"I don't like it very much."
Those four words were filled with coldness as they swept over her.
Ye Huanyan struggled, but she realized that she couldn't break free from his shackles.
She steeled her heart and gritted her teeth. "Isn't she just a dead person? Why are you still thinking about her? Can't you cherish the people who are alive? Let go of me. If you like her, then I'm her. "
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw that Ling Han's eyes were red, and the veins on his forehead were popping out. The knuckles of his hands that were holding her shoulders were turning white.
That sorrowful look made Ye Huanyan's heart clench for no reason.
At that moment, she really wanted to muster up the courage to confess everything. She wanted to tell him everything that had happened in the past five years. Even if she had to tear her heart apart and start all over again, she wouldn't hesitate.
But in the end, he didn't wait for her to speak.
"You're not her."
After saying that, Ye Huanyan felt the weight on her shoulders loosen. Then, she saw his figure disappear into the fog.
She didn't know how Ling Han was so sure that her identity wasn't Ye Huanyan. She only knew that when Ling Han turned around and left, he didn't believe her. That made her feel even more conflicted about confessing.
Even if a person's appearance and personality changed, would she still be the same person even if she returned to you?
If you loved everything about the original person, then everything about that person had to start all over again, leaving only a so-called soul that couldn't be seen or touched. But it was a soul that had been tempered thousands of times and was reborn from the ashes. Would you still love everything about her? Or would you only love the part of her that had survived?
On this side of the heart was full of devastation, but on the other side, there was always joy.
After Chen Yin sent the text to Ye Huanyan's phone, she had already flagged down a taxi by the roadside and was heading straight back to the hotel.
When she saw the words "Mission Complete" appear on her phone screen, she forced a smile and replied, "Okay." Then she closed her eyes and leaned against the back of the chair to rest.
She hadn't felt tired in the past few days in Iceland, but the conversation she had with Ling Han just now made her feel both physically and mentally exhausted.
In the past five years, Gu Sinian had asked her many times if she was willing to contact Ling Han. As long as she was willing, Gu Sinian had the ability to make Ling Han come to her immediately. Whether it was on his own initiative or tied up, no matter what method he used, she would see him.
But all these years, she was unwilling to look at that face in the mirror that she couldn't bear to look at anymore.
Now that the operation was successful, it seemed that all the reasons had become excuses. However, she suddenly realized that for the past five years, she had only used her face as an excellent excuse to refuse to reunite with him.
He couldn't tell what he was afraid of. Perhaps when he saw something he liked, he would always have the greatest happiness and satisfaction. But when he really had the right to own such a thing, he began to worry about the gains and losses.
Five years ago, she was Ling Han's legitimate wife, but there was an unresolvable hatred between her and Ling Han.
This hatred might have been resolved with her car accident.
But now, if she were to turn back, it might be another tragedy. She couldn't predict it, and she didn't dare to try it.
She didn't dare to try it, but she also didn't want to let it go easily.
So, with this new identity, it was contradictory but natural to contact him.
When she returned to the hotel room, she saw that Zeng Rou and Su Nianhua had sent a text message saying thank you. She replied goodnight and went into the bathroom.
The dense steam washed away the coldness on her body.
After the shower, she climbed into bed and hugged her son, who was like a small stove, in her arms. Only then did she truly feel a sense of security.
In another single suite on the same floor, Ling Han stood in front of the bed after his shower and changed into a bathrobe. He overlooked the night view of the island. It was foggy, so he couldn't see clearly.
The words of the woman on the glacier just now kept repeating in his mind.
"Right in front of you …"
He couldn't believe that for a moment, he actually believed that cunning woman.
Such a cheap lie.
He couldn't find any similarities between the two people, so he actually wavered for a moment.
How could it be her?
Thinking of this, he laughed self-deprecatingly. He raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass. His eyes were full of sadness.
Since she left, there was no one by his side that he could trust.
The next day, Su Nianhua took his wife sightseeing on the island early in the morning to make up for the five years of honeymoon that he owed her.
Early in the morning, Ye Huanyan was woken up by banging on the door.
When she opened the door with disheveled hair, a warm little girl was stuffed into her arms. Immediately, she heard Zeng Rou's pleading voice. "Yan Yan -jie, do me a favor. My husband and I are going out to play. Aren't you going to the castle? Bring Jingjing with you. It's better to bring one more."
Before she could react, Zeng Rou had already disappeared around the corner of the corridor.
Ye Huanyan lowered her head and looked at the little girl who was sleeping soundly in her arms. She yawned, then skillfully adjusted the little girl's jacket and looked in the direction that Zeng Rou had disappeared in.
A faint voice came from the door diagonally across the room. "In order to find a way to get Su Nianhua to sign the contract, Second Miss is even willing to help take care of a child?"
Hearing this voice, Ye Huanyan instantly came back to her senses. She was about to explain that Jingjing was Naonnao's classmate, but changed her mind. "Signing the contract early is not only beneficial to me. If Su Nianhua had asked President Ling to take care of the child today, I'm afraid you would have agreed."
"I'm sorry to disappoint you. No one has asked me to do this kind of thing."
There was a trace of ridicule on Ling Han's face.
Ye Huanyan was not to be outdone. She retorted sarcastically, "It's obvious that people like you don't know how to take care of children. I'm afraid that even if you cry and beg, Su Nianhua won't hand over his daughter to you."
Ling Han crossed his arms and stared at Ye Huanyan calmly. "If I don't look like it, then do you, the dignified Second Miss of the Gu family, look like you know how to take care of children?"
Hearing this, Ye Huanyan curved the corners of her lips. "Of course. Otherwise, did you think that my son was raised by a nanny?"
"What son?"
Ye Huanyan raised her eyebrows. She lifted her leg and hooked the door, pretending to close it. A sentence floated out from the crack of the door. "I'm a woman in my thirties. Is it strange that I have a son?"
The moment she finished speaking, there was a crisp sound of the door closing in the corridor.
The smile on Ling Han's face gradually froze. His brows trembled as he stared in shock at the closed door. There was a trace of coldness in his eyes. Even he himself did not notice the sullen anger in his eyes.
She actually had a son?
Behind the closed door, Ye Huanyan had one eye closed and the other was staring at the peephole. She refused to miss a single expression on Ling Han's face.
She watched as a certain someone angrily took two big steps forward from her door to her door, then quickly turned around. In the end, there was a conflicted expression on his face. The moment he forcefully closed the door, she finally could not help but laugh out loud. That laugh was filled with both success and satisfaction.
The little girl in her arms rubbed her eyes and yawned. She asked in a childish voice, "Auntie, what are you laughing at?"
"Auntie, I'm laughing at a nerd. He's been jealous ever since he was young."
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