Daily Life of a Villain’s Mother

Dudu’s tiny body was shrunken under the covers. Since he was sick, even his chubby face had become a little thinner.

It was the first time he was sleeping in an unfamiliar place, so he was feeling very uneasy.

So, he was holding onto He Han with one of his hands.

He Han was worried that he would wake Dudu, so even though Dudu has already fallen asleep, he still did not pull his hand away.

As time went on, his arm started to feel a little numb.

Dudu was still sleeping uncomfortably with a frown between his brows.

Ye fan’s eyes reddened. She couldn’t help her tears from falling down.

The usual strong and calm Ye Fan was so vulnerable at this moment.

Ye Fan thought that Dudu’s illness was all because of her negligence.

She was almost drowning in self-blame.

Ye Fan leaned down slightly to look at Dudu’s sleeping face.

She hung her head down, not wanting He Han to find out that she was crying.

In the next second, a hand was gently placed over Ye Fan’s head.

It was comforting.

The tall figure enveloped her.

Ye Fan lifted her head just in time to meet He Han’s eyes.

The light was faint, but there was a complicated look in He Han’s eyes.

His gaze as he watched Ye Fan was deep.

His hand only stayed on Ye Fan’s head for a few seconds before he withdrew it.

Immediately afterwards, he took his phone out of his jacket.

At the same time, He Han and Ye Fan’s faces were illuminated.

He Han typed out a string of words on his phone, then he passed it to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan accepted it. A sentence was written on the screen.

“You’ve already done a good job, no need to blame yourself.”

Ye Fan did not say anything, but He Han was able to guess her thoughts in an instant.

No matter what emotions Ye Fan was displaying, He Han would always be the first to catch it.

She had no idea why, but Ye Fan vaguely felt that He Han was a person that knew her extremely well, and was very familiar with everything about her.

He Han leaned down to level his gaze with Ye Fan’s.

In the obscure lighting, He Han suddenly reached out his hand to caress Ye Fan’s cheek.

It may be due to the darkness, or Ye Fan’s vulnerability at this moment.

But for the first time, Ye Fan did not resist his touch.

He Han gazed seriously into Ye Fan’s eyes.

His movements were very gentle as he comforted her.

After staying there for a moment, He Han moved his hand away.

He held his palms together, seemingly trying to hold everything from earlier into his hand.

In the silence, Ye Fan actually felt dependent on someone for the first time.

Ye Fan never relied on others, but she would relax from time to time in front of He Han.

As if she was no longer the Ye Fan that had to be strong in everything if he was there in front of her.

No matter what happens, He Han will always stand by her.

Ye Fan’s chest tightened, and she immediately avoided his gaze.

Her gaze was placed on Dudu instead.

To think such a thought emerged in her mind just now, Ye Fan felt her years turn red.

Fortunately, she was under the shadows, Nobody will ever find out her thoughts.

Dudu suddenly clenched his little fist. Ye Fan knew of Dudu’s little habits and knew that he might be waking up soon.

In the next second, Dudu’s lashes fluttered as he slowly opened his eyes.

Ye Fan and He Han both looked down towards Dudu.

“Dudu, are you feeling better?”

Both of them spoke at the same time.

Dudu rubbed his eyes, his voice still nasally.

“Mama.”

Dudu reached his hands out towards Ye Fan who bent over to pick him up.

Dudu let go of He Han’s hand, after which the latter moved it behind his back and gave it a shake, easing his numb arm.

Even though his movements were subtle, they were still seen by Ye Fan.

Dudu’s small body was still a little hot. Holding him in his arms, Ye Fan felt her heart ache.