Daily Life of a Villain’s Mother

“From today onwards, Yao Guang will be confined to Shen Yuan’s residence. You are not permitted to leave without summons.”

Yao Guang looked at Shen Yuan, her long hair scattered over her shoulders. Her pale face remained stubborn but those eyes were crystal clear.

The two of them stared at each other in silence. Then, a softness gradually surfaced in Shen Yuan’s eyes.

His lips moved. Soundlessly, he said.

Yao Guan, I’m going to take you home.

“Cut!”

Ye Fan quickly withdrew her gaze and came out of her role. She stepped to the side to look through the script and stopped looking at He Han.

But He Han was still standing there, eyes still locked on Ye Fan.

Agent Guan Rui went over to He Han’s side. “He Han, your acting skills have improved again…”

Before he could finish his sentence, He Han had already strode forward and walked away.

He could only see He Han’s departing back.

Guan Rui followed the direction where He Han left. There stood Ye Fan.

He looked at them and a complex look surfaced in his eyes.

He Han walked up to Ye Fan and stopped there. He looked down, observing her.

Ye Fan was sitting there reading the script when she noticed a shadow over her.

She looked up and was stunned. It was He Han.

He Han’s jaw was tight. He suddenly said, “Are there no other props?”

Ye Fan could not understand. “What?”

He Han’s gaze swept over Ye Fan’s wrist and slowly spoke, “Do your wrists hurt?”

Only then did Ye Fan realize what He Han was talking about.

Ye Fan was a little on edge. After all, they had just met like that yesterday.

“THe shackles will be removed after the next scene so it’s not a problem.”

He Han did not speak.

His deep voice emerged, landing clearly by the side of Ye Fan’s ear. “Remember to put some ointment on it when you’re home.”

“Don’t make others worry,” He Han added, deep intentions hidden within his words.

Of course, the “others” he mentioned was referring to himself.

Ye Fan froze as she met He Han’s eyes.

The two of them met each other’s gazes.

He Han was watching her steadily, not moving.

Ye Fan took a deep breath but she did not speak.

Quietly, He Han observed Ye Fan, a hint of amusement emerging in his eyes.

When he saw Ye Fan’s reaction, he smiled.

Nobody overheard their conversation. In the eyes of others, he looked like he was merely discussing the script with Ye Fan. They just lamented, both He Han and Ye Fan are so dedicated, treating every scene so seriously.

After a while, the second scene was about to begin.

On this scene, Yao Guang and Shen Yuan leaves the palace. As they walk, Shen Yuan was unable to bear Yao Guang’s shackles and picked her up.

The set was changed and the crew quickly rearranged everything. Then, the cameras were pointed at He Han and Ye Fan.

The director made a gesture. “Begin.”

The emperor allowed Shen Yuan to take Yao Guang away. Yao Guang walked in the front while Shen Yuan followed her from behind.

He suddenly took a big stride forward, leaned down slightly, and put his hand under Yao Guang’s knees, picking her up.

Ye Fan suddenly felt her body floating up. In the next second, she was in He Han’s arms.

Ye Fan turned her head to look at He Han, and He Han just happened to turn to her as well, meeting her eyes.

He Han’s gaze was so deep, just like the endless night sky.

His black eyes were silent and dark.

That was the only part about him that wasn’t icy cold.

Those meaningless emotions were sinking down on Ye Fan.

She suddenly recalled what happened last night.

In Cheng Ping’s house, He Han was leaning against the door, watching her silently.

His eyes at the time were the same as right now.

Ye Fan couldn’t help but be distracted.

At this time, Ye Fan should be speaking her lines, but her mind was blank.

For a moment, she forgot what she had to say.