Jinjiang Park.
Ye Huanyan was sitting on the bed reading a book for prenatal education when she heard the sound of the door turning. She looked up and saw the revolving door open. Ling Han was walking towards her in his gray striped pajamas.
Her face stiffened, and she didn't know what to do.
"Tomorrow, I'll get someone to tear down this wall and restore the bedroom to its original state."
She was stunned and didn't know how to respond.
She was lifted up by the corner and a gust of cold wind blew in. She shivered, and before she could react, the side of her body suddenly sank. Half of her body tilted slightly and fell into a cold embrace.
The sudden warmth made her panic and she didn't know how to respond.
In her impression, Ling Han had never treated her so intimately and gently.
"Don't your eyes get tired?"
"It's okay," she answered stiffly.
"Lie down, I'll read it to you."
As soon as she finished speaking, the book for prenatal education in her hand was taken away. A clear voice came from above her head, and it sounded in the room word by word. It was like a radio host at midnight, dispelling the loneliness of the night.
She gradually felt sleepy, and the voice in her ears seemed to be fading. She sank into the dream, but it also seemed that she was still in reality.
She dreamed back to ten years ago. She was wearing an oversized down jacket, and her face was red from the cold. She was standing under the persimmon tree in the old house, picking up a branch to poke at the snow. Hearing a voice behind her, she turned around and grinned. "Brother Ling Han, come quickly, there's a hornet's nest on the tree!"
At that time, he didn't like to wear a dark suit all day, and he didn't always have a stiff expression on his face.
At that time, Ling Han's smile was like a spring breeze, and he liked to tease all the girls in the old house.
"Just in time, I'll help you poke that hornet's nest."
Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned. "Ah, why poke it?"
Ling Han crossed his arms and said teasingly, "The two new lumps on your face are from hornets, right? I'll avenge you. "
At that time, Ye Huanyan was in her adolescence. She would have small pimples on her face every now and then. Although they weren't serious, girls still loved to look pretty. When Ling Han talked about them so openly, the servants who passed by all covered their mouths and snickered. She immediately lost all face.
"You … I'm not talking to you anymore …"
Later, in the dead of the night, the sound of a kitten could be heard on the windowsill. Pushing open the door, there was a basket of persimmon pancakes neatly stacked in front of the door.
She couldn't help but smile.
Suddenly, the scene changed. She carried the basket and turned back to the room, only to see Ling Han standing by the bed in a suit. His cold eyes sized her up from head to toe.
"Ye Huanyan, it's just a basket of persimmon pancakes. Did I overestimate you?"
She was at a loss. "Brother Ling Han, what are you talking about?"
"Tell me, whose child is it?"
The child in her belly?
Ye Huanyan froze. "What child? When did I have a child?"
"A slutty woman like you, your ability to lie through your teeth is truly admirable … Take a look for yourself."
She lowered her head. Her lower abdomen swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Ah …" She screamed. The basket in her hand fell to the ground, and the persimmon pancakes rolled all over the floor.
"What else do you have to say?"
He walked towards her with a sinister smile. Ye Huanyan held her waist, but she felt that her feet weighed a thousand pounds. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move her feet. She let him strangle her neck, struggle, and scream.
"Ah …"
She closed her eyes tightly, and a painful groan came out of her mouth. Her hands gripped the corner of the blanket tightly, and she was in great pain.
"Yan Yan … Yan Yan …"
She seemed to hear someone calling her name. The scene in front of her suddenly disappeared.
She finally relaxed.
"Yan Yan, it's just a nightmare."
In the dark night, Ling Han held her hand tightly. He felt the sweat in his palm. When he saw that her furrowed brows had finally relaxed, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief. He lifted the blanket, pulled it up to her neck, and then lay down next to her.
The next morning, when Ye Huanyan woke up, there was no one beside her.
She sat up in bed and stared blankly at the side of the bed. She felt sticky all over. She seemed to have had a nightmare last night, and now she still had a lingering fear.
At this time, Ling Han should have left.
She sat for a while, then lifted the blanket and got out of bed. She went to the bathroom to take a shower. After the shower, she felt much better. She changed into a set of clean home clothes, and walked out of the bathroom with a towel drying her wet hair.
After opening the bedroom door, she smelled the aroma of food.
Lingling was busy at the dining table. She looked happy, but she didn't know what she was happy about.
Ye Huanyan went downstairs. It was rare that she was in the mood to tease her. "Did you hit the jackpot? Why are you so happy? "
Lingling turned around and smiled. "If I hit the jackpot, I won't be a nanny anymore. Miss Ye, you won't have anything to eat today."
Ye Huanyan looked at the table full of dishes and frowned. "It's just breakfast. Why did you make so much? I can't finish it."
Lingling touched the back of her head in embarrassment. "Because Young Master doesn't eat at home often, I don't know what he likes, so I made more today. We'll see what he eats later. In the future, I'll cook according to your and Young Master's preferences."
"Young Master? He said he's coming back for breakfast? "Ye Huanyan paused in the motion of drying her hair.
It took at least half an hour to get from the company to Jin Jiang Court. It was already nine o 'clock. He should have left long ago. Why would he come back for breakfast?
Lingling was stunned. She asked in confusion, "Young Master is at home. You didn't know?"
"At home?"
"Yes, he's been in the study the whole time. Assistant Qiao came this morning with a lot of company documents. He said that Young Master has been working at home during this period of time and told me to cook well."
Ye Huanyan was a little dazed. She followed Lingling's gaze and looked in the direction of the study on the second floor.
Was he working at home?
"Young Master must be afraid that you'll be bored at home alone, so he deliberately stayed at home to accompany you. You're very important to Young Master."
Ye Huanyan envied Lingling's optimism.
She used to have such a personality, but in the past year, she had experienced too many incidents where he suddenly turned hostile. She still had lingering fears.
Once bitten, twice shy. She had been bitten several times. No matter how optimistic she was, she couldn't be optimistic.
How long could these days last? She didn't dare to be sure.
Just as she was thinking, she heard the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. The footsteps were heavy. When she looked up, she saw that familiar face walking towards her.
Her hair was draped over her shoulders. It was wet and dripping onto the floor.
Ling Han's eyes flashed with displeasure.
"You came out without drying your hair. Do you want to catch a cold?"
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