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

Xia Ying entered the building, unaware that he was by her side now.

Soon, Ye Han couldn't even see her figure.But even so, he didn't leave here, he thought in the car, what will she do when she gets home?Have a meal?sleep?Or cry?

With a painful heart, he sat in the car for a long time, from day to night...

After a few days, he had observed Xia Ying's life pattern clearly.She arrives at the flower shop at around 07:30 every day, eats at [-]:[-] noon, and closes the shop at [-]:[-] pm. Sometimes she goes to the supermarket to buy things, and sometimes she goes to the pedestrian street, but most of the time she chooses Sitting on a chair by the street and watching people go by...

Yehan followed her quietly, not daring to get too close, but also reluctant to stay too far away!

He thought that her emotions had gradually calmed down in the past few days, but a phone call completely shattered her disguise!

At seven o'clock in the evening, Xia Ying was about to close the door and go home as usual, when her cell phone rang.

"Xiao Mo..." It was Ling Qisen's voice, he already knew that she and Ye Han were divorced, and he also knew that she was in Country S now.

"Dad." She called him lightly, and the movement of closing the door stopped.

"Xiaomo, come back! Dad misses you." Ling Qisen said, his voice was also hoarse, he felt that she was suffering too much, and exiled himself for a relationship that could no longer be kept, which made him feel very uncomfortable .

"..." Xia Ying's heart suddenly became restless, and she wanted to cry, but she raised her head to prevent herself from crying.

"Xiao Mo, are you still listening?" Ling Qisen said again, hearing that there was no movement on the other side, his mood became even more uneasy.

"I'm listening." She choked up, pursed her lips and said, "I'm sorry Dad, I don't want to go back yet."

"Son, you don't have him, but you still have Dad. Dad will help you. On your terms, you can have any man you want. There are plenty of men who are better than Ye Han. You..." Ling Qisen wanted to say , you forget about him, but Xia Ying burst into tears, and said a little uncontrollably, "But I only want him, I only want him..."

Ling Qisen was dumbfounded, his heart ached terribly.

"Dad, can you help me? Let him think of me again, I don't want to get a divorce..." Xia Ying cried and said, she really regretted it, she felt so stupid, why did she say divorce that day?

She squatted on the ground and cried, the sound of sobbing reached Ling Qisen's ears, making him very uncomfortable.

"Xiaomo..." He also choked up.

"...Dad, can you bring Mumu to me?" After a while, she said again, she really didn't want to go back with all the pain, she didn't want her children to see her embarrassment, and she didn't want them Seeing myself like this now.

"..." Ling Qisen always felt that he owed her. If he had found something to find her back then, she wouldn't have to suffer so much grievance, and the relationship with Yehan would be smoother. But now, his daughter is full of scars, but he can't help her. she.

"Okay." He finally agreed, and said, "Remember, no matter what happens, Dad will always love you and will be by your side."

"..." Xia Ying covered her mouth, heartbroken, and hung up the phone without saying anything.

She hugged herself and buried her head in tears, squatting at the door of the flower shop alone, like a child who couldn't find a home, his helplessness, hesitation and heartache were clearly seen by him in the car.