As night fell, the sound of cicadas and frogs could be heard from the green belt of Jin Jiang Court. Ye Huanyan sat at the dining table with her chin in her hands and stared in the direction of the door.
Lingling had already urged her several times. Seeing that the food was getting cold, she said again, "Miss Ye, why don't you eat first? You see, Young Master is really busy at the company these days. Even though he promised you that he would come back, he might not be able to find the time."
Ye Huanyan took a deep breath and nodded slowly. "Okay."
"Then I'll help you heat up the food."
"It's okay. Take away all the other dishes. I'll just have some porridge."
As they were talking, the sound of a car slowly coming to a stop at the door sounded. Ye Huanyan's eyes lit up. She supported her waist as she stood up and looked towards the door.
Not long after, a figure in a suit and leather shoes appeared at the entrance.
"You're back. You haven't eaten yet, right?" Ye Huanyan hurriedly called out to Lingling. "Lingling, hurry and heat up the food..."
Ling Han put down his jacket and glanced at Ye Huanyan. "It's okay. I've already eaten."
With that said, he walked towards the stairs.
Dong. The sound of the door closing came from the direction of the study on the second floor. The whole room shook.
Ye Huanyan held the corner of the table and felt a sense of loss.
She couldn't explain what she was feeling these days. She always felt that Ling Han was deliberately avoiding her.
He came back very late every day and left very early in the morning. He never stayed in the room at night. The chances for the two of them to talk were getting fewer and fewer. Every time she wanted to ask something, he would say that he had work to do, or suddenly call to interrupt the conversation. She had no choice but to leave resentfully.
On TV, it was often said that pregnancy could lead to depression. She tried her best to think positively, but she couldn't help worrying all day.
While Lingling went to heat up the food, she walked up the stairs step by step and knocked on the study door.
"Come in."
Ling Han's voice sounded a little distant.
After entering the room, Ye Huanyan closed the door and stood at the door looking at him.
"What's the matter?"
He asked.
Ye Huanyan pursed her lips, "Han, have you been very busy recently?"
"It's alright."
Everyone could tell that such an answer was perfunctory.
She refused to give up and asked, "Do you have something to ask me?"
Ling Han frowned and looked at her. "What do you mean? You came to me just to tell me this? Yan Yan, I'm pretty busy. You should go to bed early after dinner. "
"Where did you eat in the evening?" she asked.
"With a client."
"But you said you would come back for dinner. Don't you have any explanation?"
Her voice suddenly sounded a little anxious, with an urgent questioning tone.
The coldness of the past few days was completely out of her expectations. She didn't know what had happened. She didn't know if there was any misunderstanding between them. She also didn't know what Ling Han was doing outside.
"Are you done yet?"
Ling Han's face darkened, and his voice was already very impatient.
"I also said on the phone that if I had something to do, I would be late. I asked you to eat by yourself first. If I have something to do, do you want me to leave the client and rush back to eat this unimportant meal with you?"
Ye Huanyan was burned by the irritation in his eyes. She panicked a few steps and finally opened the door and left silently.
She didn't want to quarrel with him. After closing the door, she recalled how she looked like a resentful woman just now and wanted to slap herself.
Perhaps Ling Han had given her too many misconceptions a while ago, making her think that the two of them really liked each other. When it came to relationships, they were always greedy. No matter how much they got, they would always want more.
After Ye Huanyan left, the study was filled with coldness.
With a crash, the desk lamp and a stack of documents fell to the ground.
The piercing coldness in his eyes was reflected on the broken glasses.
When Ling Han went downstairs, he heard voices in the dining room.
"Miss Ye, don't think too much. Young Master is too busy. You have to eat more for the sake of the child."
"Lingling, I really can't eat anymore. Forget it."
"You have to drink this soup."
"…"
From the angle of the stairs, he could see a stubborn and lonely figure with a bitter face in front of a bowl of soup.
He frowned and felt a little annoyed when he thought of his impatient attitude just now.
Lingling was trying to persuade him when she saw a figure coming from the corner of her eye. She was stunned and quietly left under Ling Han's signal.
A pair of well-defined hands pulled out a chair and sat down.
"Why aren't you eating?"
Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned. She slowly raised her head, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.
"My attitude just now was bad. I've been too busy recently and couldn't take care of you. I was indeed eating with a client today and forgot to promise you. It won't happen again."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Huanyan's eyes welled up with tears. She looked at him as if she was about to cry.
"Yan Yan …"
She turned around and wiped her tears. She choked and said, "I'm fine. I know you're busy. I just can't control my emotions recently. I might be suffering from pregnancy depression. Why don't you find a doctor to check me out?"
Ling Han was startled at first, but when he thought about how he had neglected her these past few days, he couldn't help but feel vexed in his heart. Soon after, he revealed a somewhat gentle gaze, and his tone also became gentler. "I was impatient with you. Eat first, you're fine."
Ye Huanyan turned around. Her eyes were red. Under Ling Han's gaze, she drank a bowl of soup and ate some millet porridge. To accompany her, Ling Han also ate half a bowl.
After eating, Ling Han put down the work at hand and coaxed her upstairs to rest.
Seeing that Ling Han was so concerned about her, Ye Huanyan felt even more certain that she had been too suspicious before. She blamed him like a resentful woman, made trouble out of nothing, and made him worry. Thinking of how she had run to the study to question him without asking the reason after he came back, she felt very guilty and blamed herself. She felt very embarrassed. Not long after lying down, seeing that he was still accompanying her, she simply urged him to go to work and not to care about her.
"Are you really not angry?"
"I'm not angry." She shook her head. She leaned against the pillow and stared at him with watery eyes.
Ling Han smiled and took her hand. He leaned over and planted a kiss on her forehead. He said softly, "Be good. The sooner I finish my work, the sooner I can come back to accompany you."
Ye Huanyan's face was immediately dyed with a layer of red. She nodded obediently.
After Ling Han left, Ye Huanyan was just about to fall asleep when the sound of her phone ringing woke her up. After she picked up the call, the voice on the other end stunned her. She sat up in bed.
"I'm fine. I'm doing pretty well now."
"…"
"Meet? Why are you looking for me? "
"…"
"Tomorrow? Tomorrow afternoon? "
"…"
"Mm, okay. I should be fine."
When she hung up the phone, Ling Han had just opened the door. Seeing that she was talking on the phone, he asked casually, "It's so late. Who is it?"
Ye Huanyan's expression froze. She hesitated for a few seconds. "Nothing. It's just an old friend of mine asking me something."
Ling Han nodded slightly. He didn't ask any more questions. He just picked up a stack of magazines from the table in the room and turned to leave.
When he closed the door, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Ye Huanyan's disappointed look from the corner of his eye. A trace of doubt arose in his heart for no reason.
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