Chapter 531: Sorry for Her Baby

After finishing the painting, He Xiyan turned off the lights in the room. She walked to the bed again, lifted the quilt, and then carefully lay down beside Yuanyuan.

"Baby, I'm sorry!" He Xiyan said that sorry softly. If there was anyone she felt sorry for in this life, it was her child. She gave birth to Yuanyuan, but did not give Yuanyuan a complete family. Yuanyuan is now with Mo Yixuan, but she can no longer return to that man.

"Baby, I hope you don't blame your mother when you grow up." He Xiyan said again, with a hoarse and distressed voice.

Yuanyuan is still very young now, but she knows that the child will grow up one day, and one day he will know everything. By that time, she doesn't know what Yuanyuan will think, and she doesn't know whether the child will still be close to her when he grows up, or whether the child will hate her.

But now she can only do this.

The door of the room was pushed open at some point, and the man who came in was dusty and had some crystal snowflakes on his body.

Ye Hao took off his coat, shook it hard, and hung it on the hanger.

He looked at the bed and found that his wife was already asleep, and there was a small body lying on the bed, it was Yuanyuan. The child came again. Every Friday, the child slept in their big bed.

He didn't speak, and even his footsteps were very light. After finding his clothes, he went to the bathroom and washed for about ten minutes before coming out.

After coming out, he found that his wife had woken up and was sitting by the head of the bed, as if waiting for him.

"Yanyan..." Ye Hao walked over slowly, lifted the quilt, sat beside his wife, and then reached out to hug her narrow shoulders tightly. She was thinner now, and there seemed to be no meat on her shoulders.

He Xiyan responded softly, and half of her body leaned on the man's arms, a warm embrace that she was used to.

They were lucky to be married in this life, and they had to stay together for life.

At this time, she suddenly had an idea that if she had met Ye Hao earlier, she would not have had a marriage with Mo Yixuan, and would not have caused her Yuanyuan to be unable to grow up in a healthy family.

"Are you tired recently?" He Xiyan asked in a low voice, looking at him with a pair of watery eyes distressed, and also saw the faint red bloodshot in his eyes.

He came back very late these days, at least after 10 o'clock, and many times she didn't even know what time he came back.

Ye Hao raised the corners of his lips slightly, patted her shoulder gently, and said: "Fortunately, it's the end of the year and it's almost a holiday, so there are more things to do."

"You? Are you still adapting to that company? If you feel tired, don't go." Ye Hao lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

It doesn't matter if he is tired. Men should go out to make money to support their families, but he doesn't want her to feel tired. He just hopes that the person he loves can live easily and without pressure.

He Xiyan shook her head slightly, and then put her hand on his broad palm. A warmth passed between the fingertips of the two, "I'm not tired..." She smiled faintly at him.

Ye Hao held her slender fingers tightly. He looked at her and then at the child who was sleeping soundly beside him.

"The Mo family didn't make things difficult for you, right?" Ye Hao knew that Mo Yixuan's mother had always been opposed to Yanyan bringing the child here.