Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Ye Hao’s eyes darkened. He didn’t know what happened to her and why she started crying but it was clear that she wasn’t willing to speak to him about him.
He didn’t probe further and merely held her tightly, allowing her to release her pent-up emotions.
He heard that pregnant women were more emotional than usual and would easily fall into depression. As he saw her current state, he couldn’t help but agree with the rumors he had heard.
If he had known she was so against holding a wedding, he’d have never forced it on her.
After a while, He Xiyan lifted her head and looked lovingly at Ye Hao through her teary eyes but she still didn’t speak, but only stared at him.
She looked at the man she chose. This was also the man who she hoped could spend the rest of her life with her.
She placed her left on and his right hand, then intertwined their fingers together tightly as though she was completing some sort of ceremony.
She merely wanted to tell him that she hoped that he wouldn’t let her down. She wouldn’t be able to handle it if he betrayed or hurt her. This would drive her crazy.
Ye Hao didn’t really understand how she felt at that moment but he did feel as though he hadn’t been spending enough time with her.
He thought for a moment, then smiled and used his index finger to brush her small nose as he said, “Tell the driver to send you to the company tomorrow. I’ll bring you out for dinner and a movie after work. I don’t want your imagination to run wild if you’re cooped up at home all the time.”
Then, as though his words dredged up a sad memory, He Xiyan started to cry all over again.
She had his hand tightly again, so tight that sweat beaded on their palms.
It wasn’t until Ye Hao gripped her hands tightly that she suddenly opened her mouth to let out a painful howl.
“Ouch! How dare you bully me,” She pulled her hand back and glared at her husband as she pouted. She looked as though she was about to unleash her anger on him.
The strength he had used earlier was as though he wanted to break her fingers.
Ye Hao smiled coldly.
“Did you understand what I said earlier?”
Since he entered the room, she hadn’t said anything and pretended to be mute the entire time.
“I did,” He Xiyan wrung her hand that had been squeezed tightly by him. Her hand had turned red; she didn’t know how much force he had used earlier.
How could it be so painful?
Ye Hao pulled her into his arms once more and wrapped his long arms around her, preventing her from moving at all.
He placed his chin on top of her head and said softly, “Yan Yan, if you have anything that’s troubling you, please talk to me. I don’t want you to keep everything to yourself, do you understand?”
He didn’t like it if people kept things from him. Furthermore, if she didn’t tell him anything, he wouldn’t be able to guess what she was thinking either.
He wasn’t someone who’d like to spend a lot of effort on his relationships and he was also well past the age where he dreamed of romance.
He Xiyan agreed softly, then she wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her face into his chest to hear his heartbeat.
“Thank you…hubby,” She muttered softly and rubbed her face gently against his muscular chest and basked in his warmth.
She thought that his words were very heartwarming since she had been through so much pain and hardship and had been treated so harshly by so many people, so she felt very blessed to have met him.
Ye Hao stroked her lips and his lips curved into a warm smile.
“Alright, off you go to rest. I’ll go take a shower now, go wait in bed for me.”
Then, he released his hold on her and turned to the drawer. He opened the drawer and took out a dark blue nightgown from the drawer.
He Xiyan walked to the bedside and pulled down the blankets.
It was late at night, so although she didn’t feel like sleeping, now that she was pregnant, she’d also have to lie down and rest.