Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

She didn't say a word, but looked at him with a conniving expression.

Ye Mubai stared at her for about half a minute before spitting out a few words softly: "Wen Yuan, I really want to strangle you."

At this moment, he thought so much that he didn't need to worry about thinking Nan, he didn't need to worry about the child in her stomach, their world was only her and him, he could force her, use various methods to force her to bear and love him...

But he can't!

He closed his eyes.

Everything can be forced, but emotions cannot.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a touch of loss in his eyes, especially obvious loss.

He got up slowly, stared at her for a long time, then took a step back, and whispered: "You are right, but Wen Yuan, do you know that you sentenced me to death, but with a suspended death sentence."

The expression in his eyes was almost sorrowful. It was an expression that was only tormented by feelings.

But Wen Yuan didn't want to experience it anymore.

After experiencing life and death, she looked down on her, she didn't want to be a woman who loved others anymore, she wanted to be herself.

Ye Mubai went to the study, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the study and smoked.

In his heart, in fact, it was particularly clear that all Wen Yuan's actions were to say goodbye to him, to divorce him, and to make a clear distinction.

He lowered his eyes and smiled dismal--

Let it go?

It used to be, but not anymore.

He remembered the pain in his heart when she was lying in the hospital. He never thought he would be in pain for Wen Yuan. In those days, he forgot about Lin Sisi's life and death and he even forgot to ask if he didn't care.

What he cares about is whether Wen Yuan will wake up, and whether she will forgive him.

He stood smoking, thinking about her uncomfortable expression by pulling his sleeves early that morning.

He thought, how desperate Wen Yuan was at that time, now he can't forgive him!

Ye Mubai looked at the gentle Xixue, thinking a lot, and later, he stopped forcing her.

They resumed their previous lives, which was what she wanted...not lukewarm, he was kind to her unilaterally, and she was always cold, but she wouldn’t show him her face. This is actually a kind of cold violence. , She silently rejected all his efforts.

From then on, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, and even if there was something, he solved it by himself instead of forcing her.

Wen Yuan knew it, she didn't say.

At night, she slept sideways, and it was almost 11 o'clock when Ye Mubai came back from the study. He deliberately waited for her to fall asleep and then came back, lest she could not fall asleep in his arms.

He knew she didn't want him to hold her, but even if she didn't want to, even if they were completely nameless, he still wanted to hold her.

He thought that one day she would change her mind, one day.

When Ye Mubai took a shower in the guest room and came in gently, Wen Yuan was already asleep, the bedside lamp was on, and she had a prenatal education book on her hand.

He walked over, held it up and looked at it silently for a while.

No matter how their relationship is, there is no way to wipe her out of being a good mother. Not only does she want to miss Nan, she also loves the child in her belly. Just like his elder brother said, Wen Yuan is a good woman.

He watched silently, then pursed his lips, and put the book on the bedside table beside him. He lay behind her, and his fingers touched her abdomen silently.

This is his nightly entertainment. The child is about seven months old and can move and can feel him.