Wife in a flash marriage: Mr. President, please divorce

Chapter 524 Sleeping on the Sofa

Du Hongxue suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Le Yan'er's chin forcefully, forcing her to look up at him.

Le Yan'er frowned fiercely, trying to struggle, but she stopped her.

Seeing her current appearance, Du Hongxue couldn't help sneering: "Little San? Are you the one? I met him first, and he and I are about to get engaged. If it weren't for the fact that I was kidnapped by Ye Anjue, we would be married to him now." I should be the one to get married, not you! You took my things with a shy face and refused to return them, and you even put on a high-ranking attitude! Who are you pretending to be!"

"Your heart must be very painful. Do you know how much my heart hurt when I saw your love and he rejected me because of you? And that Lin Donglu almost killed me because of you. I will slowly settle the bill on your head. Le Yaner, when you divorce him, you will be nothing. When the time comes, crushing you to death will be as simple as crushing an ant! Just wait Bar!"

Le Yan'er pulled Du Hongxue's hand away forcefully with her hand, and slightly raised the corner of her mouth, showing a smile, and said, "Okay, I'll wait, I'll wait for you to kill me!"

Du Hongxue choked on her, and his expression turned ugly for an instant.

"Okay, let's see how long you can be arrogant!"

Du Hongxue wiped his hands, then cast a contemptuous glance, then turned and left.

That back view is the gesture of a winner.

Le Yan'er looked at it, feeling a little dazzling.

She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths before she felt less uncomfortable.

She rubbed her stomach, this is the source of all her courage, she will not give up easily!
However, she still felt very cold...

She watched the second hand go round and round, then the minute hand, and finally... it was eleven o'clock.

For the sake of the baby, she should go to bed earlier, but... still want to wait for him to come back, the same as before.

Finally, it was 11:30.

Ye Tingchen opened the door and came in, and saw Le Yan'er huddled up on the sofa, leaning on the armrest, hugging himself tightly, like an insecure kitten.

That thin figure made his heart twitch fiercely.

Didn't he ask Yan Lao to tell her that he will be back very late?Why is she so stupid, still waiting, damn it!
He took three steps at a time, came to the front of the sofa, and took off his coat on her body. This action made Le Yan'er, who was originally a light sleeper, slowly wake up and opened his eyes.

"Ye Tingchen?"

"Didn't I tell you to leave here? Why are you still here?" He resisted the pain, his words were cold and terrifying.

Le Yan'er didn't seem to hear, she just reached out her small hand and grabbed his sleeve, shook it lightly, and asked with a smile: "I must be hungry when I come back so late, shall I make tomato egg noodles for you? Do you still remember, the first time I cooked for you, I did this."

"I said I can't remember anything, you don't need to make futile efforts anymore." He said coldly, but his palms were slowly clenched into fists, with such force that the veins bulged.

Le Yan'er heard the words, and smiled softly: "But... what if I try hard and you really remember? If I don't do anything and just let go, I will blame myself. Don't you remember It's okay, let me tell you, just keep it in your heart, in case you have an impression."

"you……"

Ye Tingchen really didn't know whether to call her stupid or naive, how could she say it with a smile when she was heartbroken?
He swallowed all the hurtful words, afraid that when he said them, he would burn himself and her.

He pursed his lips tightly, forming a line coldly, looking extremely horrifying.

However, he carefully picked her up horizontally and put her in his arms.

Le Yan'er's heart trembled suddenly, and she said excitedly: "You remember?"

"I just don't want to listen to your nonsense anymore, so I hurried you back to your room. Although I want to divorce you, I'm still a man. A husband is not allowed to see his wife and suffer from the cold outside."

It is already October now, she is wearing cotton pajamas, like a child, her hands and feet are outside, just now when he was covering her clothes, she touched it, and found it extremely cold.

When Le Yan'er heard this, her heart that had just been jumping for joy returned to calm in an instant.

It turned out that it was just a gentleman.

But, it's a good start, isn't it?

She consoled herself.

Le Yan'er saw that he was about to carry her upstairs, she quickly stopped: "Go to the kitchen, go to the kitchen, I want to cook you something to eat, while you are away, I am not only good at tomato and egg noodles, I I also learned a lot of delicious food!"

"I'm not hungry."

"But I'm hungry!"

She looked at him pitifully, clutching his clothes nervously with her little hands, she could feel the warmth of his skin through the shirt...

Ye Tingchen: "..."

She continued to blink and look at him, as pitiful as she could be: "As a husband, he shouldn't see his wife go hungry, right? You are the big president, so you shouldn't even be strict with me, right? "

In the end, Ye Tingchen let out a sigh of relief, obviously becoming very helpless: "I'll take you back to your room first, and I'll come down later to see what to eat in the kitchen."

"You want to feed it to me?" Le Yan'er asked excitedly.

"Don't think too much, there should be cooked food in the kitchen."

When Le Yan'er heard this, she curled her lips in disappointment.

Well, well, even though he didn't do the cooking himself, he was the one who made the trip in person anyway. You have to take your time in everything, and you can't rush for success!

At least now, he is no longer indifferent to her, which is gratifying.

Ye Tingchen carried Le Yan'er to the second floor, and was about to find a well-packed guest room and carry her in. Le Yan'er suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck vigilantly, and asked with a look of fear: " What are you going to do?"

Ye Tingchen's tone was natural: "Send you back to your room."

"Where is my room!" Le Yan'er pouted, looking towards the master bedroom.

Ye Tingchen looked at the closed door of the master bedroom and frowned fiercely.

He looked down at Le Yaner with displeasure, and said, "Don't push yourself."

"I don't care, I accept the bed, I only sleep in that room. If you don't sleep for me, I will make a noise in the middle of the night, making it hard for everyone to sleep. You know that Mr. Yan doesn't sleep well at night, you don't want me to make noise Him?"

She said with a serious face, with a look of lingering.

Ye Tingchen's face was gloomy, but his heart was soft and messy.

This silly girl, really... there is nothing to do with her.

He narrowed his eyes, held back his smile, and said lightly, "You sleep on the sofa at night."

"What? Sofa? Did you make a mistake? What about your gentleman's etiquette?" Le Yaner's eyes widened.

The master bedroom did have a big and soft sofa, which was wider than a single bed, but she had never slept on a sofa since she lived in the villa!

(End of this chapter)