Chapter 280 Ye Yifan's Anger ([-])
Last night, Ye Yifan was like a lonely boat struggling and rolling in the ocean of anger...

The faint morning light spilled in through the heavy fog.

Qiu Ying, who was sleeping softly, occasionally let out inadvertent moaning sounds, which eased his mood a little, but the uneasiness in his heart couldn't dissipate no matter what.

Why did this stupid woman give Che Lihan money?
Was he cheated again?Or is there no more love for him?
If it's the former, in his case, nothing that money can solve is nothing!

If it's the latter, what the hell does she think of herself as?

This thought made his heart suddenly tighten, and he lost the ability to breathe in an instant.

He closed his eyes, his jawline tightened, and he didn't dare to think any further...

"morning."

Hearing her voice, he opened his eyes instantly.

She looked at him with a slight smile, and her almond-shaped eyes were as tender as water.

Looking at each other, she frowned, touched the center of his brows with soft and boneless fingertips, and rubbed: "Why are your eyes so red? Didn't sleep well last night?" Her voice was nervous and worried.

He held her hand that pressed the center of his eyebrows, put it on his lips and kissed: "Well, thinking that you are my wife today, I have insomnia."

She lowered her eyes, trying to get into his arms, only to find that he was outside the quilt: "Why don't you cover yourself with the quilt?"

"I can only watch but can't eat, I feel uncomfortable, come out to get some air." He pretended to have a loveless expression again.

Her face was flushed again, and her whole body and face were turned sideways, revealing her little pink ears.

He resisted the urge to bite her earlobe, and pulled her over to face him. He lowered his eyes and stared at her pouting lips: "Aying, kiss me."

He knew that she would lower her eyes shyly, and then had to lean closer. Her kiss had always been reserved, but it was enough to stir up those cells in his body that were ready to move...

After a kiss and lingering, he quickly returned to sobriety and reality.

"It seems that your cell phone rang last night." He said tentatively.

"Oh." She reached for the phone, and his eyes followed closely.

When she saw the message, she instantly turned off the phone screen.

His heart shuddered, she was guilty!
She frowned, then took a deep breath.

"What's wrong? Who's calling?" He continued to probe.

She frowned even tighter, and pulled her lips lightly: "It's Che Lihan."

There was some warmth in his heart, and she didn't intend to hide it. She might have just had an instinctive reaction, not a guilty conscience.

She frowned and pursed her lips, staring at him intently, and cautiously said, "Ye Yifan, don't be angry, just listen to me slowly."

After a night of self-massage, all he wants now is her explanation, an explanation he can accept: "You say."

"I saw him in the hospital last night, and I heard him call everywhere to borrow money for his mother's medical treatment. My heart softened, so I transferred 10 yuan to him."

His eyes suddenly tightened, suppressing his anger and volume: "He and his mother treated you like this before, why did you transfer money to him?"

"My mind was empty at the time. I didn't think about the past. I just felt very sympathetic to him, and everything was irrelevant in front of life. This was my true thought at the time."

Well, her explanation is sound and logical.

He had already thought about it before she woke up, he finally walked from behind her to her, and he didn't want to go back to the days when he could only watch her back from a distance, even if he was lying to him, as long as she was willing to He cheated so hard, he could accept it.

 This is the first time to write an article from a male perspective, regardless of good or bad, I hope you can give me more valuable opinions...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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