I entrust myself to you, and hope that you will live up to my promise throughout your life.

I hope you can meet someone in the future who doesn’t require you to tell your entire past to win his favor and pity, and who doesn’t require you to wait pitifully for his hug and comfort when you are helpless and wronged.

If he really loves you, he will not be willing to let you down and will know what you are thinking without waiting for you to express your worries.

We call it soul mate.

This night, some people are happy while others are sad.

The news of Jiang Yuan and Ye Ruohuan walking out of the Fu Building arm in arm was posted on the website, and people below were commenting on how they were like sisters and had a deep affection for each other.

So some people raised doubts, saying that the news accusing Ye Ruohuan of plagiarizing ideas might have been fabricated by some people to attract attention and was not true at all.

Otherwise, how to explain the relationship between Jiang Yuan and Ye Ruohuan?

Isn’t this contradictory?

After all, who would want to be friends with a designer who once designed her wedding ring but copied someone else's idea? And who would want to be friends with her?

Anyone with a brain can think about it and realize that it's impossible, okay?

Therefore, there were gradually some reversals in the news about Ye Ruohuan, and some media followed suit and changed their direction, choosing to stand wisely on Ye Ruohuan's side.

Apart from the silent support of Jiang Yuan, Ye Ruohuan also has the support of the president of the country's richest man behind her.

Aren’t media friends still unclear about which side they should stand on?

He Miaoran watched with hatred as the online public opinion was twisted. She had originally wanted to use this opportunity to dampen Ye Ruohuan's enthusiasm and stop her from being so arrogant.

In He Miaoran's heart, she felt more jealous. She was jealous that Ye Ruohuan had Fu Yijian by her side. No matter how big the storm or difficulty Ye Ruohuan encountered, Fu Yijian would always be there to protect her.

This is what bothers He Miaoran the most. Her beloved man is actually protecting another woman from the wind and rain. He Miaoran cannot accept this in any way.

She couldn't change Fu Yijian's mind, nor could she accept Ye Ruhuan monopolizing Fu Yijian, so the resentment in her heart grew more and more.

So, do you think Ye Ruohuan was lucky enough to escape this disaster?

How could He Miaoran let Ye Ruohuan go when she was so worried? She still had her biggest trump card to reveal, which was Ye Shuo.

But there is no rush. She will wait until the time is right, not only to get rid of Ye Ruohuan completely, but also to win Fu Yijian's heart.

…

It was late at night. After Ye Ruohuan coaxed Ye Shuo to sleep, she returned to the bedroom, took out some clean clothes from the closet, and walked into the bathroom. She filled the bathtub with water, dripped a few drops of essential oil, took off her clothes, and lay down in it.

Ye Ruohuan closed her eyes. So many things had happened recently that she had no time to catch her breath. Now, under the effect of the aromatherapy, her whole body and mind began to relax.

When she was about to fall asleep, Ye Ruohuan suddenly felt a burning gaze staring at her.

Ye Ruohuan opened her eyes in confusion, and a bare leg appeared in front of her. She raised her eyes and met Fu Yijian's deep gaze, which was fiery and deep, as if he wanted to suck her in.

Fu Yijian was casually wearing a white bathrobe, revealing his sexy and lethal chest. His slightly messy black short hair was still stained with some water droplets. His phoenix eyes looked directly at Ye Ruohuan in the bathtub, with the corners of his eyes raised, hiding unspeakable deep meanings.

Ye Ruohuan's heart seemed to skip a beat. She caught a glimpse of herself lying naked in the bathtub. Only then did she realize how inappropriate she was.

"When did you come in?" Ye Ruohuan couldn't help but curl up in the bathtub, and looked away in panic, not daring to look Fu Yijian in the eye, trying to remain calm to cover up her panicked voice.

Although the two have been open with each other for a long time, Ye Ruohuan would inadvertently become shy and blush every time she faced Fu Yijian, and suddenly became a lot more timid.

"It's been a while." Fu Yijian took in Ye Ruohuan's reaction and said lightly.

Fu Yijian came out of the study after finishing his work. He saw that the light was on in the bathroom of the master bedroom, so he went to the bathroom of the guest bedroom to take a shower. When he came back, the light was still on in the bathroom.

Fu Yijian was afraid that Ye Ruohuan might faint in there or catch a cold if she soaked in the bath for too long, so he turned the doorknob of the bathroom, walked in and found that it was filled with mist. Ye Ruohuan was lying in the bathtub with her eyes closed, seemingly fast asleep.

Fu Yijian frowned slightly and was about to call Ye Ruohuan to wake her up, but Ye Ruohuan happened to wake up.

He squatted down and felt the water temperature. It was neither hot nor cold. He frowned slightly and said unhappily, "The water is cold."

Fu Yijian grabbed Ye Ruohuan's hand, looked down and saw that her hand had been wrinkled in the water, so he pulled Ye Ruohuan out of the water.

The masculine scent from Fu Yijian hit Ye Ruohuan's nose, causing her to pause for unknown reasons and her reaction was a beat slow.

Fu Yijian reached out and took the bathrobe to wrap Ye Ruohuan. Then, as Ye Ruohuan moaned, he picked her up and carried her sideways. He walked out of the bathroom and gently placed her on the soft couch in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Ye Ruohuan's hair was wet and draped behind her head. She saw Fu Yijian coming towards her with a hair dryer and a brand new towel.

Then, Ye Ruohuan's head was covered by the towel, and she felt Fu Yijian's big hand on her head, wiping her hair gently and carefully.

After a while, the towel was taken away. Fu Yijian held the hair dryer in one hand and lifted Ye Ruohuan's long hair with the other hand, and blew her hair skillfully.

Ye Ruohuan let the man behind her toss her hair, while she curled up her knees, hugged her legs, and looked at the night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

That night, there was no moon and no snow, but there were stars so faint that they were unnoticeable. Her ears were surrounded by the whirring sound of the hair dryer, but Ye Ruohuan's heart felt peaceful. She closed her eyes and enjoyed this moment of calmness that she had not encountered for a long time.

Not long after, the sound of the hair dryer stopped, and Fu Yijian's footsteps went away and then closer. The next second, Ye Ruohuan felt a warm body pressing against her back.

Ye Ruohuan took the opportunity to move forward and lay in the arms of the man behind her. She slowly opened her eyes and raised her eyelids slightly. What she saw was Fu Yijian's well-defined jaw. His abstinent look was very charming.

However, coincidentally, Fu Yijian also lowered his head to look at her, with a tacit understanding, as if they were in perfect harmony.

Ye Ruohuan didn’t know, if couples got along for a long time, they would develop telepathy between each other?

Fu Yijian looked at Ye Ruohuan's pure and fair face and asked calmly, "What are you thinking about?"

When Ye Ruohuan heard Fu Yijian's question, she closed her eyes, then opened them again, smiled at the man behind her, and said, "I'm wondering if my future life will be this happy?"