After breakfast, Ye Huanyan blocked Ling Han in the small garden that led to North Court.
"Are you going to keep avoiding me like this?"
"Yan Yan … Do I look like I'm trying to avoid you?"
Ling Han spread his hands helplessly. "Auntie wants me to go back and change my clothes before going out to sea to fish."
"Fish?" Ye Huanyan pursed her lips. "What is my mother thinking …"
"Maybe she wants to test my sincerity towards you."
"Even if it's a test of sincerity, you can't do that. Fishing? What fishing …"
Halfway through her sentence, Ye Huanyan suddenly realized that Ling Han seemed to have changed the topic. Her expression immediately changed.
"That's not what I want to talk to you about. I want to ask you, do you want to remarry me or not?"
Ye Huanyan had been holding it in for three days and was extremely depressed. This shout was filled with anger. When she thought of how Ling Han only cared about feeding Naonnao at the dining table and didn't mind that the Gu family was joking about her marriage, she felt a little jealous of her own son.
Her angry expression made Ling Han sigh helplessly. "Yan Yan, we haven't gotten a divorce. We don't even have a divorce certificate, only a marriage certificate …"
Hearing this, Ye Huanyan's expression softened slightly. She straightened her neck and said, "Then why aren't you anxious at all? What if my parents don't agree?"
"I'll wait until they agree."
"Why don't we elope?"
Ye Huanyan's eyes sparkled. "I can ask my brother for help. My parents love me so much. Even if I run away, they'll be angry at most for a couple of days."
The cool morning sun shone on the two of them. These passionate words ignited Ye Huanyan's entire heart. For a moment, Ling Han was a little moved, but in the end, he just shook his head. His slender fingers brushed a strand of hair away from her face. His expression was firm. "Yan Yan, I want to give you a ritualistic wedding. Your family will be there, and mine will be. Only when they acknowledge it, will I feel that I truly have you."
The external form of a marriage was just a certificate. However, Ling Han felt that although he had this marriage certificate for so many years, there were very few moments when he truly had this person in his heart. He was the one in the wrong. He owed Ye Huanyan too much. He knew that if he wanted to make up for it, it wouldn't be done overnight. However, he wanted to take it one step at a time. At the very least, he wanted to let the people closest to them acknowledge their marriage. A marriage with blessings would always have a higher chance of happiness.
The people closest to them, such as their son and the living relatives of both parties.
Ye Huanyan's eyes warmed. She pursed her lips, and her voice softened. She whispered, "Then why didn't you accept my suggestion? Do you not want a child or do you not want the child I gave birth to? "
There was a moment of silence in the air. Ye Huanyan looked up at him, her gaze gradually becoming more aggressive. The leaves rustled behind them. Ling Han's voice was a little hoarse, and there was a hint of pain. "Your brother said that when you gave birth to Naonnao, you had a difficult labor and suffered a lot of bleeding."
Ye Huanyan's eyes froze. She really hadn't considered this reason.
Five years ago, when she gave birth to Naonnao, there were many burns on her body and she was still recovering. When she gave birth to Naonnao, all the wounds on her body split open, and pus mixed with blood flowed out, staining the entire operating table red.
That was probably the closest she had come to death four months after the car accident.
She didn't know when Gu Sinian told this to Ling Han. She stared at him blankly, and her voice was tinged with bitterness. "My body has completely recovered."
"As long as you're by my side, I don't want you to be in any danger, Yan Yan."
Ling Han's hand gently touched her cheek. The pain, guilt, and love in his eyes were intertwined, and they couldn't be separated. He looked at the woman in front of him. This was the woman he fell in love with at first sight when he returned to China when he was young. This was the woman he had been entangled with love and hate for more than ten years.
Yan Yan, you don't seem to know how much I cherish you.
Ye Huanyan looked at his helpless and pained expression. In the end, she couldn't continue to insist. She sighed, hugged his waist, and leaned against his chest.
"You don't have to be so careful. I'm not made of glass. Everything will be fine. Everything will be fine in the future."
"Okay."
He stroked the top of her head, his eyes filled with gentleness.
Everything will be fine.
At noon, Gu Sinian personally went to the pier to pick up Gu Heng's good friends, Uncle He and his son, to the villa.
Out of courtesy, the Gu family stood in front of the main entrance of the East Court to welcome them. Ye Huanyan stood beside Wen Yi. She looked around but didn't see Ling Han, so she asked Wen Yi, "Where's Ling Han?"
Wen Yi didn't even look up. She only cared about waving at the car in the distance and said perfunctorily, "I asked him to go out to sea to fish with John. They should be back soon."
Ye Huanyan frowned. "Mom, why do you insist on making him do such physical work? It's not like you don't know that he hasn't done this before …"
"It's precisely because he hasn't done this before that I'm making him do it. Don't forget that he's eight years older than you. I'm testing his strength so that he won't even be able to carry Naonnao in the future."
"I have to hand it to you for your logic."
"Oh, don't worry. Do you think your mom will eat him up? Your Uncle He is here. Go say hi. "
With that said, Wen Yi followed behind her husband and walked towards the black Rolls-Royce.
Uncle He was a mutual friend of Ye Huanyan's parents. It was said that he had pursued Wen Yi when he was young, but Gu Heng beat him to it. It was rare that there was no enmity between the three of them, and they had been friends for decades.
Uncle He was wearing gray casual clothes. He was a few years younger than Ye Huanyan's father. Probably because he took good care of himself and didn't have many troubles, his hair was still black and he didn't look old.
Next to Uncle He was a young man who was half a head taller than him. He was about 25 or 26 years old, wearing a burgundy hoodie, black trousers, and sneakers. He looked very young and energetic. He smiled at Ye Huanyan, revealing his dimples. He shouted at Ye Huanyan, who was standing on the steps from afar, "Sis, long time no see. You've become prettier."
Ji Xiaoyue held back her laughter and secretly tugged at Ye Huanyan's clothes. "Does this little brat like you?"
Ye Huanyan glared at her, then turned around and smiled at He Chaoqun.
Uncle He smiled very kindly. He looked at his old friend and his wife and said jokingly, "Xiaoqun said that he wanted to use the church in your villa for reference when designing the opera house. I told him that he had ulterior motives, but he didn't admit it. Look, he kept talking about Yan Yan the whole way here. He couldn't wait to praise your Yan Yan for her beauty. If you ask me, why don't your Yan Yan marry into my family? She's my only son, and in the future, the family property will be shared between the two of us."
Wen Yi looked at Ye Huanyan and smiled meaningfully. "My daughter is a few years older than Xiaoqun. If she's younger, we'd be more than willing."
"It's good that she's older. She's three years older than him, and Xiaoqun is always changing his mind. It's good that someone can control him."
While they were chatting enthusiastically, Ji Xiaoyue was grinning from ear to ear. She leaned on Ye Huanyan's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Six years older than him?"
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