The remarried husband is actually the head of the rich family?

Last night Ye Qingluo prepared six dishes and a soup, saying that he would do the "hard work". However, due to his sudden confession, Ye Qingluo was embarrassed to face him again. In the end, not only did he fail to do the "hard work", Ye Qingluo also drew a clear line between them in bed.

In other words, Ye Qingluo had actually prepared the things in the envelope yesterday?

To be more precise, before he confessed his feelings, Ye Qingluo had already decided to end the relationship with him?

So if he hadn't suddenly made up his mind to confess his feelings to her, then his "hard work" last night would have been... the last time?

Thinking of this, Fu Yehan's heart felt like a blade was rolling.

He closed his eyes and relaxed for a long time.

Or maybe this is right.

This is the truest reality.

Even if Ye Qingluo did not regret having "clicked" his choice on impulse, even if she had clearly said that if she had another chance, she would still choose to experience this relationship with him. However, all this only represented her recognition of him as a person or their past experiences together, and did not mean that she would continue to sink into a choice that she knew was "wrong".

So, his guess was correct.

When Ye Qingluo prepared these things in the envelope, he was thinking of "terminating the contract" with him.

However, something unexpected happened afterwards.

The matter was put on hold.

Or to make a bolder guess, she did not forget or lose her rhythm, but she hesitated at that time.

She actually hesitated at the first sign of his sudden and aggressive confession?

And she brought it up after hesitating. What she meant was not that she wanted to break up with him, but that she wanted him to think about it and give her an answer.

So now it seems obvious.

Regarding his liking for her, Ye Qingluo gave him two choices.

The first option is for him to take the money and leave.

Then another option is...

After taking a shower, Ye Qingluo did not go to the living room to find Fu Yehan, but went straight to the bedroom with a hair dryer.

After blow-drying her hair, she turned off the lights without waiting for Fu Yehan to come back.

In the past, she would definitely not be able to fall asleep so early, but today, she drank a little too much during dinner and felt a little dizzy. After lying down for a while, she fell asleep in a daze.

Logically speaking, under the influence of alcohol, Ye Qingluo should have been able to have a good sleep, but this time she slept particularly unsteadily.

She dreamed of returning to her childhood, when her grandparents and father played with her in the garden, making clay figures, throwing sandbags, and swinging on the swings... They had a lot of fun, and she laughed happily, as if there was not a single worry in the world.

Later, grandparents suggested playing hide-and-seek, but she didn't like looking for people, she just liked hiding. After playing for several times and being found, she suddenly found a particularly hidden place.

She hid in the cellar behind the garden where radishes and cabbages were buried. It was dark and empty inside, and the thick straw mat blocked out even the sound.

A long time passed like this and no one found her. Just when she climbed out triumphantly and was about to declare victory, she unexpectedly discovered that everyone had disappeared.

She looked everywhere, but she couldn't find anyone in the whole garden.

Later she ran out into the street and she ran along the road searching until she saw her mother on the other side of the road.

At that moment she became completely excited and waved happily to her mother.

She completely forgot about playing hide-and-seek, as if the person she was looking for was her mother.

However, just as her mother heard her voice and stopped to respond, a large truck not far from her suddenly lost control and rushed directly towards the direction where she was standing.

Almost instantly, my mother was knocked several meters away.

She witnessed it all with her own eyes and was so frightened that she was at a loss. When she finally came to her senses, she screamed heart-wrenchingly and rushed to her mother while shouting.

Seeing her mother dying, she quickly took out her cell phone and wanted to call an ambulance. However, she dialed the simple three numbers "120" over and over again, but she couldn't get it right.

Finally, I managed to get through the phone call. While waiting for the ambulance, the truck that hit the people suddenly restarted the car, and it was obvious that it was going to flee the scene of the accident.

She was very scared and couldn't stop it, so she tried hard to see the other party's license plate number clearly, but she couldn't remember it after reading it over and over again.

Just as she was anxiously asking passers-by for help, the truck driver drove a few meters away and suddenly turned around and looked at her.

There was a strange smile on the other person's face, as if to say, there was no need to doubt it, he did it on purpose, but she couldn't do anything to him.

Ye Qingluo was awakened by the moment the truck driver turned around and smiled at her.

After calming down for a while, I was still scared.

"Having a nightmare?"

Fu Yehan's low voice was soothing and gentle, and it came clearly in the darkness, completely pulling her back to reality.

"Yeah." Ye Qingluo responded in a low mood.

With almost no hesitation, Fu Yehan tore open the quilt stacked between them, and with his strong and powerful arms, he crossed the 38th parallel that she had clearly defined, wrapped her up in the quilt, and pulled her directly into his arms.

"Be good, don't be afraid."

Fu Yehan held her hand and squeezed it a few times, then said softly, "Nightmares are the opposite of what they used to be."

It was already dawn outside.

Ye Qingluo was completely sleepless. He leaned quietly in Fu Yehan's arms, listening to the man's even breathing, and felt at ease for a short while.

Ye Qingluo got up and made breakfast.

She hadn't made breakfast for a long time, and during this period, Fu Yehan basically had someone come to deliver the meals.

As time was limited, she didn't make anything too complicated. She just cooked some eight-treasure porridge, made some egg fried rice with the leftover rice from last night, and chopped some pickled vegetables that her mother learned to pickle online.

After breakfast, Ye Qingluo still didn't ask Fu Yehan to wash the dishes.

She didn't know why, but she always felt that Fu Yehan's elegance in his every move was incompatible with the work in the kitchen.

Of course, it doesn't mean that she is the only one who is in charge of the kitchen. The main reason is that she is afraid that Fu Yehan will make things worse and cause more trouble. He is just a short-term helper. She doesn't have to train Fu Yehan to be a model good man.

So to put it bluntly, she didn't let him get involved just to save herself some trouble.

After everything was tidied, Ye Qingluo took off her apron and went to the living room.

The envelope on the coffee table had been opened, and it was obvious that Fu Yehan had already read the contents.

Most of the time, the hardest thing for people to do is actually just making a decision. Once a decision is made, there will be no more hesitation about subsequent things.

"I don't need to explain it in detail, right?" Ye Qingluo picked up the envelope on the coffee table, "You should understand what I mean, right?"

Fu Yehan sat on the sofa, holding his mobile phone, tapping the screen quickly with his fingers.

Hearing her speak, Fu Yehan paused, said "hmm", and started tapping the screen again. It was unknown who he was sending a message to.

The living room of the apartment that Ye Qingluo rented was very small. It was basically full with just a sofa and a coffee table. She leaned against the entrance cabinet and waited for a while with the envelope in her hand.

Seeing that Fu Yehan kept his head down and had no intention of responding to her, Ye Qingluo reminded him, "The night is up. Now you can tell me your decision."