After he finished speaking, he let go of her.

He stood a step back and stared at her.

Su Mu's lips were pressed tightly, and she looked at him quietly.

Even if there is no connection between them, it is unfair and there is no connection. All her major decisions and private life are decided by Yejia. Wen Yuan is kind, but it is not a bondage.

Su Mu was sober.

She pretended to be a person in her heart, but she probably had to be buried in her heart forever. If she didn't want Shen Wenxuan to bury her for herself, then she must put this person down.

Su Mu said softly, "Wang Nan Ye, we can spend it slowly, you will be the one who gets married first."

"Really?" He smiled, glanced at her again, and walked slowly upstairs.

Su Mu stopped him behind him: "Ye Xiang Nan."

He paused and glanced back at him.

Su Mu said softly, "Do you think marriage can be without love and loyalty, right?"

He did not speak, but still stared at her with deep eyes.

Su Mu smiled slightly, a bit bitterly, "But I am not, I..."

She paused for a moment and said astringent: "I still yearn for marriage. I don't think marriage is like that. It's not what I thought, nor what Ye Xun thought. Mr. Ye, you too... You shouldn't be so early. Don’t expect, you should find a woman you love to get married."

Ye Xiangnan sneered: "I was originally, but why do you want to marry you Su Mu, don't you know?"

Su Mu's face was pale under the street lamp.

After a while she whispered: "Sorry."

"It's late." He said coldly, then turned his head and walked upstairs: "Come and open the door, I'll look at Ye Xun."

Su Mu bit her lip before going up.

He turned to her to open the door, the light was dim and he couldn't see the other side's face.

Suddenly, Ye Xiangnan reached out and clasped her shoulders, and pressed her against the wall.

With a hint of thought in his eyes: "Your eyes are red, have you cried?"

"Cry for Shen Wenxuan?"

"No." Su Mu denied it quickly, and didn't want to talk nonsense with him, don't take the key and start opening the door.

The door opened, but he caught her hand, always a little indecent when pulling.

And all this was seen by Ye Xun, the little man wearing a small white bathrobe, looking at here baffledly.

He remembered that his mother went downstairs to take out the garbage, why did his father come here...

Ye Xiangnan quickly let go of Su Mu, walked over and hugged Ye Xun: "You haven't slept yet?"

Ye Xun said in a low voice: "Can't sleep."

Ye Xiangnan smiled: "How about Dad telling stories?"

Ye Xun felt that he was not so close to him, but he was a child after all, and remembered the warmth before, and he was a little fascinated and hesitant.

Ye Xiangnan walked toward the small bedroom holding him in his arms.

Yexun’s bed was only 1.2 meters long. Although it was simple, the whole room was neat and clean. Even the quilt and pillows had a smell of the sun, which made them feel very comfortable.

Lie down one year and one year, the bed is already full.

Ye Xun was stuffed into the quilt, only a small head came out, resisting and yearning.

He is so difficult.

Ye Xiang lay on the south side, hugging the little guy with others, and told stories in a low voice.

After talking about Snow White, when talking about Cinderella, Xiao Ye Xun finally couldn't help but speak: "Dad, I'm not a little girl."