lcionline Chapter 380 I just want to see her smile
Chapter 380 I just want to see her smile
Chapter 380 I just want to see her smile
"Yi Rou, was it you who asked the young master to call us back?"
After dinner, while Yan Ye was away, Zhang Qier secretly went over to ask Yue Yirou.
They dared not ask Yan Ye the reason, but recalling what Yue Yirou had asked on the phone the night before, they guessed that Yue Yirou knew Lu Tingyun was in Singapore and begged Yan Ye to let him go.
Otherwise, given Yan Ye's personality, how could he possibly let Lu Tingyun go?
During this period, he was even more proactive than the police in investigating Lu Tingyun's whereabouts.
Yue Yirou nodded: "I begged him to let Lu Tingyun go. Qi'er, do you think I did the right thing?"
Although Yan Ye agreed, she felt quite sorry for him, but thankfully he didn't overthink things.
"I don't know if this is right or wrong, but if it were me, I wouldn't do that. Even though he's someone I used to love, I don't love him anymore. I wouldn't care if he lives or dies, and I certainly wouldn't beg anyone to let him go."
She still hates the person who hurt her to this day.
Yue Yirou lowered her eyes, her guilt towards Yan Ye deepening.
She really shouldn't have asked Yan Ye for something like this, but she really couldn't bear to watch him and Lu Tingyun fight each other.
She wasn't as carefree as Zhang Qier. Even if she no longer loved someone she had loved, she couldn't pretend she had never known them.
Moreover, Lu Tingyun is now treating her...
Ugh……
Yue Yirou couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She wanted to love only one person in her life, but fate arranged for her to meet her true love only after loving Lu Tingyun.
But ironically, after she stopped loving Lu Tingyun, Lu Tingyun fell in love with her again and relentlessly pursued her.
She wanted to let go, but she found that even if she no longer loved him, she couldn't completely let go.
After talking with Zhang Qier, when she returned to her room, she saw Yan Ye sitting on the edge of the bed, his head down, staring at the wedding ring on his left ring finger, exuding a faint sense of loneliness and sadness.
He agreed to her request, but deep down he was upset.
Yan Ye noticed Yue Yirou standing at the door, quickly raised his head, dispelled his dejected aura, and smiled at her.
His forbearance made Yue Yirou feel very sorry for him and even more guilty.
She would rather Yan Ye lash out at her like before, yelling and cursing at her, than feel guilty like she does now.
Yue Yirou sat down next to Yan Ye and said guiltily, "Yan Ye, I'm sorry."
"What are you saying?" Yan Ye gently rubbed her head. "Don't say that. You haven't done anything to wrong me, so why are you saying sorry?"
"I know you're unhappy..."
"Anyone would feel a little unhappy in that situation, isn't that human nature? Don't worry, I wasn't overthinking anything, I was just a little unhappy. But now that I see you, that little bit of unhappiness has disappeared." Yan Ye held Yue Yirou's hand in his palm. "Yirou, as long as you're happy, I'm happy."
He meant it. Her happiness made him happy. All he wanted to do right now was see her smile.
"Yan Ye..."
"Smile for me."
"..."
His behavior broke her heart; how could she possibly smile?
Yue Yirou couldn't smile. She just stared blankly at the man in front of her. For a moment, she wanted to say, "Fine, I won't ask you to let Lu Tingyun go. Do whatever you want."
It was indeed wrong and unwise of her to beg him to let Lu Tingyun go.
"Smile, or I'll cry."
"..."
Still laughing? He's like this, it almost makes her cry with heartache.
"Yan Ye, pretend I never said those words of begging you to let Lu Tingyun go..."
“I’m fine, really fine. Yi Rou, I understand you. You’re begging me to let Lu Tingyun go because you’re not a heartless woman, and that’s true. Don’t feel guilty or guilty. I won’t allow you to do that.”
"Yan Ye..."
Seeing that Yue Yirou was about to cry, Yan Ye lowered his head and covered her mouth.
He only wanted to see her smile, and he really didn't want to see her cry, especially when she was pregnant.
Only when he felt that Yue Yirou's emotions had stabilized did Yan Ye let go of her: "Keep a happy mood, don't be worried, and don't cry all the time."
"Mmm." Yue Yirou nodded, then buried her rosy cheeks in his chest.
For the rest of the time, Yue Yirou did not go out. After meals, she would take a walk in the yard, mostly accompanied by Yan Ye.
Yan Ye didn't go out either; he either stayed with Yue Yirou or worked in his study.
That day, Yan Ye was having a video conference in his study when Aunt Wu suddenly burst in, looking flustered. Seeing Aunt Wu like this, Yan Ye immediately interrupted the meeting.
"Aunt Wu, what happened? Is Yi Rou about to give birth?" His intuition told him it was about Yue Yi Rou, otherwise Aunt Wu wouldn't have barged in to find him while he was working.
Aunt Wu gasped, "No, she's not going into labor, she's twisted her ankle, the young mistress has twisted her ankle."
Upon hearing that Yue Yirou had twisted her ankle, Yan Ye rushed outside.
"How did you twist your ankle?"
As Yan Ye walked downstairs, he asked Aunt Wu, who was following behind him.
"Qi'er and I were taking a walk with the young mistress in the courtyard when, for some reason, she suddenly started running and accidentally twisted her ankle."
Yan Ye stopped and turned around, asking, "Before Yi Rou ran away, did she stare at a certain spot for a moment?"
Aunt Wu recalled for a moment and nodded, "Yes, at that time the young mistress suddenly stopped and stared at the outside of the fence. I was just about to ask her what was wrong when she ran away, looking a little anxious."
Yan Ye pondered for a moment, then continued walking downstairs.
When he and Aunt Wu came downstairs, Zhang Qier was carrying Yue Yirou in from outside.
"I'll do it." Yan Ye walked over quickly, took Yue Yirou from Zhang Qier's arms, and gently put her down on the sofa.
After crouching down to examine Yue Yirou's injuries, he said to Aunt Wu, "Aunt Wu, go get some ice and a towel."
"Okay, Master."
Aunt Wu turned and left, and soon returned with a bucket of ice and several towels.
Yan Ye wrapped several ice cubes in a towel, then gently placed Yue Yirou's sprained foot on his lap to help her apply the ice.
He looked so nervous and distressed, as if he wished he could take the blame for her.
After exchanging a glance, Aunt Wu and Zhang Qi'er tactfully stepped aside.
They're no longer needed now, and staying here would only hinder their affectionate relationship.
"Does it hurt a lot?" Yan Ye looked up at Yue Yirou, his eyes filled with heartache.
Yue Yirou had kept her head down ever since she saw Yan Ye come downstairs.
She thought Yan Ye would scold her, but he didn't.
She thought he would scold her for twisting her ankle, but he didn't.
When she twisted her ankle, the first thing he said was to ask her if it hurt.