Going Wrong as a Wife: Young Master Gu, Don't Be Arrogant

Chapter 339
Xia Yu rolled her eyes.

To put it nicely, if this is a domestic violence, what will she do?
Raising his hand, he pulled Ye Jieche's hand away from his waist, turned around clumsily, and decided not to talk to this man.

Ye Jieche seemed to know what scruples she had, smiled lightly, propped himself up, and whispered in her ear, "I promise I won't fight back."

"...not interested." Xia Yu picked out her ears, and spoke disdainfully, the disdain in her eyes was also extremely obvious, as if she was afraid that this person would not see her.

She wants him to leave now.

"If you go to sleep in the study now, my mood will be smoother. Once smoother, my attitude towards you will be much better. If..."

Xia Yu didn't say anything later, but the meaning in it was completely understandable.

Then she waited for the man's reply, but she never waited. When she opened her eyes and was about to speak again, the man stuck to her like brown candy.

Instead of pulling her into his arms, he leaned into her arms by himself, and said aggrievedly, "I'm sorry."

Xia Yu endured the embarrassment, and when she heard this, she suddenly looked down at the giant baby who was curled up in her arms, sniffled, but finally said nothing.

She was the one who was wronged, but in the end the person who behaved here was the man who made her wronged. He was really shameless.

Xia Yu held back her breath, so she didn't kick this man away, pursed her lips, and squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "What are you sorry for me?"

Ye Jieche curled up in his warm embrace, and suddenly fell silent: "..."

I'm sorry she has too many things, I really don't know how to say them one by one.

He finally asked sincerely, "Are you talking about that?"

Xia Yu: "..."

How many things are there to be sorry for her?

Can't help but glared at this man, and Ye Jieche just raised his head to admit his mistake humbly, the eyes of Danfeng who had been charming Wushuang in both directions were full of anxiety at this moment.

Xia Yu suddenly felt a little sad, raised her hand to imitate the movements he was used to before, raised her hand to cover her injured eyes, and sighed helplessly.

"Ye Jieche, sometimes I feel that being with you is like a dream."

A nightmare in dream cloak.

Ye Jieche didn't close her eyes, her long eyelashes imitated her movements and swept towards her delicate palm, but she didn't know how it would feel to her.

The man squirmed his thin lips: "What is the aftertaste of a dream?"

The lip shape suitable for kissing, under the blurred vision of the moonlight, makes people a little jealous, and every part seems to be carefully crafted by God.

"Speaking out about the post-dream feeling is too hurtful. I'd better keep silent."

The aftermath of the dream, Xia Yu smiled wryly in her heart, if she really wanted to talk about the aftermath of the dream, then she would say that she would not want to meet Ye Jieche.

It's just that at this moment she still knows what she can say and what she can't say.

Because sometimes dogs and wolves are too similar, she doesn't know when this person will change.

And one docile, one cruel.

Ye Jieche closed his eyes, then smiled lightly and said, "Then don't say it."

Then don't let the relationship between them deteriorate again, then keep silent and hide the gap, that's how it is.

He nestled in her arms, feeling waves of warmth rushing from her body, but he still felt a little cold, cold in his bones.

"How about we divorce in the future, and the ownership of the children, have you figured out what to do?"

After a long silence, Xia Yu suddenly asked, but no one answered her, even though the man nestled in her arms breathed disorderly when he heard this question.

Knowing that this person started to pretend to be stupid again, Xia Yu frowned and pushed him, but he couldn't push him no matter what, and Ye Jieche still had a tendency to become more and more clingy.

It made her both annoyed and a little helpless.

In the end, she was about to give up and let this man give her an answer, so she stared at her eyes and held back the soreness in her nose: "Ye Jieche, you are a bastard!"

"Well, I think so too." The man's dull voice sounded in the empty room, and then it really returned to silence.

Xia Yu was a little tired from tossing and tossing, but the child in her belly thought that her mother was playing a game with herself, and kicked it very happily.

"Little brat is just like you, he knows how to torture me." Xia Yu endured the uncomfortable feeling, and said quietly.

The man who thought he was asleep suddenly raised his hand and stroked her abdomen gently, threatening softly: "You can die now, and when you come out of mother's belly, don't blame your father for being cruel."

The child seemed to have a heart-to-heart with him, and she kept silent like this, making Xia Yu's temples thump. Sure enough, these two people were sent by heaven to torture her!

Involuntarily, her face turned dark, Xia Yu stopped talking and fell asleep directly.

And Ye Jieche didn't change another position that would make him more comfortable, nestled in Xia Yu's arms, and just fell asleep like this.

A night without dreams, but not comfortable.

……

The morning sun fell on her face from the other side of the mountain. She just pulled a smile from the corner of her mouth, but she immediately put it back when she thought of something.

Xia Yu stood up frowning, and picked up the phone that kept ringing on the bedside table. It was an unfamiliar call, and she was still a little confused, so she answered it directly.

"Hello, I am……"

Before he finished speaking, a voice that was not familiar but not unfamiliar sounded over there: "Hi Miss Xia, I'm An Qi, we met not long ago and made an appointment to have afternoon tea together, you should Remember?"

The woman's voice sounded like she was in a good mood.

Xia Yu was so shocked by the word An Qi that she immediately woke up and dozed off. She stretched her hand to the side, only to feel a piece of ice, and there was no other person in the room long ago.

She suddenly became quiet.

An Qi, how could she not remember.

"Of course I remember. Is Miss An feeling better recently?" Xia Yu replied in a hoarse voice, and the tone of the two chatted as if they were old friends.

There is no tension at all, nor any rush of disgust.

As soon as the phone call ended, Xia Yu felt that An Qi actually didn't want to get involved in this damn marriage between herself and Ye Jieche.

After a while, she woke up again.

An Qi called her just now, but because she wanted to ask her out to have a good tea.

The intention is really bad.

But Xia Yu also readily agreed for her own selfishness.

After washing up, she went downstairs to the dining room table in the living room and saw the breakfast that Ye Jieche had left behind. She came down a bit late, just in time to see Mei Lan carrying a plate to heat it up.

"No need to heat it up, just pour it out."

(End of this chapter)