Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

The spring flowers bloomed, and the days later were sweet and stable.

Xueli Bai waited for him to get off work every night at Sinan Mansion. Sometimes she would go out for shopping, sometimes she would go to Su Fu to chat and arrange flower arrangements. Every month she would go back to City B to visit her mother. The doctor said her mother’s condition. It has been well controlled, and maybe it will be back to normal in less than a year. Good news has also come from my father. He has performed very well and is taken care of there.

Bai Xueli knew that this was because of Ye Mulin.

Her feelings for him are mixed with many factors, there is love, gratitude and dependence, she herself can't tell the difference.

She likes the feeling of sitting at home and waiting for him, very warm and at ease.

Spring goes to summer, summer goes to autumn solstice. In winter, Ye Mulin was transferred back to City B. He was in a very important position. It took him less than two years to enter politics. It was a miracle in politics.

In early winter, Bai Xueli and Ye Mulin moved back to City B, together with Su Fu and Hao Yun.

Because he returned to City B, Hao Yun resigned and became a professor at Tsinghua University, teaching Chinese.

Professor Hao’s students all know that Professor Hao has a very beautiful wife. They are called Madam Su Fu, who come here to deliver lunch to Professor Hao every day, and her feelings are particularly good.

After a month or two of settling down, the weather in City B became colder, and Ye Mulin became busier. After returning home, he often fell asleep on the bed in undressed clothes. Bai Xueli died and he didn’t wake up. She complained so many times that he was getting greasy, and he also smiled.

Early in the morning, Bai Xueli woke up, looking at the icy flowers on the window, she was a little lost.

At this time, Ye Mulin woke up, with his face pressed to her neck and lightly kissed, "What are you thinking?"

His voice is hoarse, with a masculine magnetism.

Bai Xueli retracted her gaze, looked at his black head, and asked absently, "When did you come back last night?"

She usually waits for him, but at 12 o'clock she can't hold back to sleep, so she doesn't know when he will be back.

Ye Mulin nibbled at her intently and smiled: "It's almost two o'clock. There was a celebration party last night, and I can't be unpaid."

She hummed, stretched out her hand to touch his hair and said lowly: "Then you drink less, it is not good for you to drink like this for your stomach problems."

He chuckled slightly, then buried her face, and she gasped for a while: "Don't make trouble, I'm going to make breakfast, you will have to go to work later."

Ye Mulin raised his eyes, took the watch from the bedside table next to his pillow, and glanced at it, "I have half an hour left, I'll get it quickly."

She can’t stand him a little bit. Really, he’s very busy. Many of his things are not going to be done. In private, he is definitely not like the previous noble son, but he is...reluctant to do it. Get it when you find an opportunity.

She is more tolerant of him, so he usually wants her to be very cooperative. There is really no strength to twist his face and let him do it. Anyway, he is very good at cooperating or not.

It was like now, she had no strength, bit her fist to endure, turned her head just to see that his watch had been pointed at seven, and quickly pushed him: "Oh, it's already time."

He was hot and kissed the tip of her sweaty nose, his voice lowered: "Wait a little longer."

She still pushed him: "Hurry up, and that... Ye Mulin, you didn't use that."