Deeply in Love: The Two-Faced CEO is Too Clingy

Chapter 250 Cherish This Love

Chapter 250 Cherish This Love

"Yan Ye, Xingye Pavilion is your home. Let whoever you want move in, I don't care anymore."

Forget it, since he doesn't care what kind of impact Mu Xuan's moving in will have on their marriage, what's the point of her caring?

It is said that fate is in our own hands, but sometimes, we feel helpless and powerless.

Yue Yirou removed Yan Ye's arm from her waist, stood up, walked to the door, opened the door, and went out.

The instant her figure disappeared through the doorway, Yan Ye reached out and grabbed a pillow, smashing it hard against the floor before covering his face in anguish.

Upon returning to Starry Night Pavilion, Mu Xuan, in her capacity as Yan Ye's secretary, requested to ride in the same car as Yan Ye. Yan Ye neither nodded nor objected.

Seeing this, Xue Tao wanted to get into another car and give up the passenger seat for Mu Xuan, but Mu Xuan refused to sit in the passenger seat and insisted on sitting in the back with Yan Yeyue and Yi Rou.

"The back seat is very spacious; three people can sit comfortably without any problem. Don't you think so, Yirou?"

Mu Xuan looked at Yue Yirou, but Yue Yirou had already gotten into the car and ignored her, turning her face to the car window.

Mu Xuan didn't mind, got into the car, and sat down next to Yan Ye.

As soon as she sat down, Yan Ye frowned almost imperceptibly, and at the same time subconsciously moved his buttocks closer to Yue Yirou.

These actions were all subconscious, but that wasn't his intention.

Realizing that his actions were not intentional, Yan Ye stopped frowning and shifting his position, sitting lazily and suppressing the urge to kick Mu Xuan away.

Xue Tao sighed, got into the passenger seat, and told the driver to start the car.

For a moment, Yue Yirou really wanted to open the car door and get into another car, but in the end she held back.

After all, this is in front of a five-star hotel, and there are bound to be a lot of media lying in wait around. They might already be being watched, and their every move could become tomorrow's headline news. It's best to just keep quiet.

During the two-hour drive, Mu Xuan kept asking Yan Ye questions about business, just like a studious student meeting a teacher.

Yan Ye was like a teacher, patiently and tirelessly answering all her questions.

The two got so engrossed in their conversation that they seemed to have forgotten there were other people in the car.

Xue Tao couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror and saw that Yue Yirou's face had darkened. He couldn't help but feel a pang of worry for Yan Ye.

Finally, I couldn't help but cough.

"Cough, cough..."

One sound, two sounds, but Yan Ye and Mu Xuan didn't pay any attention.

"Cough cough..."

Yan Ye noticed the cough on the third cough and couldn't help but frown.

Mu Xuan asked somewhat displeasedly, "Butler Xue, what's wrong? Is your throat sore?"

"I'm feeling a bit unwell, cough cough." Xue Tao coughed twice more.

Yan Ye understood Xue Tao's meaning. He coughed lightly twice, then turned to Yue Yirou, who was sitting on his other side, and said, "Yirou, Mu Xuan came to learn from me and got a little carried away while we were chatting. Please don't mind."

Don't mind?

She wanted to ask him if he would mind if she chatted so intimately with other men.

However, she didn't ask, and just kept her face turned to the window.

She didn't want to talk, she really didn't want to talk.

However, some people are not willing to let her go.

"Yi Rou, don't be so petty. Ye was just teaching me how to do business, not flirting with me. Please don't be like this."

As Mu Xuan spoke, she even bent down and reached out to shake her hand.

There was still Yan Ye between her and Yue Yirou. She was practically pressed against Yan Ye, and it took a lot of willpower for Yan Ye to barely suppress the urge to kick her away.

Unlike Yan Ye, Yue Yirou didn't hold back. The moment Mu Xuan's hand touched hers, she rudely shook it off.

"Yi Rou, do you have to be so angry?" Mu Xuan felt a little wronged. She withdrew her hand, but did not sit properly, still pressing herself against Yan Ye.

Yan Ye's stomach was already churning.

Yue Yirou glared at Mu Xuan fiercely: "Mu Xuan, don't you think you're being too hypocritical?"

"I'm being hypocritical?" Mu Xuan felt even more aggrieved, raising her face to Yan Ye and saying, "Ye, you be the judge, how could Yi Rou say I'm being hypocritical..."

"Ugh..." Her breath hit Yan Ye's nose, and he couldn't hold it in any longer and vomited.

Fortunately, he reached out and grabbed the trash can from under the seat in time, otherwise Mu Xuan would probably have fainted from anger.

When Yan Ye vomited, Mu Xuan was stunned for a moment. After realizing what was happening, she immediately left her seat and hid to the side, worried that he would vomit on her.

Yue Yirou initially didn't want to pay attention to Yan Ye, but seeing him vomiting so badly, she couldn't bear it in the end, so she turned around and gently patted his back.

Yan Ye hugged the trash can and vomited for a while before he calmed down.

She was initially very angry, but after Yan Ye vented his anger, Yue Yirou felt much less angry.

She remembered the time Yue Xintong came to Xingye Pavilion; he had also vomited badly that time.

At that time, she didn't know he loved her. She thought he was poisoned and that she could help him detoxify.

In the blink of an eye, several months have passed, and she has gone from hating him to falling completely in love with him.

She was pregnant with his child.

This relationship was truly hard-won.

Forget it, let's not dwell on it. As long as he still loves her, we won't care about anything else. We should cherish this love, this bond, and this marriage.

"Are you feeling better?" Yue Yirou looked at the man beside her, her eyes full of concern.

Yan Ye rinsed his mouth with mineral water and was now wiping the water stains off his lips with a tissue.

It's better now, but I still feel nauseous.

Yan Ye's gaze fell on Yue Yirou's two moist lips. After hesitating for a few seconds, he lowered his head and kissed her.

The nausea in his stomach gradually subsided as he kissed her.

Mu Xuan had already sat down again. At this moment, looking at the two people next to her who were completely ignoring her and passionately kissing, she was filled with jealousy and secretly clenched her fists.

Once Yan Ye started kissing her, he couldn't stop. Even though the nausea in his stomach had long since disappeared, he still couldn't bear to let go until Yue Yirou was out of breath and reached out to push his chest. Only then did Yan Ye reluctantly release her.

Yue Yirou covered her slightly swollen lips and leaned into Yan Ye's arms, ignoring the two angry flames of jealousy beside her. She breathed heavily and closed her eyes to rest.

Silence fell over the car. No one spoke. After a moment, Mu Xuan withdrew her resentful gaze and wanted to talk to Yan Ye, but this time, Yan Ye ignored her. He felt disgusted just looking at Mu Xuan. He could only hold Yue Yirou and turn his face to the window, refusing to look at her.

He suddenly felt like he was torturing himself.

Receiving no response, Mu Xuan had no choice but to shut up awkwardly, occasionally casting resentful and jealous glances at Yue Yirou.