Sweet Wife in My Arms

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On the plane, Luo Lin could not help but stare at Ye Xinyu's face lustfully. Her desire was blatant.

"Auntie, I am still young. Are you trying to rob the cradle? "

Luo Lin raised her hand and pinched Ye Xinyu's cheek. "I am not wet behind the ears like you. I will not look at you even if I don't have a man! Anyway, I'm just thinking that you have a perfect and attractive face. Why don't you consider getting into the entertainment industry?"

"No way!" He would never dabble in the entertainment industry. If he really got into the industry, his dad and grandfather would break his legs. Furthermore, he had just saved one of his legs. He would not lose it again. Those who were not part of the Ye Family would never understand how scary their family could be. It was miserable to be born with this visage.

If he had known that he would be born with such a disgusting face, it might be better for his mom to give birth to him as an actual girl instead.

Passengers were not allowed to use their phones on the plane. Hence, Yan Huan could only flip through the book in her hand. She hoped that she could get to see Yi Ling's newborn baby when she got back from her filming. However, she felt a ittle sad every time she thought of this as she knew that Lu Yi and her would never have their own baby.

Maybe she should consult a doctor on whether they could have a test tube baby. However, she dared not tell Lu Yi about it as she was afraid that he would be upset. Perhaps this was the reason why Lu Yi and Fang Zhu had no children in his past life.

She closed her book and saw Song Xihua staring at her as soon as she turned her head. His gaze was filled with exploration, contemplation and had an indecipherable depth to them.

"Mr. Song, what are you thinking about?" asked Yan Huan. Her eyes were calm and crystal clear. She was not overthinking and she would never think too much into it.

Song Xihua felt a heartbreaking sorrow well up in his heart. A misty sheen of moisture started to spread over his eyes.

"Does your husband treat you well?" He withdrew his gaze and squinted, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes.

"Yeah, he's good to me," answered Yan Huan as she placed the book on her knees. The smile on her face was warm. Even the tip of her brows glowed with happiness.

Song Xihua pursed his lips. He wanted to say something, but in the end he did not say a word.

Indeed, he came over just to know more about her. Perhaps to him, it was not happiness but suffering. However, he could finally let go of these persistent feelings after facing the cruel reality.

He turned his face to the window and stared at the fluffy, cotton-like white clouds outside the plane. I wonder what they will taste like if I eat them. Sweet, puckery or bitter?

Just like what he was feeling right now. Sweet, puckery and also bitter.

He was too late.

His assistant had asked why didn't he give it a try.

At that time, he just felt like laughing.

Can I still try?

Yan Huan had a flawless reputation in the industry. He might have feelings for her, but she did not feel the same way. Therefore, he came over to get to know her better. Perhaps he would realize that she was not as perfect as what he had made her out to be.

However, he felt that he was wrong, as beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. In his eyes, Yan Huan had always been perfect. No, perhaps she was even better than what he had imagined.

He was teetering at the brink of hell. Then, he was crawling painstakingly up the edge of hell. However, he did make his move, and that was it.

Yan Huan had never thought that she was charming enough to make people fall for her. She did not have a big heart in life and did not flirt around with men. To her, Lu Yi was the best and it was more than enough to have him in her life.

In fact, she was not stupid. She knew that Song Xihua had feelings for her, but she pretended to be unaware of it. Ignorance is bliss after all.

She opened up the book again and started flipping through the pages. It was one of Lu Yi's old books and was randomly picked by her from the shelf to kill time on the plane. Even though it was not a novel and was not easily understandable, it gave a special feeling of accomplishment when you could comprehend it. Perhaps, this was what everyone needed to experience in life.

Her fingers were covered with the fragrance of the book. As she flipped through the pages, the smell of ink lingered in the air.

When e-books and electronic products had became prevalent, reading a book that still had its distinct papery scent was a true haven for some people.

From time to time, there were people chatting on the plane. Some were laughing as they exchanged anecdotes while some were lost in their thoughts. Some were cherishing their feelings while some were ignorant. The fate and connections between people was very wonderful, which made her want to say that fate was really mystical and no words could describe it. Fate might arrive earlier or later. In the end, it was just not the right time.

She closed the book and covered herself with the blanket. Then, she closed her eyes and started to think about Lu Yi, wondering what he was doing and thinking of at the moment.

Lu Yi picked up the milk from the doorstep and went to the kitchen. He then poured the milk into a cup and placed it in the microwave. After that, he lifted his wrist to look at his watch. It was around eight o'clock.

She should still be on the plane.

He waited for a while to retrieve the warmed milk from the microwave.

Then, he sat down and started to enjoy the milk.

He drank the warm milk calmly. The lifting of the corners of his lips showed that he was in a good mood. His gaze fixated onto a photo on the table.

It was a photo of Yan Huan and him.

He didn't smile, but the happiness in his eyes was clear as day. Yan Huan was leaning over his back while laughing boisterously. It was a true and hearty laugh from his little girl.

He then took another sip of his milk. At this moment, his phone rang. He picked up his phone after seeing that it was Lei Qingyi.

"Bro, let's go for hot pot!"

After some time, Lu Yi arrived at the designated hot pot restaurant. He walked inside and spotted Lei Qingyi. Lei Qingyi's height made him looked like a bear. He still looked tall even when he was sitting down.

He walked towards his friend, grabbed a chair and sat down.

Lei Qingyi asked the waiter to come over and placed their order. Then, they would just need to wait for it.

"Your wife is filming again?" Lei Qingyi asked Lu Yi.

"Yeah," said Lu Yi as he fiddled with the cup on the table. He loved the buckwheat tea here and it was a place that he visited often. They served high-quality tea which he would not get to enjoy at other places.

Lu Yi was not a huge fan of hotpot. However, he enjoyed the tea here. Hence most of the time, he came here not to eat but to enjoy their tea.

"You're not accompanying Yi Ling?" asked Lu Yi as he tapped the cup with his fingertips. I thought that this guy doesn't need anything except his wife. Why is he not by her side today?