Mr. Ye for the rest of his life, please advise

Chapter 532 What did you say?my wife?

Sure enough, there was a potted plant in front of her.

It turned out that this potted plant tripped her just now.

She blushed and glanced at Ye Fan, her heart was beating hard, and she stammered, "I...I..."

She felt a little annoyed.

After hearing Uncle Cao's words, she knew that she had no hope, and wanted to stop liking him.

But as soon as he appeared, she became so nervous that she couldn't even speak clearly.

When she thought that he had caught her just now, her heart beat wildly, as if it was not her own.

There was a slight blush on her face, she bit her lip, and lowered her head shyly.

The lower jaw was suddenly lifted, and the cold fingers lightly brushed across her skin, causing her to tremble.

He stared at her with focused eyes, his fingers slid onto her flushed cheeks, his brows frowned, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes, he stared at her for a moment, let go of his hand, and murmured in a low voice, "Why do The first time I see you, I will have a very familiar feeling."

His voice was very low, but Xia Ruowei could still hear him.

Huh?
How is this going?

Didn't Mr. Ye let her stay because she looked like his wife?

How could he say such inexplicable words again.

"Mr. Ye, do I...look like your wife?" She was really curious and couldn't help asking.

Ye Fan's face suddenly changed, his dark green eyes fixed on her and said, "What are you talking about? My wife?"

Xia Ruowei frowned, and said hesitantly, "Mr. Ye didn't keep me because I looked like Mrs. Young? Mr. Cao said that Mr. Ye brought many women back, including me, because we looked like Mrs. Young." Ma'am, that's why you stayed with us, and said that although you and the young lady had a misunderstanding and separated, the young lady will definitely come back to you in the future."

There was a buzzing sound in Ye Fan's mind, and he lowered his head to stare at her for a moment, his eyes were clearly rolling, but his face was still calm, "What else did he tell you?"

Xia Ruowei bit the corner of her lips, hesitated for a few seconds, and said slowly, "Mr. Cao said... You love your wife very much, and the only person you like is her, and you are just separated temporarily."

Ye Fan resisted the doubt and shock in his heart, rubbed his forehead, "Don't tell anyone else about these words."

After leaving this sentence, he turned and left.

Xia Ruowei stood in place until his back disappeared into the corner of the corridor, still reluctant to leave.

in the air. . .There was still some breath left on him.

She sucked in greedily, and slowly closed her eyes, as if intoxicated in a sweet dream, but there was a sad expression on her face.

Freshly picked lilies sit in a white bone china vase on a black desk.

There are dewdrops rolling on the white petals.

The blinds were opened, and the sunlight rushed in through the gaps, and fell on the large black desk.

All around the desk are antique bookshelves.

On the bookshelves, every row is full of books.

Although there are a lot of books, they are neatly arranged, and signs are posted on each shelf, so that people who read books can find the books they need in the fastest time.

Ye Fan sat on a comfortable and soft leather chair, opened the mail, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the words on the computer screen.

Tong Caiwei, a runner-up in the Milan Fashion Design Competition, participated in the design work.

"Tong Caiwei..."

My heart seemed to be touched by something suddenly, and I felt an indescribable feeling.

(End of this chapter)