But He Qingyun acted as if she didn’t see the two of them at all, passing by their side.
It was only after He Qingyun had walked far away that Shen Yi finally released Ye Wanwan.
Ye Wanwan leaned close to Shen Yi and whispered softly, "Isn’t it strange?"
Shen Yi gently stroked Ye Wanwan’s head and murmured, "Next time you encounter her, don’t have any interaction."
He hadn’t noticed anything unusual about He Qingyun just now, but he could tell that Ye Wanwan was truly afraid of He Qingyun.
"Mhm, mhm." Ye Wanwan nodded, avoiding trouble when she couldn’t cope with it; there was nothing embarrassing about that.
After leaving the banquet, Ye Wanwan encountered Xun Lehan again at the hotel entrance.
But since Shen Yi was standing right beside Ye Wanwan, Xun Lehan did not come forward to greet her.
Ye Wanwan, quite haughtily, tilted her chin up and pretended not to see Xun Lehan, who scoffed and failed to control his expression, rolling his eyes on the spot.
Ye Wanwan didn’t wear high heels except for formal occasions, so wearing them tonight still felt somewhat uncomfortable.
So as soon as she got in the car, she had already shamelessly taken off her high heels.
When they arrived home, she intended to put the high heels back on, but Shen Yi didn’t give her the chance. He carried both shoes in one hand and picked Ye Wanwan up in his arms.
Ye Wanwan looked up slightly at Shen Yi and then said spontaneously, "I’m just your delicate and helpless mistress, who can’t survive without your support."
Shen Yi’s footsteps paused for an instant, he looked down at Ye Wanwan for a moment, and then quickly moved away.
"You’re the wife, if I let go, you could survive even this little height," Shen Yi said expressionlessly, thinking where on earth she learned all these bizarre things every day.
Ye Wanwan tried hard to suppress her laughter.
She then heard Shen Yi say, "Besides, if I had a mistress, the one who couldn’t survive would be me."
Their marriage wasn’t just about getting a marriage certificate and living together; it was not that simple.
Many aspects of their respective companies were intertwined, and he had signed many agreements himself, which were the safeguards left by Ye Wanwan’s parents for their only daughter.
Once inside the villa, Shen Yi set Ye Wanwan down in the entryway and let her put on her slippers.
It was very quiet in the villa at that time, only the butler was still up. The butler came to inquire whether they wanted some sobering soup, which was ready in the kitchen.
Ye Wanwan shook her head, "No need, it’s getting late, you should go rest too."
She hadn’t drunk any alcohol, and Shen Yi had only had a little, so there was no need for sobering soup.
"Alright," the butler agreed.
The two headed upstairs toward the bedroom, and the butler was also preparing to go rest but halfway remembered something and stopped.
The butler, standing in the living room, called out to the two on their way upstairs, "Madam, we received a parcel tonight; the recipient was you. Shall I bring it up now?"
"A parcel?" Ye Wanwan was puzzled; she couldn’t remember buying anything.
"Yes, it was delivered tonight."
Ye Wanwan hesitated for a moment and then said to the man beside her, "You go on up. I’ll go see what it is."
"Alright," Shen Yi nodded in agreement.
Then Shen Yi went upstairs, and Ye Wanwan went back down to the living room.
The butler had already gone to fetch the parcel and soon came with a medium-sized cardboard box and a pair of small scissors in hand.