Mr. Ye for the rest of his life, please advise

Chapter 432 You Don't Sleep, What Are You Doing Here?
The servants in Lucifer Manor are there for [-] hours, and at night, another group of people will take over the work of others during the day.

So, no matter what she wants to eat, she can always find someone to make it.

As soon as she went downstairs, a maid walked up to her and asked, "Young Madam, do you have any orders?"

She nodded, "Well, I'm a little hungry, you can ask someone to make me some supper, just get something light, not greasy."

The maid responded and was about to leave when she suddenly thought of something and stopped the maid and said, "Make one more."

She took the prepared supper and walked outside the study.

Sure enough, the light in the study was on, but the door was ajar.

She stood outside the door and looked inside through the crack of the door.

Ye Fan didn't sit in front of the study and work, but sat by the window with a glass of red wine in his hand.

The red wine has almost bottomed out.

The stern face became a little colder in the night, and the gaze in the dark green eyes became more unfathomable, as mysterious as this night.

He was thinking about something, and he was fascinated.

She opened the door and walked in, but he didn't even notice.

She gently put the supper on the table, and the slight sound finally brought him back from his contemplation, and he looked over at her.

"You don't sleep, what are you doing here?"

After being dazed for two seconds, he got up and walked to her side, looked down at the supper on the table, and said calmly, "Mother Zhang will be responsible for these things."

The feeling of sadness and grievance came to my heart again.

She suppressed the pain in her heart and said, "I know that someone is responsible for these things, but I am your wife, shouldn't it be right to care about your husband? If you don't want me to come, I will not come in the future."

Ye Fan remained silent and did not speak, but just looked at her quietly, his eyes were deep and complex, making it hard to fathom.

She took it as his acquiescence.

I felt even more uncomfortable in my heart, but I managed to squeeze out a smile, "It's getting late, you better not work too late."

Ye Fan nodded and said nothing more.

She felt that she would not be able to hold on any longer.

He made it clear that he didn't want to see what she meant at all.

"I won't bother you anymore."

She turned and left, with big tears rolling down her eyes.

She left very quickly, afraid that people would see her embarrassed and weak at this time.

On a gloomy rainy night, the air also became cloudy, and the biting cold wind beat against her heart.

She hugged her arms tightly, walked back to the room at a faster pace, and sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt, still feeling cold.

There is no place that is not cold all over the body.

In the quiet and terrifying night, the sound of the dreary rain outside the window hitting the window sill, along with the rhythm of the second hand of the wall clock on the wall inside the room, struck her heart over and over again.

She raised her head and stared blankly at the ceiling.

Just sitting like this for a whole night, the rain outside the window was also pattering all night.

An autumn rain and a layer of coolness.

The wind blowing in from outside the window hit her face directly, she covered her face, the heat on her face was blown away by the wind, her cheeks were cold, without any temperature at all.

She got out of bed and took out a thick sweater to wrap around her body, only to feel better.

She didn't sleep all night, she felt very tired, she closed her eyes, but couldn't fall asleep.

His indifferent expression, indifferent words, indifferent eyes, over and over again, appeared in her mind like a movie replay.

(End of this chapter)