As soon as she finished speaking, she hung up the phone, and Ye Hanyu happened to appear at the door.

Looking at each other, she smiled slightly, and said with a non-harmed face: "You're back?" ”

"Who called?" Ye Hanyu stepped over with long legs, walked to her in a few steps, stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, and looked at her with a smile in his eyebrows, his eyes were tender.

Huang Xinying was a little flustered by his tender gaze, her eyes flashed slightly, but she still tried her best to keep it casual and said, "Colleague, nothing important." ”

After a pause, she changed the subject: "Are you hungry?" Eat, or the food will be cold..."

Hearing her say this, Ye Hanyu didn't think much about it, just regarded it as her company's business, "The company's affairs, don't worry about it if you can, I don't want you to be too tired, just stay by my side with peace of mind." ”

Hearing this, Huang Xinying not only couldn't be happy, but felt a little depressed, she only smiled and didn't speak.

Maybe this is the contradiction between her and Ye Hanyu, he always hopes to remove obstacles and pave the way for the things she likes, so that she can simply get what she wants, but she hopes to rely on her own strength, constantly surpass herself, move forward little by little, and finally achieve her goal.

In her opinion, the end result is not so important, what matters is that she has worked hard for what she likes.

Seeing that she was silent, Ye Hanyu didn't continue the topic, because he knew that if he continued, the final result would be the same as before, either a quarrel or a cold war.

He didn't want the relationship between the two to deteriorate again.

The two didn't say anything more, and walked towards the table.

Ye Hanyu prepared a French meal, with the surrounding romantic and beautiful scenes, which is very appropriate.

After taking a seat, Ye Hanyu cut the steak for her, and Huang Xinying was silent on the side, looking at him with confused eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

He looked up, and happened to bump into the scene where she stared at him intently, I don't know if it was his illusion, I always felt that Huang Xinying was looking at him at the moment, as if she was looking at another person through him.

The scattered and unfocused eyes exude a sad atmosphere.

Thinking like this, Ye Hanyu couldn't help but think of the way she looked at him every time she came back, either she tried not to look at him, or accidentally fell her eyes on him, and her eyes always became very complicated after a short period of clarity, like sadness, like self-blame, and there seemed to be a trace of unspeakable worry.

"Xinxin?" Ye Hanyu called her.

Huang Xinying, who was absent-minded, didn't even hear Ye Hanyu talking to her at this moment, and she didn't have any reaction.

"What's wrong? What are you thinking? Ye Hanyu reached out and pinched her face, frowning slightly.

"Huh?" Huang Xinying suddenly came back to her senses, habitually raised the corners of her lips, and showed a smile, "I'm sorry, I didn't hear, what did you just say?" ”

Ye Hanyu looked at her deeply, his eyes inquiring, but he didn't say anything.

Moved the cut steak in his hand to her, "Don't think too much, eat first." ”

"Well... Thank you..."

"Don't say 'thank you' to me again." It would make him feel that the distance between them was very far away.

Under his slightly threatening gaze, she smiled softly and nodded.

Seeing this, Ye Hanyu didn't say more, because he could feel that Huang Xinying was not in a state at all, I don't know if it was from the people who heard those people with long tongues just now talking about whether his fiancée started with Lu Xinchen, or after he left, after she answered a phone call, her whole person became preoccupied.

And during the meal, perhaps because her heart was too heavy, Huang Xinying didn't eat anything, she kept holding a knife and fork and didn't move, and occasionally he reminded her a little bit after two reminders, but it was tasteless, like chewing wax.

Then, unconsciously, he fell into contemplation again.