Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
He Xiyan had just finished a cup of milk and was reading a parenting book while lying on the sofa when her phone rang. She looked at her screen and saw that it was from a number that was very familiar to her a year ago.
Wu Xiaomin?
He Xiyan frowned and looked at the string of numbers in confusion.
This was really strange. Why would Wu Xiaomin be contacting her? Wasn’t she a maid at the Mo family? Was she contacting her because Xia Yuwei had fired her?
He Xiyan sighed but ultimately accepted the call. This girl had once looked after her when she was hospitalized so if she had truly been fired by Xia Yuwei, He Xiyan didn’t mind employing her at the castle.
“Hello, is this Miss He?” Soon, she could hear Wu Xiaomin’s slightly nervous voice and even the sounds of her heavy breathing.
“Yes, Xiaomin. Is there a reason why you’ve called?” He Xiyan caught Wu Xiaomin’s nervousness.
Wu Xiaomin coughed softly and thought for a moment before she said, “Uh… Xia Yuwei is gone.”
“Oh…” He Xiyan paused for a moment, surprised to hear that Wu Xiaomin called to tell her that.
“They’ve gotten a divorce,” Wu Xiaomin added. This time, it was a long while before He Xiyan replied.
He Xiyan pursed her lips slightly and her hand that gripped her phone shook subconsciously and a complicated expression flashed past her face. She knew that they were talking about a divorce a few months ago but when she heard that they had actually gotten a divorce, she didn’t know what to think.
She probably just felt like her suffering wasn’t worth it. They had forced her out of the house then but it still ended in such a manner.
“Miss He, Mister Mo is very upset and destroyed many things in the house. Could you come over to have a look at him?” Wu Xiaomin followed the script Mo Yixuan had given her. After she said that, she was a little hopeful since Miss He had always treated the maids very well. As long as she was in the Mo household, the maids would be treated well.
“Beep, beep…” Wu Xiaomin and Mo Yixuan were both anxiously awaiting her response when the line was cut off.
He Xiyan heaved a long sigh, turned off her phone and threw it aside.
When Wu Xiaomin said the final sentence, she immediately knew that Mo Yixuan had asked Wu Xiaomin to call her, but she had nothing to say in response.
It was too late. From the day he brought Xia Yuwei home, this outcome was inevitable. She only wished him well and hoped that he would be able to walk out of the shadows of these two marriages soon to find happiness.
As for her, all she wanted to do is to live each day to the fullest and shower her child and husband with love.
She rose from the sofa and went into the adjoining study.
Ye Hao was quickly typing out something in the study, his serious and hardworking attitude made him seem more mature and intelligent.
Once a man turned 30, he wouldn’t focus too much but instead would become more dependable and reliable and would know how to look after others. He would also have the ability to give his wife a sense of security.
“May I come in?” He Xiyan knocked on the door.
Ye Hao’s head lifted at the sound and a small smile spread across his face when he saw that it was He Xiyan.
“Come in!” He waved at her.