President Gao Leng's little wife

"I'm so tired." Xia Yuluo's whole body seemed to be falling apart. Things always happened suddenly, and she never cared about people's ability to bear them.

"I'm here." It's just two fixed words, but it makes her whole body stretch out, as long as these two words are enough.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly softened, without the smell of fireworks.

"Bang!" It's just that this gentle moment didn't last long, and was interrupted by the sudden opening of the door.

It's Lu Xiaoying!

She walked in staggeringly, she seemed to be a little unstable, and she was about to fall to the ground.

"Xiaoying!" A figure flashed past, she was like an arrow on the verge of firing, she rushed over, and quickly supported her.

Lu Xiaoying's eyes didn't seem to be focused, she looked for a long time before she saw Xia Yuluo beside her, she raised her hand, trying to refuse Xia Yuluo's support.

But she couldn't exert any strength, she was top-heavy, and fell straight to the ground.

Xia Yuluo exclaimed, she propped herself up and let the little woman beside her press on her.

Fortunately, Han Tianyi came over, he supported her arm and became her strong backing, even if he saw Lu Xiaoying's dying look, he also frowned.

In one go, Xia Yuluo resisted Lu Xiaoying, who was like ooze, on her body, but this little woman's expression was dull, as if there was only a soulless body left.

"Xiaoying, why don't you take a hot bath and rest, such a person is not worth it." After helping her into the room, she poured Lu Xiaoying a cup of hot water.

But the other party didn't answer, so she had no choice but to put it on the table. Lu Xiaoying's overly quiet mood made her feel even more terrifying.

She hoped that this little woman would cry heartbreakingly, so that at least the wound in her heart would not fester.

"Xiaoying, cry out, maybe it will be better if you cry out." She sat aside, took Lu Xiaoying's hand, and found that the other's hand was terribly cold.

"Yuluo, I want to be alone." But after a while, Lu Xiaoying's voice was hoarse and weak, but it seemed to have gone through vicissitudes.

For a moment, she had the illusion that what she was facing was not Lu Xiaoying, but an old woman full of holes.

"Alright, you have a good rest." She forced the cup of hot water into the cold hands of the other party, and then covered Lu Xiaoying's legs with a quilt, and then gently closed the door and went out.

As soon as he came out, he saw Han Tianyi standing at the stairs. He looked at Lu Xiaoying's room. The light and shadow in the room obscured most of his outline, and she couldn't see his expression clearly.

"What's wrong?" She smiled and walked over.

"I—" The handsome outline of this man slowly emerged, but he looked a little sad, and his slender eyes were filled with an inexplicable emotion.

"In the three years when I was not around, did you also suffer this much?" Perhaps Xia Yuluo three years ago was worse than Lu Xiaoying now.

He was hurt, and pulled the stunned little woman into his arms. His heart was punched hard, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

"It's okay." She patted the other person's back and smiled in relief.

"I will treat you well." He let go of her, kissed her on the forehead as if to confirm something, his voice was full of tenderness, with the warmth of the whole spring, but extremely firm.

"Okay." She replied calmly.She looked at the man's serious expression, and the softness in her heart suddenly trembled slightly.