"Sir, Yue feels that you have done nothing wrong, only you can protect Miss Hao and prevent her from being harmed, and you will love her for the rest of your life and be good to her."

I don't dare to say anything else, but he can guarantee one thing: Mr. will think about Miss first in everything, no matter what happens, he will never use and hurt Miss, and he will always hurt her.

"But she looks sad......"

"Sir, maybe Miss can't put it all down for a while, but as long as you keep being good to her, you will definitely be able to impress her."

"Let's go down first." Ye Hao waved his hand, sat by the window, looked at the distant sky, and fell into boundless silence.

In the past, he always stubbornly believed that only he would not hurt Han Yingying, only he could always be good to Han Yingying, and only he could give Han Yingying happiness.

Although this thought remains the same now, now, he is becoming more and more hesitant day by day.

Is it really good to take her away?

This question always jumped into his mind unexpectedly, haunted him, and repeatedly disturbed his calm and self-confidence.

Little by little, the sun gradually recedes below the sea level, leaving an afterglow on the horizon, reflecting the horizon in red, so blazing and so unrestrained red.

In the West, it is a symbol of blood.

In the East, however, it is a fiery and unrestrained color, with all kinds of unyielding and tenacity.

The night watched quietly as the sky grew redder, redder to the extreme, the color became lighter and lighter, and the light became darker and darker, until it was completely enveloped in night.

The lights of thousands of homes are lit up, dyeing the world again with color and light, but it is never as warm and warm as the sun.

Can his light really give Han Yingying warmth?

"Sir, have you slept?" The butler stood outside the door, looked at the darkness inside the door, and asked hesitantly.

The gentleman didn't go out all afternoon, and he didn't turn on the lights at this meeting, could it be that he fell asleep?

"Come in." Ye Hao Fan still sat by the window, his voice calm.

The housekeeper pushed the door in, turned on the light, and saw Ye Hao subconsciously reaching out to block the light, which showed that he had been sitting by the window like this.

For a while, he was a little worried: "Sir......"

Sir has never done such a time-wasting thing before, what's wrong with today? I didn't do anything, and sat quietly all afternoon.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you alright?"

"It's fine."

The housekeeper wanted to ask again, but he didn't know what to ask, so he could only give up and respectfully say, "Sir, dinner is ready, please dine." ”

"Hmm." Ye Hao got up, moved his body that had been sitting for too long and was a little stiff, and started and left gracefully.

When she arrived at the restaurant, Han Yingying was already sitting at the table waiting, and when she saw him, she smiled faintly.

The night was in a trance.

Although the two of them only dined quietly, and neither of them spoke, Ye Hao felt that the atmosphere was wonderful and indescribable, as beautiful as all the masters described in ink.

The aroma of foie gras and red wine wafts through the air, and it seems to have a touch of romance and warmth.

For the first time, Ye Haofan realized that eating was such a happy thing.

wanted to talk to Han Yingying, but the moment she looked up, she saw a crystal drop of water falling into the red wine, causing faint ripples.

And Han Yingying lowered her head, looked at the wine glass for a long time, and then raised her head and drank it all.

Ye Haofan suddenly felt a suffocating sensation in his chest.

As if sensing the vast gaze of the night, Han Yingying raised her head, smiled at him slightly, and then lowered her head to eat, as if everything just now was just his illusion.

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