains to care for him and bring him comfort.
Regardless of whether he had feelings for Mu Xuan before, her care had some effect on Yan Ye at this moment when he needed comfort and warmth.
At least, my heart is no longer so cold.
Men also need warmth, tenderness, and the desire to be loved and pampered.
Seeing that Yan Ye did not reject her, Mu Xuan became bolder and moved closer and closer to him.
"Ye, have a glass of milk to warm your stomach." Mu Xuan brought a glass of milk and pushed open the door to Yan Ye's bedroom.
These past few days, Yan Ye has mostly been staying in his bedroom, lost in thought.
During this period, Mu Xuan was the one who came in and out the most frequently.
Yan Ye was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the floor. Hearing this, he looked up at Mu Xuan and gestured for her to put the milk on the coffee table.
He might not drink it if she put it on the coffee table. After thinking for a moment, Mu Xuan picked up the cup and walked towards him.
He doesn't reject her now; she thinks if she persuades him a few times, he'll drink it.
"Night, don't think too much. Drink your milk first. Your health is the most important thing."
Mu Xuan leaned closer to the bedside as she spoke, intending to sit down next to Yan Ye.
"You're not allowed to sit on the bed," Yan Ye suddenly said coldly.
This bed is only fit for one woman to sit on and sleep in.
Mu Xuan was about to sit down when she heard this, so she immediately stood up straight and walked to the side.
Although she really wanted to sit on his bed for a while, or even take a nap, she didn't want to upset him, since they had finally managed to get this close.
"I'm sorry, Night, I just..."
"Okay, put the milk on the coffee table. I'll drink it later."
"Okay." Mu Xuan stopped trying to persuade him and obediently placed the milk on the coffee table.
"Ye, I'll go out now and come back in to get the cup later." As long as he's willing to drink, it's fine for me to come back in later.
Mu Xuan went out and gently closed the door for Yan Ye.
Yan Ye slowly reached into his pocket, took out the light blue handkerchief, and gently stroked the stitches on it.
lily?
Tender love at night?
He's just deceiving himself.
After staring at the handkerchief for a moment, Yan Ye looked up at the glass of milk on the coffee table not far away.
After a moment's hesitation, he put the handkerchief back in his pocket, stood up, walked over, picked up the cup, and drank it all in one gulp.
She didn't pour it for me; it tasted bland and tasteless.
He still prefers the milk she pours.
Yue Yirou, will you still pour milk for me to drink?
I miss you so much.
Even if you hurt me again and again, I still can't stop thinking about you.
When will you realize how important I am and come back to me?
When Mu Xuan pushed the door open and came in again, Yan Ye was lying on the bed, already asleep.
She put a sleeping pill in the milk.
Seeing the empty cup on the coffee table, Mu Xuan suddenly regretted putting in sleeping pills.
If she had known he would drink it, she would have definitely put that kind of drug in it.
But there is no regret medicine in the world.
All she can get now is a few kisses on his face, then a nap in his arms.
Mu Xuan locked the gatehouse from the inside, moved her feet gently, and walked towards Yan Ye, her gaze lingering on him, revealing tender affection.
She really wanted to have this man, to become his wife, and to enjoy his affection.
Walking to the bedside, Mu Xuan took off her clothes one by one, then lifted the blanket and lay down next to Yan Ye.
His slender fingers gently traced his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes...
"night……"
Mu Xuan softly called Yan Ye's name, her red lips drawing ever closer to his thin lips.
Her fingers lingered on his smooth chin, gently caressing it.
"night……"
Mu Xuan used a rose-scented breath freshener. Yan Ye suddenly felt the fragrance was pungent and went straight to his lungs while he was sleeping. Because it was a particularly sweet and cloying fragrance, it made him feel extremely nauseous.
He frowned; he was awakened by the stench, or rather, by the nausea.
He opened his starry eyes and was greeted by Mu Xuan's exquisite face so close to his; her lips were moving closer to his.
Mu Xuan squinted, her attention focused entirely on Yan Ye's beautiful rose-colored lips, and didn't notice that Yan Ye suddenly opened his starry eyes.
"Get out!" Yan Ye roared angrily, pushing Mu Xuan away and jumping up from the bed, shaking himself violently as if he had lice on his body, his face full of disgust.
Didn't he drink milk laced with sleeping pills?
Why did you wake up so quickly?
Mu Xuan couldn't understand this, but for her, the most important thing right now wasn't to think about it, but how to face Yan Ye and how to explain it.