Ye Baiwei smiled shyly, leaned on Zhou Yan's chest, rubbed her sleepy eyes that were about to open, and muttered vaguely, "I'll sleep for a while, don't you make a noise for me......"

Before he could finish speaking, the man had fallen into a deep sleep.

Zhou Yan looked at her with a wry smile for a while, his slender fingers gently stroked a few messy strands of hair on her face, and his eyes were so doting and gentle.

Adjusting the woman in his arms to a comfortable angle, Zhou Yan hugged her and took a nap with her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the man was completely awake, and he turned his head to look at the clock on the wall, it was already eight o'clock. Seeing that the woman in her arms was sleeping quietly and softly, her face was flushed, and it was clear that she was sleeping fragrantly.

Not wanting to wake her up, Zhou Yan gently pulled away from her, gently covered her with the quilt, and then imprinted a kiss on her head.

Ye Baiwei seemed to notice that there was something unusual around her, but she still didn't wake up from her slumber, she just pouted and called out unconsciously, "Husband~"

The voice was sweet like a little milk cat, Zhou Yan heard it at first glance, and only felt that his heart of love was broken.

I was tired of being by her side for a while, but because I didn't want to wake her up to sleep, Zhou Yan stole a few fragrant kisses and was also careful, and it took a long time before leaving the bedroom lightly.

After breakfast, I put Ye Baiwei's share in the microwave and warmed it before going to work.

Ye Baiwei woke up again, it was almost ten o'clock. She had slept enough at this time, although her body was still sore, but her spirit was very good, the sunlight outside had shone into the house through the tulle curtains, and the whole bedroom was bright, Ye Baiwei didn't want to waste all her good time on the bed, so she got up and ate breakfast.

Seeing that the weather was good, she simply carried the quilt to the balcony to dry it. In the past, when the weather was good, my mother always liked to take the quilt out to dry. Saying that this can not only kill bacteria and remove moisture, but also has the fragrance of sunlight on the quilt, and it will be particularly sweet to sleep under the cover at night.

When Ye Baiwei went out with the quilt, she accidentally saw the calendar on the wall, and suddenly realized that there was still half a month to go before the New Year!

Ye Baiwei was shocked, remembering that at home before, the smell of the New Year was always very strong. Now that her parents are not around, she almost forgets!

After carefully thinking about the preparations that had to be made before the Chinese New Year, Ye Baiwei looked around and decided to clean up.

The idea is good, but it is very difficult to actually put it into practice. First of all, Ye Baiwei's physical condition today is not suitable for labor.

But Ye Baiwei was not discouraged, she found a notepad, walked back and forth in the big house, and wrote down what needed to be sprinkled and cleaned when she saw it, and wrote down the things that needed to be cleaned up, and then cleaned it when she was better.

All the rooms were cleaned up, and Ye Baiwei came to the study.

In fact, this is a place that is usually used a lot, and it is clean and tidy and does not need to be cleaned. Besides, most of them were some books that Zhou Yan read, and there were some trophies or something, Ye Baiwei thought about turning around, but she didn't expect that she really found a dead end.

There are a few books on the top of the bookshelf, probably because they are not usually needed and too high, and the aunts who come to clean every week have also neglected this position, and a thin layer of dust has fallen on them.

Ye Baiwei stood on tiptoe and squinted her eyes for a while, and found that it was a few philosophy books, which were indeed read by Zhou Yan. It's just that the books Zhou Yan reads are neatly arranged on a few floors slightly lower, how could he run to the top?

This work is not heavy, Ye Baiwei dragged a chair and stepped on the bookshelf to take down the bookshelf.

As soon as she picked it up, the dust on the cover of the book fell down, choking Ye Baiwei coughed, and when she got off the chair, the towel wiped the dust off the book, and then took it in her hand and patted it, patting the dust between the pages.

With a flick of the beat, a thin piece of paper fell out of the book.

Ye Baiwei only thought it was a bookmark or something, so she bent down and picked it up.

It's not a bookmark, it's a photo. What Ye Baiwei saw was the back, a line of delicate pen handwriting on it, which was a little blurry because of too much time. However, if you look closely, you can still make it faintly recognizable:

The most beautiful nineteen-year-old was given to Ah Yan Zhencun.

It's clearly a woman's handwriting.

Ye Baiwei's heart jumped, and she almost guessed that the owner of this photo was probably the woman before Zhou Yan as expected.

Cao Xueyao?

Such a name came to Ye Baiwei's heart. Since Yang Yicheng told her last night that Cao Xueyao and Zhou Yan almost became husband and wife, and she was Cao Ling's own sister, Ye Baiwei thought that the woman before Zhou Yan was Cao Xueyao.

But in hindsight, it shouldn't have been her.

Zhou Yan had been emotionally disturbed because of this woman before, and stood on the balcony in the middle of the night and blew the cold wind for a long time, and he was still so painful and entangled when facing himself, which shows that that woman has a certain place in his heart, at least, he once really loved her.

But for Cao Ling, Zhou Yan personally said "He doesn't look down on her", and when he talked about her, he didn't have that kind of emotion.

In this way, Ye Baiwei became more curious about the woman before Zhou Yan.

At this time, holding a photo that clearly belonged to that woman, Ye Baiwei's heart couldn't help but be a little excited.

She is finally going to meet this woman, this woman who has a place in Zhou Yan's heart, and it seems that she still retains a special position!

Ye Baiwei was jealous of her, but she was more curious.

After all, no matter what kind of past she had with Zhou Yan before, even now she still has a place in Zhou Yan's heart. But the past is the past, since Zhou Yan married himself, it means that he has walked out of the past.

She Ye Baiwei is Zhou Yan's wife.

Therefore, in the face of a Zhou Yan's ex-girlfriend, Zhou Yan can't even look down on a peerless beauty like Cao Xueyao, but a woman who has left her a place in her heart, Ye Baiwei can't help but be curious.

It's just that......

With this photo, as long as she turns around, she can see the true face of this woman, but Ye Baiwei hesitated.

The night she found out that Zhou Yan had other women in her heart before, she clearly felt that Zhou Yan was not willing to tell her about his past, and he was not ready to confess completely in front of her, although they never mentioned it as if they had forgotten these days, but Ye Baiwei knew that it was just that they deliberately avoided this topic from each other.

So this photo ...... Should she watch it until Zhou Yan agrees?