Hearing the sound while working, Ye Mohan saw her coughing incessantly, so he got up, went over, poured her a glass of water, and handed it to her.

She struggled to sit up, took the water and drank several mouthfuls before she recovered.

Ye Mohan naturally took the water glass, and seeing that she was alright, he was about to go back to his work.

Jian Yixue hugged him from behind and buried her head in his waist. Only then did she feel real.

"I'm sorry, Mo Han," Jian Yixue murmured, tears streaming down her face, all her unspoken words condensed into this one apology.

She was truly a terrible wife, causing him to lose everything, including his life. It was all because she misjudged people.

In the end, she couldn't even keep their child, and he died without ever knowing that she had once had a child he had been longing for.

Thinking of this, tears welled up and she burst into tears, as if she wanted to release all her grievances and sadness.

Ye Mohan, who was being hugged by her, froze instantly, his brows furrowing.

"Let go." The deep, hoarse voice was filled with displeasure.

Ye Mohan was a little unaccustomed to such closeness. He had a severe case of mysophobia since he could remember and disliked being close to the opposite sex, let alone being held like this.

This was the first time in his life that a woman had gotten so close to him.

"No, I won't let go." Jian Yixue shook her head violently, acting like a spoiled child.

She finally had the chance to hold him, something she had never dared to even dream of before.

She knew he didn't like being touched by women; in their previous life, he had never touched her after they got married.

In her past life, she didn't love him, and she was happy to accept that.

Aside from that time at the hotel, she didn't recognize him at all, foolishly thinking he was that scumbag. She was truly blind.

Hearing Jian Yixue's act of shirking responsibility, Ye Mohan frowned even more, unsure of what to do.

After a long while, fearing that he would feel disgusted or repulsed, Jian Yixue reluctantly let go.

Seeing that she let go, Ye Mohan walked to the sofa, picked up his notebook, and got up to walk out of the room.

"Where are you going?" Jian Yixue called out anxiously as he walked out.

"Go to the study and get some rest." Ye Mohan glanced at her and strode out of the room.

As Jian Yixue watched Ye Mohan's departing figure, she longed for him to stay and keep her company.

She was afraid of scaring Ye Mohan, after all, to him, she was just the wife that Old Master Ye had arranged for him, and although they were husband and wife, they were not very familiar with each other.

Sitting on the bed, Jian Yixue looked at the room in front of her. The familiar furnishings made her feel as if she had been transported to another world.

She really has been reborn!

In the end, God took pity on her and gave her a second chance.

In her previous life, she was blind and mistook a fish eye for a pearl;

In this life, it's my turn to protect you, Mo Han!

She will not let any of those who have hurt you go unpunished. She will kill gods and demons alike, and make them regret ever being born!

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study.

Sitting in his office chair, Ye Mohan elegantly crossed one leg over the other, his long, slender fingers rhythmically tapping the desk, while his other hand held a lit cigarette.

Even though he had a lot of work piled up, he couldn't concentrate on it; his mind was filled with the image of Jian Yixue holding him earlier.

Ever since he was drugged and nearly succeeded in his mission a few years ago, he has developed a severe phobia of women and has become increasingly disgusted by their touch.

Over the years, no woman has ever appeared in his life.

When Jian Yixue hugged him just now, aside from his initial instinctive reaction to push her away, he later developed an indescribable feeling.

Damn it!

He hated this feeling of being out of control; it was one of the few times in all these years he had lost control.

early morning.

A bright ray of sunlight playfully shone on Jian Yixue's eyes. Jian Yixue, lying on the bed, raised her hand to shield her eyes from the glaring sunlight and slowly sat up, still drowsy.

Jian Yixue glanced around and saw no sign of Ye Mohan. The sheets were neatly arranged, showing no signs of having been slept in.

In her previous life, she married Ye Mohan not long after being brought back from the countryside.

Yesterday was a family gathering of the Ye family. Ye Mohan took her there to see the old man. She was not paying attention and was pushed into the lake. When she woke up, Ye Mohan took her back to his private villa castle.

Without much thought, Jian Yixue got up to wash up. She opened the lonely suitcase in the corner of the dressing room and looked at the suitcase full of colorful and unsuitable clothes, which gave her a headache.

She increasingly wanted to slap her past self. Back then, she disliked the arranged marriage but had to compromise because of her mother. She was also attracted to Zhao Heng after meeting him at a banquet, and listened to Jian Jiaojiao's words, buying this pile of brightly colored clothes to disgust Ye Mohan.

Seeing all this mess, she wished she could beat her past self to death. What kind of garbage was this? She could only find time to go to the mall again.

Jian Yixue picked out a decent-looking white sleeveless tulle dress from a pile of clothes and put it on. She then put on a pair of high-end, versatile white sneakers, showing off her long, straight legs. She casually tied her waist-length black hair into a high ponytail. Looking at herself in the mirror, she was full of youthful energy, her face brimming with collagen. Even without makeup, she was enough to make people's hearts flutter.

After tidying up, Jian Yixue went downstairs. Seeing that Ye Mohan hadn't come down yet, she went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

When Lin Ma, who was busy in the kitchen, saw Jian Yixue come in, she said somewhat awkwardly, "Young Madam, the kitchen is smoky. Just tell me what you want to eat."

Having been reborn, looking at Lin Ma in front of her, Jian Yixue was filled with emotion.

Because Ye Mohan doesn't like having too many people at home, apart from Lin Ma who lives here, everyone else basically lives in the building next door. Usually, Lin Ma will send someone over to tidy up when Ye Mohan is out, and they can't come over without permission.

Jian Yixue walked over, opened the refrigerator, turned around and said with a smile, "Aunt Lin, I want to make breakfast for Mo Han myself."

Lin's mother watched Ye Mohan grow up from a young age, and she took great care of and loved Ye Mohan. She also extended her love to Ye Mohan by virtue of Ye Mohan's love for her.

In her past life, she recklessly tormented Ye Mohan, and Lin Ma always advised her to let them live happily together, but unfortunately, she never managed to do so before she died.

Looking at Jian Yixue's happy face, Lin Ma was also very happy. The young master had finally settled down and had a wife who loved him. Madam, you can rest assured over there.

"Okay, young mistress, you can do it. Call me anytime if you need any help."

Lin Ma tied a new apron on Jian Yixue's head and walked out of the kitchen with a smile. Jian Yixue could tell from her cheerful tone that she was in a good mood.

When Ye Mohan went downstairs, he saw Jian Yixue busy in the kitchen. Watching her skillfully cook, he felt it was a bit unreal, as she was different from the rumors.

When Jian Yixue was almost done with her work and was about to ask Lin Ma to help take the food out, she turned around and saw Ye Mohan in a custom-made black austere suit at the corner of the stairs, seemingly lost in thought.