The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Chapter 2884: Stir-fried bean sprouts with scallions: I’ll Hug You

Chapter 2884: Stir-fried bean sprouts with scallions: I’ll Hug You

“Kacha –”

With the sound of the door opening, Xin Ya suddenly tensed up her body and turned around. Her big round eyes were like a frightened rabbit, and she stood rooted to the ground, not daring to move at all.

Ye Cong pushed the door open and entered, and this was what he saw.

Xin Ya was still wearing the same purple knee-length dress that she had worn at the press conference today. It was clear that she had not changed her clothes after coming back.

Ye Cong reached out and threw the key in his hand on the cabinet at the door.

The clicking sound could scare Xin Ya.

Ye Cong stood at the door and changed his shoes. He looked up at Xin Ya who was still standing there. “Come here.”

Xin Ya pursed her lips and shook her head. She put her hands behind her back and slowly stepped back when ye Cong walked toward her.

“I said come here,”ye Cong said and reached out his hand toward her.

“I won’t. What if you hit me?”Xin Ya straightened her neck and carefully retorted, maintaining a relatively safe distance from him.

Ye Cong snorted. “Now You Know Fear?”

Xin Ya continued to step back and directly hid behind the sofa. “Previously, the director didn’t say that he would invite the investors over. Moreover, they all helped me during the press conference. I felt that they were all very nice, so I wanted to go.”

Xin Ya started to argue, but she also had to pay attention to the distance between Ye Cong and her. She looked like a little white rabbit facing a big bad wolf.

Ye Cong stretched out his hand to pull off his tie and threw it directly onto the sofa. He was too lazy to continue chasing after her. “Just because someone helped you say something?”

“Then the people in the production team looked down on me in the past. This is the first time I’ve been respected, so –”

“So you still have a point?”Ye Cong glanced at Xin Ya and rebutted Xin YA’s words.

Xin Ya tugged at the edge of the sofa, her big eyes darting around. Only a little bit of her peripheral vision landed on Ye Cong. “Then, didn’t sister Mao take me away after she saw those people?”

Xin Ya’s explanation was not very convincing. In the future, she really, really did not want to go out to dinner with the production team anymore!

Ye Cong looked at the girl who was sitting across him on the sofa. Not to mention the internal and external problems, even if there were no problems, he would not be willing to really blame her.

Ye Cong did not speak and just looked at her.

Seeing this, Xin Ya felt guilty. She stuttered as she slowly approached ye Cong, using two fingers to move a small distance on the back of the sofa. She even carefully sized up ye Cong.

After being married for more than half a year, she was busier than she was at home. Therefore, most of the time, Ye Cong doted on her.

But now, what should she do?

A sofa was only 1.5 meters. She was walking like an ant to the end.

Xin Ya approached ye Cong and carefully tugged at his clothes. “I won’t go in the future. Really, don’t be angry.”

Ye Cong looked down and saw her pitiful little face. He slowly raised his hand.

“Ah, you can’t hit me.”Xin Ya instinctively hugged her head and took a step back, looking at Ye Cong warily.

Ye Cong laughed at Xin Ya’s anger.

He pulled her into his arms and hugged her. “I’ll Hug You. Why Are You Hiding?”

Xin Ya leaned into ye Cong’s arms and slowly reached out to touch his back. “I really won’t go anymore. I’ll just focus on filming and not care about anything else.”

“I didn’t say that I won’t let you go. It’s just that there are some occasions that aren’t suitable for you.”Especially when he can’t accompany her.

Xin Ya moved around in his arms and found a place that was closest to his heart. Listening to his heartbeat, her heart finally relaxed.

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