After finishing the painting, He Xiyan turned off the headlights in the room, she walked to the bed again, lifted the quilt, and then carefully lay down beside Yuanyuan.

"Baby, I'm sorry!" He Xiyan said softly that I'm sorry, if there is anyone she is sorry for in this life, it is her child, she gave birth to Yuanyuan, but she didn't give Yuanyuan a complete home, Yuanyuan is now with Mo Yixuan, but it is impossible for her to return to that man.

"Baby, I hope you don't blame your mother when you grow up." He Xiyan said again, his voice revealing a kind of hoarseness and distress.

Yuan Yuan is still very young, but she understands that the child will grow up one day, and one day he will know everything. At that time, she didn't know what fate would think, and she didn't know if the child would still be close to her when she grew up, or if the child would hate herself.

But that's all she can do now.

The door of the room was pushed open at some point, and the man who came in was dusty, and there were some crystal snowflakes on his body.

Ye Hao took off his coat, shook it vigorously, and hung it on the hanger.

He looked at the side of the bed and found that his wife had already slept, and there was a small body lying on the bed. The child came again, and every Friday, the child slept in their big bed.

He didn't speak, even the footsteps were soft, and after finding his clothes, he went to the bathroom and washed in it for about ten minutes before he came out.

And when he came out, he found that his wife had woken up and was sitting against the head of the bed, as if waiting for him.

"Yan Yan ......" Ye Hao walked over slowly, lifted the quilt, sat down beside his wife, and then stretched out his hand to hug her narrow shoulders tightly. She's lost a little weight, and she doesn't seem to have any flesh on her shoulders.

He Xiyan replied softly, and half of her body leaned into the man's arms, a warm embrace that she had become accustomed to.

In this life, they are fortunate to be married and will stay together for the rest of their lives.

At this time, she suddenly had an idea that it would be good if she had met Ye Hao earlier, so that she would not have a marriage with Mo Yixuan, and it would not cause her fate to be unable to grow up in a healthy family.

"Have you been tired lately?" He Xiyan asked in a low voice, looking at him distressed with a pair of watery eyes, and also saw the faint redness in his eyes.

He came back late these days, at least after 10 o'clock, and many times she didn't even know what time she would come back.

Ye Hao raised the corners of his lips slightly, patted her shoulder gently, and said, "Fortunately, now at the end of the year, it's almost a holiday, so there are more things." ”

"You? Are you still comfortable with that company? If you feel tired, don't go. Ye Hao lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

It doesn't matter if he is tired, a man should go out to earn money to support his family, but he doesn't want her to feel tired, he just wants his loved one to live easily and without pressure.

He Xiyan shook his head slightly, and then put his hand on his broad palm, a warmth passed through the tips of the two fingers, "I'm not tired......" She smiled faintly at him.

Ye Hao held her slender fingers tightly, he looked at her, and then at the child who was sleeping soundly on the side.

"The Mo family didn't make things difficult for you, right?" Ye Hao knew that Mo Yixuan's mother had always been very opposed to Yan Yan taking the child here.