Chapter 23
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Ye Huanyan soaked herself in the bathtub. The temperature of the water was slightly high, and it gradually numbed the pain in her body. She rested her head on the edge of the bathtub, and her stiff limbs gradually relaxed.
Ling Han wasn't such a violent person in the past. He was a very gentle man like his father. Although he didn't talk much, he was usually very attentive. He would always help her when she needed help. Although he did it secretly, there were so many people in the family, so she could guess who helped her.
From the modification of the scene design of the club activities in the second year of high school, the way to solve the complicated math problems in the third year of high school, and the extra herbal tea and precautions in her bag during the art exam. Even when she was in university, she was pursued by a wretched senior, and not long after, he ran away as if he had seen a ghost.
Speaking of those years, Ling Han had done countless things for her in private. She didn't think about it in detail before, but now that he had become selfish and indifferent to her, she especially missed the past. Every time she thought about it, it was vivid in her mind.
When did she realize that she had fallen in love with Ling Han?
Maybe it was when she found out that he was arrogant and awkward when he asked his uncle and mother to bring her flowers but hid behind the rockery, but she caught him red-handed. Maybe it was when she fainted in the hospital after the car accident, and when she woke up with a pale face, he held her hands tightly and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Maybe it was because of the little things that happened every day for ten years, her love and admiration for him had been deeply rooted in her bones.
Even if she was lowly, even if she was now like a grain of sand that couldn't enter his eyes, she still held on to that little bit of hope in her heart, waiting for the day he changed his mind.
Since he was willing to let her stay by his side, it meant that he still had feelings for her.
The next morning, although it was Sunday, Ling Han only had one day off a week. Since he was off on Saturday, he naturally had to go back to work on Sunday. She was the president's secretary. Since Ling Han was working, she naturally couldn't rest.
The alarm on her phone rang regularly. She started work earlier than Ling Han, so the alarm only rang once before she was jolted awake. She hurriedly turned off her phone and sat on the bed in a daze for a while. Then, she went to the bathroom to wash up, brush her teeth, put on makeup, and changed her clothes in one go.
She didn't make a lot of noise when she woke up, and she was deliberately being careful. It was all because every part of the villa was good, except for the room she was staying in, which was half of Ling Han's master bedroom. She didn't know how the construction was done, but the sound insulation was particularly bad. Even the slightest sound could be heard clearly from the other side.
She was wearing a small suit jacket, a white blouse, and a black fishtail skirt. She carefully went downstairs barefoot. The servant had already prepared breakfast. When she saw Ye Huanyan coming down, she respectfully stood by the side and waited. "Miss Ye, breakfast is ready. Do you want to eat at home?"
Ye Huanyan looked up at the tightly shut master bedroom door upstairs. She hesitated for a moment, then took two pieces of bread from the table. "I'll bring it with me."
If she bumped into Ling Han while eating, who knew how many more things would happen. It was better to forget it.
She put on her jacket with one hand and two pieces of bread with the other. She changed into her red and black high heels at the entrance and smiled at the two servants who were preparing breakfast. "I'm leaving."
The two servants looked at each other. Should they say that this Miss Ye was magnanimous, or should they say that she was stupid?
It seemed that no matter how the Young Master tortured her, she was still full of energy when she woke up. She smiled when she saw people, as if she was always full of vitality. They didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
After leaving the villa, Ye Huanyan slowly exhaled, and her smile gradually disappeared. Her heart still palpitated when she thought about what happened last night. In front of outsiders, if you didn't put on a happy expression, then anyone could step on you. This was what Jiang Meilan told her. She didn't understand it before, but now that she thought about it, it made sense.
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