President Gao Leng's little wife

The letter of inheritance was heavy in Xia Yuluo's hands.

Her heart always seemed to be missing something, feeling lost and empty, and the cold wind was pouring into her body from the gap.

She was sitting on the bed, pinching the inheritance letter.

This was given to her by her relatives—grandfather, but...

Sigh slightly.

Han Tianyi wiped his body casually, and came out of the bathroom. Xia Yuluo still kept his movement of entering the bathroom, and sat there blankly.

With thin shoulders and protruding shoulder blades, the small figure looked extremely fragile.

She hugged her legs tightly, curled up into a small ball, and turned her back to Han Tianyi.

Han Tianyi stopped breathing for a moment, and felt a sharp pain in his heart without warning.

Xia Yuluo like this made him feel bad.

He threw away the towel in his hand and walked over.

"Han Tianyi?"

Wet water vapor rushed over with heat, and Xia Yuluo was embraced before turning around.

Han Tianyi didn't put on his shirt, nor did he dry his hair, he just hugged her tightly into his arms.

Xia Yuluo was surprised for a moment, but the man's strength was so great that he could not resist at all.

The strong arms formed a warm circle, and Xia Yuluo suddenly felt extremely tired.

She put her head on his shoulder.

"Han Tianyi..."

"I envied my older sister very much when I was a child."

Xia Yuluo's voice was faint, but it contained indescribable vicissitudes.

They are obviously sisters, but they are two extremes. The step-sister is radiant, while she is so humble in the dust.

She tried her best to smile at everyone, and tried her best to do everything well, but in return she was always beaten, scolded and disgusted by her stepmother.

"No matter what I do, no matter how well I do it, I can't get my father's appreciation. When I was young, the thing I often thought about was whether I shouldn't have been born in this world?"

Xia Yuluo seemed to be talking to herself, talking about her cautiousness and grievances in her childhood.

"Sometimes I think, if only I hadn't been born, then I wouldn't be in such pain."

She closed her eyes.

She always thought she had forgotten, but she didn't.

The child who always sat in the corner with a gloomy look has never been erased from her heart.

She has always been a wound in her heart.

Even Xia Yuluo, who was already invincible later.

Xia Yuluo narrated in a calm tone, no one knew how much effort she had to put in to maintain her calmness.

It was unfair at first, and she endured it bitterly.

How could I easily forget those countless days when I had to bite the quilt at night and cry and couldn't cry happily.

"I'm sorry I've been late to you for so many years."

If he could have met Xia Yuluo earlier, wouldn't she have suffered a lot less?
Han Tianyi's tone was filled with deep regret.

He could not stop regretting why he didn't appear in her life sooner.

The movements of his hands intensified again.

But he simply forgot that something like fate is unpredictable.

"It's okay, everything is fine now."

Xia Yuluo smiled slightly and shook her head.

Han Tianyi turned her head gently, and gently kissed the slightly wet corners of her eyes.

"Your tears are mine, don't cry."

The man's voice seemed to penetrate through the morning mist, making Xia Yuluo's heart as warm as spring.

His lips were slightly cool, Xia Yuluo was only deeply indulged in this kiss.

With his concentration and nostalgia, Han Tianyi always said that she had a kind of lonely courage, but in fact, she was pathetically cowardly.

The person she was most afraid of was actually her.