Flash Marriage and Mysterious Hubby-Chapter 89 Im Going to Take a Bath

"No, what can happen to me!" Ye Xi immediately replied with his eyes wide open.

"Really?" Xu Qiu stared at her bright eyes, trying to see through her, but he couldn't.

Ye Xi laughed and nodded, then nestled into her embrace, "Mom, you're too nervous."

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After eating di

er at the Ye Family's residence, Ye Xi reluctantly left the Ye Family with Huo Yaoting.

As he sat in the car on the way back, Ye Xi gloomily bowed his head.

When she saw her mother today, she suddenly felt a lingering fear. If something really happened to him that day, what would happen to her mother?

The lingering fear and strong attachment in her heart was the reason why she was so attached to her mother and husband. If it wasn't for someone, she wouldn't have wanted to be separated from her mother and husband tonight.

The corner of his eyes slanted towards the silent man. Ye Xi slightly raised his eyebrows, remembered the words of his mother, and seeing his serious expression, he couldn't help but be a little worried. Was it really because he was ignored by her?

Thinking of this.

Ye Xi slightly straightened his body, and gently stroked his hand as he reached out towards her. Before he even touched her, the man had already glanced at her.

Ye Xi felt it and immediately retracted his hand in shock. He looked at Yue Yang carefully with wide eyes.

Huo Yaoting looked at the little girl's shocked expression, then pulled out a hand from the steering wheel and handed it to her.

"?" Ye Xi looked at the hand that suddenly reached out, and blinked his eyes, his meaning was, for her to place her hand on his palm?

With a sweet feeling in his heart, he obediently put his small hand on his thick palm.

As soon as he landed, he tightly held her hand. f𝑟𝑒ewe𝚋𝚗૦𝐯e𝘭.c𝗼𝓂

The coldness in his hands quickly disappeared and was replaced by the warmth from his palms.

Ye Xi looked at the hand that was being held by him, and could not help but chuckle, his eyebrows arched as he said mischievously, "Your hand is so warm, you must always hold onto me."

"Don't worry. Even if you want me to let go, I will not let go. Forever ?" As Huo Yaoting said this, he tilted his head and looked at her with his double pupil, "I'm not letting go!"

At this moment, when the Ye Xi heard him say such words, all that was left was his heart brimming with joy and sweetness, as well as a little bit of ? Happiness.

What she didn't expect was that one day she would hear him say this again and feel cold and desperate.

The Aunt Wu also left after Ye Xi and Huo Yaoting. At this moment, in the apartment, other than the half closed door of the study which revealed traces of light, it was completely dark.

Xu Qiu was standing in front of the desk with a wooden box in front of her. She reached out to open the wooden box with her hands, trembling slightly, to the point that she was unable to open it a few times.

Finally, she took a deep breath and opened the wooden box. In one breath, she grabbed the painting scroll from inside.

When she opened the painting, her movements suddenly slowed down.

She carefully placed the painting scroll on the desk and used her fingertip to grasp the painting scroll, opening it bit by bit.

The painting scroll was completely opened, and upon seeing the two words that were imprinted on the seal, Xu Qiu immediately broke down into tears!

Her pale face was puckered in pain.

In the quiet room.

After a long while, her heavy, sorrowful, and extremely regretful voice rang out, "Dad, I'm really sorry ?" "I regret it so much!

All her life, she had been regretting the fact that she had fallen in love with a man who had made use of her in such a way that he had killed her brother and mother.

She hated that man, and that hatred had been etched into her bones and fused into her blood.

She also hated herself for not being able to kill him with a single stab and even ?

In pain, Xu Qiu held onto the painting, and the faint sound of her choking could be heard. She stayed in the study room for a long time.