The sweet wife of the rich and wealthy: good night, sir

Xia Ying nodded and said, "Okay, thank you for sending him back so late."

Mousse said, "Ma'am, you are too polite." After speaking, he nodded slightly to her, and then went downstairs first.

Xia Ying didn't go down to see him off, after he left the room, she went back inside again, looking at Ye Han on the bed, her eyes gradually dimmed.

Her heart felt uncomfortable because of his coming home late tonight, and she was also jealous because of the smell of other women's perfume on his body, but she couldn't blame him for these things, because he lost his memory... But what he forgot belonged to them past……

Xia Ying bit her lip, held back her soreness and went to the bathroom, brought a basin of hot water out to help him wipe his face.

……

She sat down by the bed and gently held his palm, which was warm and rough, just like in her memory.

She wiped it carefully for him, and the past events flashed by, which made her cry uncontrollably!

A warm tear fell on the back of his hand, like a green lotus blooming.

"Why don't you remember me..." She asked in a hoarse voice, feeling so wronged and unfair... "Bastard, big idiot... Did you do it on purpose? I'm angry that I forgot you last time, so Use this way to treat me this time, won't you?" She cried, her voice was very soft, she was worried that he would look at her with strange and indifferent eyes after waking up, and she couldn't stand his irony again and again and question!

"Ye Han... hurry up and think about it, hurry up and think about it..."

"Woooo..."

Because of the deep love, I cared too much, and because of the deep love, the backlash pain became unforgettable!

……

Her emotions were finally vented tonight, and she thought he didn't know.

After wiping his hands and face, Xia Ying didn't leave immediately, but lay down next to him in her pajamas, with her arm gently around his waist, and said with her head down, "Yehan, I love you...I love you You..." choked for a moment and continued, "Don't fall in love with other women, don't fall in love with them..."

Xia Ying really wanted to stay, but she was also afraid that she would fall asleep, and he would lose his temper when he woke up, so she got up after lying down for a few minutes, and she was still on his forehead before she left. kissed.

……

The lights in the room were turned off, the door was closed, and he was left alone in the quiet place, and the eyelids that had been closed all this time were slowly opened at that moment...

His eyes were flickering slightly, because the light was too dark, he couldn't see what was hidden inside, but he could see that there were ripples inside, and it seemed that it was not calm...

next day

Xia Ying still got up early in the morning, even though Ye Han ungratefully knocked over her porridge last morning, she still went to the kitchen to make beef noodles for him this morning.

The servants in the manor also noticed that the husband was actually very dissatisfied with the lady, and they even slept in separate rooms!

"Are sir and madam arguing in the cold war?"

"It looks like it, and they are sleeping in separate rooms these days..."

"Mr. came back very late last night and was drunk!"

"Oh, it looks like they've reached the seven-year itch!

"What seven years? Barabara's finger is only four or five years old. It probably doesn't have the freshness it had before."

"But madam is very nice. I got up early this morning to cook breakfast for my husband, and it's handmade noodles. She made the dough herself!"

"Really? I really can't see that she would do this. Didn't it mean that she was born into a wealthy family? Miss Qianjin would also do this kind of thing?"