Just when he was about to touch her, her father grabbed his wrist.
Ye Yuxuan looked up and saw that Old Father Bai was so angry that his hair was standing up, “You sick bastard without even a single core socialist value, what do you want to do to my innocent1 daughter?”
See! While he was here.
This little bastard dared to make a move on his daughter.
When he was away, maybe this perverted wolf cub did something utterly shameful to his daughter.
At the thought of this, Bai Changyan suddenly felt sick.
In the first place, he shouldn’t have been too greedy for glory and made his daughter marry into the Ye family.
People from these wealthy capitalist families were surely good-for-nothing individuals.
Father Bai expressed his regret.
He looked at Ye Yuxuan with grief and anger in his eyes, and a tear of regret was about to fall.
But he saw that Ye Yuxuan, who was grabbed by him, quietly let fall two rows of beautiful tears from his deep eyes.
The old man who had yet to shed tears: “…”
Ye Yuxuan stretched out his hand silently, fingers touching his face. Tears could not stop falling.
His face obviously didn’t have a crying expression, but it was extremely sad.
Then he looked down at Bai Weiwei, with a slight tone of grievance.
“Weiwei.”
Bai Weiwei was heartbroken by his pitiful and quiet eyes.
She really wanted to give him a loving hug so that he didn’t cry anymore.
When did Ye Yuxuan become so cute?
How scary.
Bai Weiwei thought that she could not lose to him, so she immediately put on a loving look and stretched out her hand to gently push her father away.
Then she opened his beloved hands, “Xuan, what’s wrong?”
Ye Yuxuan took two steps forward and, under everyone’s shocked gazes, slowly squatted down.
Then he rested his head on her sitting legs and reached out to hug her slender waist in a snuggling and comforting position.
Bai Weiwei didn’t know what was wrong with him.
She only felt his soft hair, brushing against her clothes, his face against her legs, his tears soaking into her skin.
A feeling of heartache emerged in her mind.
It seemed to be the first time this man had caused her pain.
With her head down, the false emotions in her eyes fading to become calm and yet nervous.
She reached out, hesitated, then finally touched his hair.
Like calming a wounded lone wolf.
“You…. what happened?”
Ye Yuxuan was silent for a long while. His voice was sorrowful.
“They all bullied me.”
Bai Weiwei was astounded. Who would dare to bully Ye Yuxuan?
But her first reaction was to look up at Bai Changyan and purse her aggrieved lips, “Dad, don’t bully him.”
Father Bai, with an expression of indignation: “???”
Then she turned her head to look at Qin Qiu, “Are you bullying him too?”
Qin Qiu said with a “WTF” face: “???”
Ye Yuxuan hugged her, feeling that he had finally returned to where he felt at ease.
He was no longer in a dream, that desperate and lonely world of madness.
– – – – – – – – – –
The follow-up of “The Empress Regnant’s Enchanting Consort”:
Another year of snow falling upon the city.
Feng Yunian took off the emperor’s formal outfit and put on a simple robe.
There were fine wrinkles on his face, and when he saw his face this morning, he became a little frightened.
He tried to apply cream and powder to make himself look better.
But he stopped again. He remembered Weiwei didn’t like men who smeared on cream.
But he was old and ugly. Would she not like him?
1: The raws said “daughter who doesn’t know the affairs of life / things of the world.”↩
