This time, the man didn't pester her anymore, hooked his lips happily, and let go of her.

"Go." Huang Xinying raised her chin and nodded at the master bedroom next to her, signaling him to hurry back and rest.

Although his mood has indeed improved, he is no longer like the previous two days, the whole person is like a different person, without saying a word, without saying a word.

Like an insecure child, no matter where she goes, he sticks to her all the way.

But even so, Huang Xinying still didn't dare to take it lightly.

"Hmm." The man hooked his lips, answered inaudibly, then looked at her deeply, and under her gaze, he raised his steps gracefully and walked towards the master bedroom.

After seeing him return to the room with her own eyes, Huang Xinying breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and then turned around and returned to her room.

This room of hers has been designed into a creative room by Ye Hanyu, and although it has not yet been completed, some outlines can already be seen.

The overall color palette is pink and blue, creating a warm creative room.

After the man returned to the bedroom, he listened to her and made a phone call to his mother.

He picked up his bedside phone and found that there were hundreds of missed calls, and the phone was turned to silent mode at some point.

Ye Hanyu hooked his lips, he didn't have to think about it to know that it was Huang Xinying who put his phone on silent in order not to disturb his rest.

He called up the number of Mrs. Night from the address book and dialed it without hesitation.

At this time, Mrs. Night, who was returning home, still showed her anger on her graceful and luxurious face.

She gritted her teeth indignantly, and when she remembered the scene just now, she felt indignant.

After living for so long, she has never suffered this kind of anger, how can she endure it?

Therefore, Mrs. Night's hatred for Huang Xinying has gone to a higher level.

Just as she was feeling indignant, an abrupt ringing in her handbag suddenly interrupted her thoughts.

Mrs. Night frowned, took out her mobile phone and looked at it, and found that it was Ye Hanyu calling, and she was immediately angry.

She didn't want to slide off the screen to answer, and opened her mouth to teach a lesson, "Ye Hanyu, are you doing the opposite?" ”

The sharp and angry voice called the girl Qiaohui next to her, and the housekeeper who was driving, couldn't help but tremble.

Ye Hanyu frowned and didn't speak.

With one hand in his pocket, he stood in front of the windowsill, tall and long, revealing an indifferent and alienated feeling.

"Now, even I don't have the right to enter the gates of St. Fe's Garden, am I?" Mrs. Night asked angrily, "What kind of ecstasy potion did that woman pour into you?" It's worth making you so crazy for her! ”

Ye Hanyu was silent for a moment, seeing that there was no longer a deafening roar on the other end of the phone, only an uncalming panting, he opened his mouth lightly, his voice was calm and steady, without a trace of ups and downs, "She is not called 'that woman', she is my Mrs. Night." ”

"Also, whether you want to admit it or not, we have already obtained a license to get married."

After Ye Hanyu finished speaking expressionlessly, he could clearly feel the wheezing sound on the other end of the phone, which became even heavier.

Obviously, Mrs. Night was so angry by his shocking news that she almost swallowed her breath, and her chest rose and fell uncalmly.

She took a deep breath and roared angrily, "Divorce! Give me a divorce right away! ”

Ye Hanyu frowned, and said in a calm voice, "Impossible." ”

In just three words, there is an unquestionable firmness.

After a pause, he asked, "What is it about her that dissatisfies you?" ”