Unfaithful CEO's Pretty Ex-wife

The mood of the two people, like the sky outside, has always been in a gloomy situation, unable to clear up.

For Lin Xue, it seems more guilt. If Lin Xue really jumped down from upstairs and died, they would feel guilty for a lifetime. This life will not be easy, after all, it owes a human life.

Two people face to face sitting at the table, since last night, because of Lin Xue's business, to now they have no time to sit down and have a meal.

Now it's nearly evening time, there are a lot of people in the restaurant, bustling.

However, Xia Ying's heart is not happy.

In fact, even if Lin Xue does not come to blame her, she is also quite self reproach. I regret that I didn't stop Li Zelin from doing it earlier, otherwise, this situation would not have been caused.

She pushed the juice cup in front of Xia Ying, and Yang Xichen gently opened her mouth: "Yingying, don't think so much, eat something."

Xia Ying did not answer, her eyes were a little dull. Her hands, holding a knife and fork, cut the steak in front of her, slowly.

Looking at her appearance, Yang Xichen of course knows what she thinks in her heart and sighs softly.

"Yingying, don't think too much. It's not your fault. You don't have to blame yourself too much. Yingying, eat more, otherwise, the baby in the stomach will not stand it. What's more, when I go back, I'll let Xiao Ming see you lose weight, and he'll be sad again. "

He would not believe them one by one and could not persuade her to eat.

Sure enough, after hearing what he said, Xia Ying regained her mind a little, raised her head and stared at him, her eyes flushed: "Xiaoming, I miss him."

"Now that you are like him, eat more and keep yourself well. Don't let him see you become thin and sad

He gently comforted her and pushed the caviar and Borsch Soup in the middle of the table to her side: "do you need anything else to eat?"

She gently shook her head and asked, "are we going back like this? Leave Lin Xue here alone? "

Yang Xichen slightly pondered: "you don't worry, I will send someone to take care of her, it will be OK."

"But..." She was still worried: "what if something else happens? Why don't we take her back with us? When the time comes, aunt Lin will take care of her, which will be reassuring. "

"That's good There's something wrong with leaving her here alone. "

They ate slowly, thinking of a variety of things in their hearts.

I don't know. I haven't seen that little guy for such a long time. How is he? Thin or fat? Tall or short?

Xia Ying only felt that she was burning with anxiety. She hoped to see her son as soon as possible, hold her son in her arms and have a good intimate relationship.

Since seeing Lin Xue, who has become crazy because of the loss of her children, she has become sentimental. She only hopes to be able to accompany her children all the time and watch them grow up peacefully and healthily.

The missing of Xia Ming is becoming more and more serious.

I really don't want to delay too long. I'm anxious to go back to see my son.

They decided to go home that night.

A helicopter and a special medical team were sent to carry Lin Xue, who was still in a coma, back home.

It was about midnight before everything was arranged properly. Originally, Yang Xichen is to send Xia Ying back to have a rest, but she insisted on seeing Lin Xue comfort into the hospital.

There is no way, Yang Xichen had to let her follow him all the way.

When I got home, everyone in the family had already fallen asleep, and the whole villa was quiet, without a sound.

As soon as she got home, Xia Ying couldn't wait to see her child. The more I get home, the more I miss you. Quietly push open the door of Xia Ming's bedroom. The little guy is sleeping soundly. He looks very cute.

There are small night lights, emitting a weak light, but enough to see the child's appearance.

Xia Ying carefully lies down on the bed, looking at the sleeping child's appearance carefully and conscientiously. She can't help but feel sour nose, red eyes and tears.

She bit her lips gently, and tried to restrain her feelings. She didn't let her cry out so as not to disturb the little guy's sleep.

The little guy in his sleep suddenly turned his body, and his small arm showed out.

Xia Ying stretched out her hand and pulled the corner of the quilt to cover the quilt for him.

"Mom..." The little guy in his sleep suddenly talks in a dream, which makes Xia Ying scared to death. He thinks that he has woken him up. He shrinks his hand back in a hurry.

I saw the little guy frowned tightly, and I didn't know what I dreamed of. Fortunately, I didn't wake up.

Xia Ying took a long breath, gently lowered her head, and printed a shallow kiss on the child's forehead.Yang Xichen, who had been standing behind her, suddenly opened his mouth, and his voice was soft: "Yingying, go to wash first and have a rest earlier."

Finally, with a deep look at her son, Xia Ying stood up and prepared to go out.

Yang Xichen gently holds her in case she falls.

Maybe it's because I'm back home. I feel so comfortable with everything. The dark cloud that oppresses in the heart, finally is gradually dispersed, exposed the sunny weather.

Lying in bed, Xia Ying did not immediately go to sleep. Yang Xichen is still in the bathroom to wash, has not had time to come out.

Embracing the quilt in her hand, she sends out a good smell of jasmine from the quilt, which makes her feel that the weariness all over her body disappears.

After a few minutes, Yang Xichen came out of the bathroom, his body, surrounded by a white bath towel, showing developed chest muscles and perfect Mermaid line.

In his other hand, with a towel, he was wiping his hair. There are drops of water on the hair, which drop to the chest, slide down the perfect muscle, and finally hide in the place where the bath towel is wrapped.

Xia Ying couldn't open her eyes and looked at the beautiful picture wantonly.

Maybe he noticed her hot eyes. Yang Xichen looked at her, smiling softly and vaguely: "what's the matter? Yingying, is it hard to stop feeling when you see her husband's body? "

Xia Ying's cheek slightly flushed, the mouth light scolds A: "don't want to face." Then he turned away and ignored him.

Yang Xichen wiped his hair with a dry towel and sat down beside the bed. He looked at Xia Ying's flushed cheek in a funny way. Mood, is this period of time, the best time.

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