Domineering Husband Spoils Me:Just a Little Bad

If Xia Qixiang didn't drive Xia Youning out of the Xia family, he might have been kind to his father and filial to his daughter all his life, even if he had no blood relationship. But no matter what he did, he couldn't go back to the past.

Because can't go back, Xia Youning will be more sad.

"Mom, how could Xia Qixiang have been so heartless in those years? You Ning Ming Ming was still at school, and Shen Yueping. I really can't understand what their husband and wife thought. At least they were daughters. They didn't even give a cent. It's cruel."

"Yes, it's cruel. If it wasn't for us, I don't know how she would carry it."

"Thank you, mom." Song Qi said, suddenly eyes full of tears, suddenly embrace song mother, rushed to her mother's arms.

Mother song hugged her daughter, "you child, what's the matter?"

"Not much, I thought you were pulling us together. It was too hard..." Song Qi wiped her tears and sobbed.

Song's mother was amused by Song Qi's words, but her eyes were red, and she rubbed Song Qi's head, "but because of this, now I have two of the most lovely daughters, you Ning, who is so good, has become our daughter."

Song Qi broke her tears into a smile, "yes, you've taken advantage of it. She also caught you a golden turtle son-in-law..."

So the mother and daughter both laughed.

……

The housekeeper and Ye Cheng did not disturb Xia Youning's meditation.

The housekeeper quietly puts the dishcloth on the shoe cabinet of the porch. Ye Cheng also pretends to be busy and stands up from the sofa and leaves the living room.

When Xia Yuning came out of her mind, there was no one in the living room.

She thought, in the morning, Ye Cheng and housekeeper must have a lot of things to do, unlike her, she is completely idle now.

They didn't look at her when she was in a daze just now.

So relieved, he picked up the cloth on the shoe cabinet and cleaned the shoes.

At breakfast, Ye Cheng ate very fast.

After eating, he went to the company with his assistant.

Xia Youning went back upstairs with a pillow, leaned on the bed, read for a while, and then fell asleep.

In her sleep, she dreamed that she was sitting on the swing, wearing a beautiful skirt and her favorite pair of white shoes. She played the swing very well and was very happy. She even heard her happy laughter in her sleep.

So I fell asleep in a daze, pretending to be happy.

Yes, I realized in my dream that this is false and untrue. This kind of happiness can only be found in my dream. Because of this, I am even more reluctant to wake up and want to sleep like this.

Until, a warm hand gently on her forehead, she is still shaking her head, unwilling to open her eyes, but he still stroked her head, gentle and patient action, finally, with this real sense of happiness to wake her up.

Xia Youning knows it's Yecheng.

He is real, and the dream is false.

No matter how beautiful the dream is, she will wake up eventually. When she opens her eyes, he will be in front of her. Even if she wakes up from the dream, she will not cry. She will rush into his arms and enjoy his warmth.

With such faith, she finally opened her eyes, although her eyelashes were still stained with crystal tears.

"Ye Cheng..."

There was no light in the room and the light was dim. She couldn't see his face clearly, but he had put her in his arms.