Sweet Rustic Love: Four Brothers’ Wife

Chapter 278: Look At Ye Yang With Discontent

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Ye Yang might have been aloof, but he wasn’t a fool. He could tell Liu Duo was angry. But he didn’t follow her upstairs. Instead, he turned to Liu and asked, “Why was she mad?”

Ye Mo, who was clueless when it came to romance, said, “You never know what a woman thinks. Heck, she just likes to get mad. You should go talk to her, not ask questions like these.”

In his opinion, women were complicated. Obviously she liked him, but somehow she just wouldn’t admit it. Geez!

However, Ye Ling, the quiet onlooker, said, “I think Duo Er’s angry at Mo though, because he accused Duo Er of being biased, but I don’t think she is.”

He didn’t know why Liu Duo preferred to stay with him and Yang those few days, but he didn’t think Liu Duo would be biased.

“Ling, she’s mad at Yang,” Ye Liu said confidently.

Their wife wouldn’t get angry because of a simple statement, would she? She was not that mean.

Ye Liu giggled as he added, “She’s mad because Yang didn’t trust that she’s not biased, and he wouldn’t go with her.”

He had noticed that those few nights, when Liu Duo joined either Ye Yang or Ye Ling for the night, the way she looked at him and Ye Mo was fairly odd. He guessed that Liu Duo must be punishing them for their overreaching behavior.

Ye Liu laughed aloud when he thought of this, and figured that Liu Duo was an impressively suitable partner for him.

After hearing these explanations, Ye Yang suddenly realized how silly he must be for not believing her. He merely supposed that he and Ling had spent quite a number of nights with her.

He hadn’t gone up with her because he was still figuring out what had set her off. Truthfully, he was confused.

Ye Yang remained expressionless, but there was a little sparkle in his eyes. Ye Liu laughed and patted him on the shoulder, “Mo, Ling, let’s go to bed.”

Ye Mo and Ye Ling nodded and followed him upstairs, back to their respective rooms. Liu Duo had chosen Yang for the night, so it was up to him to deal with her.

Ye Yang fumbled about on the first floor before going up to the only room on the fourth floor. He tried to open it, but the door wouldn’t budge. Liu Duo must have locked it.

Standing by the door, he could see faint light coming out from the cracks. Very lightly, he knocked.

Liu Duo had combed her hair and taken off her clothes, and she was lying on the bed when she heard knocking. She knew it was Ye Yang, because only he would do things like pushing and knocking without uttering a word.

The others would knock and scream, generally being rough at the same time.

She looked at the door but didn’t make a move. She wanted to wait to see if Ye Yang would call for her if she didn’t do anything.

Ye Yang’s way of knocking was quite unique. He’d knock twice, then wait for a few seconds. So far he had done it three times, and Liu Duo still had not gone to the door. He put his hand down and just stared silently at the wooden door.

The knocking stopped. Liu Duo twitched her lips and quickly got down from the bed. She ran over to the door hurriedly on bare feet, worried that the stubborn man might have left.

“Yang, you could have just called me! Not like it’d hurt!” She looked at him, displeased.

He looked down and saw that Liu Duo had opened the door, the remains of her temper still obvious on her face. The edges of his mouth curled up.

And then he saw that she hadn’t put shoes on. Only her bare feet clung to the floor. So, as he entered the room, he swept her up, saying, “The floor’s cold.”

As usual, they didn’t seem to be on the same page. Liu Duo didn’t know if she should laugh or cry, but it was quite nice of him to pick her up from the floor. Her heart melted.