Chapter 531 - Sorry For Her Baby
After finishing the painting, He Xiyan turned off the lights in the room. She went to the bedside, lifting the quilt and carefully lying down beside Yuanyuan.
“Baby, I’m sorry!” He Xiyan gently said that she was sorry. If there were anyone she was sorry for in her life, it would be her child. She gave birth to Yuanyuan, but did not give him a complete home. Today, Yuanyuan stayed with Mo Yixuan though, it was impossible for her to return to that man.
“Baby, I hope you won’t blame me when you grow up.” He Xiyan said so, with a kind of hoarseness and heartache in her voice.
Yuanyuan was still very little now, but she knew that one day the child would grow up and know everything. At that time, she did not know what Yuanyuan would think, nor did she know whether the child would still be close to her or would hate her when he grew up.
Now, however, all she could do was this.
The door of the room was pushed open unnoticed. The man coming in was in a hurry, some glittering snowflakes even remaining on his body.
Ye Hao took off his overcoat, shook it hard and hung it on the hanger.
He looked to the bedside and found that his wife was asleep and that there was a little body lying in the bed. It was Yuanyuan. The child came again, and every Friday the child would sleep in their big bed.
He didn’t speak. Even his footsteps were quiet. After finding his clothes, he went to the bathroom and took a shower in it for about ten minutes before he came out.
Coming out, he found his wife awake, who was sitting by the bedside, as if waiting for him.
“Yanyan…” Walking over lightly, Ye Hao lifted the quilt, sat beside his wife, and held her narrow shoulders tightly. She became a little thinner recently, and there didn’t seem to be any meat on her shoulder.
He Xiyan responded lightly, half of her body leaning in the arms of the man, a warm embrace she had been accustomed to.
In this life, they were fortunate to get married. Of course, they would accompany each other for a lifetime.
At this time, an idea suddenly occurred to her: if only she had met Ye Hao earlier. In that way, she would not have married Mo Yixuan, and her Yuanyuan would have been able to grow up in a healthy family.
“Do you feel tired lately?” He Xiyan asked in a low voice, looking at him painfully with a pair of watery eyes. At the same time, she noticed the faint traces of blood in his eyes.
He came back very late these days, at least after 10 o’clock at night. Most of the time, she didn’t even know when he came back.
Ye Hao raised his lip corner slightly, patting her shoulder lightly and saying, “Fortunately, it is now at the end of the year. Holiday is just around the corner, so there are many things to be handled.”
“What about you? Are you adapted to that company? If you feel tired, don’t go any more.” Ye Hao bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead.
It didn’t matter that he was tired. Men naturally should earn money to support the family. However, he didn’t want her to feel tired. He only hoped that his beloved ones could live an easy life without any pressure.
He Xiyan shook her head slightly, then put her hand in his broad palm. A warm wave passed through the fingertips of both hands. “I’m not tired…” She smiled at him lightly and said so.
Ye Hao held her slender fingers tightly. He looked at her and at the child aside who was in deep sleep.
“Has Mo family made things difficult for you?” Ye Hao knew that Mo Yixuan’s mother had long opposed Yanyan to take her child here.