He frowned, got out of the car quickly, walked towards her, and couldn't help but scolded: "Why did you come out? And you are wearing so little?"

Fu Yijian took a closer look and saw the traces of tears on Ye Ruohuan's face. He frowned and asked nervously, "Why are you crying?"

"Yijian..." When Ye Ruohuan saw Fu Yijian appear, she felt like she saw a savior and she couldn't help but shed tears.

Fu Yijian's breath was choked. He quickly held Ye Ruohuan's little face and asked, "What happened?"

Ye Ruohuan took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, and when he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly stopped.

She looked behind Fu Yijian and saw a child getting out of the car. That child was Ye Shuo.

After Ye Ruohuan saw clearly, he was about to run over, but Fu Yijian stopped him.

Fu Yijian restrained Ye Ruohuan's body with his powerful arms and shouted, "Don't run! Be careful not to fall!"

Fu Yijian just knew who Ye Ruohuan was so anxious about. He patiently coaxed Ye Ruohuan, then he looked at the child behind him coldly and said in a deep voice: "Come here and apologize to your sister."

Ye Shuo's body trembled suddenly, and he slowly moved over and walked in front of Ye Ruohuan and Fu Yijian.

He raised his eyes to look at Fu Yijian's not-so-good face, and then looked at Ye Ruohuan's red and swollen eyes. He bit his lower lip and said apologetically, "Sister, I'm sorry, I ran away secretly."

Seeing Ye Shuo standing in front of her intact, Ye Ruohuan was inevitably a little excited. She broke free from Fu Yijian's restraints, leaned over and hugged Ye Shuo, and said incoherently: "Xiao Shuo, I thought you were kidnapped by bad guys... I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay... You can't scare me anymore in the future. I'm a timid person and I'm afraid of losing you..."

When Ye Ruohuan finished speaking, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

She has already lost her own flesh and blood, and cannot lose Ye Shuo again.

Otherwise, her world would be dark, without light and warmth.

When Fu Yijian heard Ye Ruohuan crying, his brows furrowed and he looked at Ye Shuo with a reproachful look.

Ye Shuo lowered his head weakly and whispered, "I won't dare to do it again."

When the aunt heard that her child had been found, she clasped her hands together and murmured, "Thank you, Bodhisattva, for your blessing. Thank you, Bodhisattva, for your blessing."

Because Ye Shuo ran away secretly, many people were worried about him, and Ye Ruohuan almost had a mental breakdown, so Fu Yijian punished him by making him reflect on his mistakes in the study for half a month and not allowed to leave the villa area.

Ye Ruohuan wanted to plead for Ye Shuo, but Fu Yijian returned to the bedroom with a cold face, showing no mercy at all.

Ye Ruohuan shrugged helplessly at Ye Shuo and said, "Your brother Yi Jian is still angry. You did something wrong. You should reflect on it."

Ye Shuo sighed and went back to his room to rest. He forgot about his encounter with He Miaoran.

Ye Ruohuan returned to the bedroom and heard the sound of water dripping from the bathroom. She thought about it and took the clothes in the laundry basket downstairs to wash them.

She looked down and saw a black windbreaker lying inside. Why didn't she notice it this morning?

Ye Ruohuan picked it up suspiciously, and before she got close, she smelled a scent of perfume. Neither Fu Yijian nor she had the habit of spraying perfume, so whose perfume was this?

Suddenly, Ye Ruohuan remembered the text message she received this morning. She paused, looked at the windbreaker in her hand with a complicated look, and then looked at the closed door of the bathroom.

He Miaoran's text message and Liang Ke's words were intertwined in her mind. Ye Ruohuan struggled for a long time. The ring on her left ring finger lit up, and she finally made a decision in her heart.

Fu Yijian reached out to turn off the shower and was about to put on his bathrobe when the bathroom door suddenly opened.

He frowned and looked over, and the next moment, his breathing became disordered.

Ye Ruohuan was wearing a silk nightgown, with her beautiful legs exposed and her neckline slightly revealing her spring light. She had her long hair loose at the moment and was staring straight at the man in the shower room.

Ye Ruohuan exuded a deadly aura all over her body. Fu Yijian's heartbeat suddenly stopped, and then started beating rapidly.

"What are you doing here?"

Fu Yijian said angrily. He turned around quickly, facing away from Ye Ruohuan, and used his long hands to pull his pajamas over and put them on.

As he lowered his head to fasten his belt, he felt a soft object pressing against his back.

Fu Yijian's breath hitched and his movements paused for a moment, then he fastened his belt hastily.

However, a pair of hands reached out from behind his waist and gently covered Fu Yijian's hands.

"Yijian."

Ye Ruohuan's voice seemed to be soaked in the steam in the bathroom, soft, sweet and almost deadly.

Fu Yijian's scalp tingled and his whole body shook. He seemed to remember when Ye Ruohuan was still a game anchor, her singing voice was also so tender, making people feel soft both physically and mentally when they heard it.

Ye Ruohuan sensed something was wrong with Fu Yijian, so she pressed herself against him and acted like a spoiled child: "Why don't you react at all? Are you tired of me?"

Ye Ruohuan's words seemed to be a coquettish one, but in fact they were a test.

What do you mean no reaction at all?

What does it mean to be tired of her?

The moment he saw Ye Ruohuan appear, Fu Yijian's breathing became disordered and he lost self-control. A true fire was running around in his body.

Veins bulged slightly on Fu Yijian's forehead, and his handsome face was tense. He grabbed Ye Ruohuan's hand and pulled it away in one breath.

Although Fu Yijian was very angry, he couldn't bear to yell at her, so he said helplessly: "Don't make trouble."

"I won't!" Ye Ruohuan deliberately sang a different tune. She continued to wrap her hands around him, and wrapped them even tighter.

Fu Yijian took a deep breath and patiently coaxed the woman behind him, "Be good, don't be willful. Your body hasn't recovered yet. We can't do this."

This behavior was too extreme. Fu Yijian was worried that if the stalemate continued, he would hurt Ye Ruohuan, and he would feel even more guilty and remorseful.

Ye Ruohuan's eyes flickered slightly, she frowned and said aggrievedly: "I want to! Who knows if you will find another woman..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Fu Yijian pulled Ye Ruohuan's hand off, turned around, and interrupted Ye Ruohuan with a sullen face.

Fu Yijian was angered by Ye Ruohuan's words. He couldn't help but said harsh words to Ye Ruohuan.

No matter how willful Ye Ruohuan was, he would let her do what she wanted. But, could she just say those words casually?

Besides, doesn’t Ye Ruohuan’s words mean that she doesn’t have enough trust in him?

This is undoubtedly a kind of harm to Fu Yijian.

Ye Ruohuan lowered her eyes and buried her head in Fu Yijian's chest. Fu Yijian could imagine without even looking how aggrieved her face must be at the moment, but she dared not say anything.