Du Yuehua was very excited. She wanted to give Ye Xiong a hug, but Luo Weiwei was around and she was embarrassed, so she could only look at him with a pair of big, tender eyes.
"Sister Hua, why didn't you tell me that something like this happened?" Ye Xiong didn't worry so much and walked over to hug her.
Du Yuehua quickly dodged and said with a blushing face: "Yuyou is inside."
"You guys get together, I'll go out for a while." After Luo Weiwei finished speaking, she turned and left.
The moment she turned around, Luo Weiwei's face showed sadness that she had never seen before.
The feeling when a man you like is with another woman is really heartbreaking.
She took a deep breath and then strode away
"Mom, is Uncle Xiong here?" Youyou shouted happily and rushed out.
"Call Uncle Ye, come here, give Uncle Ye a hug." Ye Xiong laughed.
"I like to call him Uncle Xiong, and the bear must look like a bear!" Yuyou said seriously, imitating the big bear's voice in the cartoon.
"Okay, Uncle Xiong will be Uncle Xiong. As long as Youyou likes it, you can call her whatever you want, even if you call her daddy." After Ye Xiong finished speaking, he kissed her on the face.
"Then I'll call you Dad Xiong." Youyou looked at her mother and asked, "Mom, Uncle Xiong wants to be my father, okay?"
"Don't listen to your uncle Ye's nonsense." Du Yuehua cursed.
"Uncle Xiong, you are so useless. If you want to be my father, you have to get past my mother!" Youyou lectured like a little adult.
Ye Xiong couldn't help being amused by her.
The three of them gathered together for a while, and Ye Xiong said: "Yuyou, I'm going to talk to your mother about something, can you go and play by yourself?"
"I don't." Youyou refused.
"You are here, how can I have the nerve to ask your mother if she agrees to let me be your father?" Ye Xiong asked with a smile.
Youyou thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll go find Panpan to play. You guys can discuss it slowly."
After saying that, she ran out and closed the door of the room.
"Panpan is a girl next door who is also a target. Youyou often goes there to play," Du Yuehua explained.
Her eyes fell faintly on Ye Xiong, and she hesitated to speak. Her passionate look made Xiong feel shocked.
Ye Xiong walked over, hugged her and said, "Sister Hua, I'm sorry for making you feel wronged. If something like this happened to Youyou, you should have told me as soon as possible."
"Didn't you go to the capital with Yang Xinyi? I was afraid that you would be distracted, so I didn't tell you." Du Yuehua replied.
"You are truly the kindest woman in the world and the best to me." Ye Xiong stroked her hair.
"Axiong, I want you..." Du Yuehua was emotional, her heart was pounding, and she whispered in his ear: "Close the door to the room."
Ye Xiong picked her up, locked the door to the room, held her against the door, and kissed her passionately.
When they met again, their longing turned into a raging fire and completely overwhelmed Du Yuehua.
The two of them stood by the door, violently venting their thoughts after meeting again.
Ten minutes later, Du Yuehua lost him several times and hugged him tightly, her face flushed with residual heat.
"Why haven't you come out yet?" Du Yuehua asked strangely.
Luo Weiwei has squeezed everything out of her, how can she get out?
"As long as you feel comfortable." Ye Xiong felt a little ashamed.
There are more and more women around him, and he is under increasing pressure.
Whether it's Yang Xinyi, Du Yuehua, or Luo Weiwei, he doesn't want to give up on any of these women, because he has given his feelings to all of them, not just to get them.
"Have you eaten secretly outside? Are you serious about it?" Du Yuehua pinched his nose.
"No." Ye Xiong replied with a guilty conscience.
Du Yuehua sighed. She was a mature woman and someone who had been through this before. How could she not know the reason for Ye Xiong's situation?
But she doesn't care.
She was a married woman, and it was enough to get Ye Xiong's love. She didn't dare to expect too much.
Du Yuehua hugged him and said quietly: "As long as you remember me in your heart, I will be satisfied. No matter how many women are around you, I won't care. As long as I can have a little status in the corner of your heart,
That’s enough.”
"Sister Hua, you are so kind!"
The two of them stayed together for a moment, then arranged their clothes and sat back on the sofa.
"Sister Hua, when Ruan Jingyang was still here, he often traveled on business, right?" Ye Xiong suddenly asked.
"Why do you ask this suddenly?" Du Yuehua was surprised.
In the past, Ye Xiong never asked about her dead husband.
"Answer me."
"He travels frequently, but at irregular intervals. Sometimes he travels three or four times a month, sometimes once a month, and sometimes only once every few months." Du Yuehua replied truthfully.
"How long will it take?"
"Sometimes two or three days, sometimes a week, the longest time was almost three months." After Du Yuehua finished speaking, he sighed: "I saw him running around outside all day long. It was quite hard. At that time
I really want him to put aside his outside business, not care about anything, and live his own life. But he always said that men put career first..."
The time three months ago must have been the time a year ago when I went out with three other intelligence agents to investigate the scientist who was instigated by foreign agents.
That mission lasted for three months.
From Du Yuehua's description, this is clearly the daily life of an agent.
"Sister Hua, if one day you discover that Ruan Jingyang is still alive, what will you do?" Ye Xiong asked seriously.
Ye Xiong asked this question twice. The last time he asked it casually.
At that time, Du Yuehua also jokingly said that both men wanted to have Sunday off, one at 135 and the other at 246.
Now that Ye Xiong asked this question again and was so serious, she was a little suspicious at the moment.
"Axiong, tell me, did something happen?" Du Yuehua asked nervously.
Ye Xiong thought for a while and decided to tell her the truth of the matter so that she could be mentally prepared.
As Ruan Jingyang's wife, she has the right to know about her husband.
"I'm not sure whether your husband really died, but I can tell you one thing for sure. He was not killed in a car accident. The car accident was just a false appearance by the authorities where he worked to cover up his disappearance.
." Ye Xiong said seriously.
"What?"
Du Yuehua stood up with shock on his face. "Jingyang is really not dead?"
Seeing her excited expression, Ye Xiong knew that she had never forgotten her husband.
After all, he was a husband who had been married for six or seven years, lived together, and gave birth to a daughter. These feelings are not something that can be simply forgotten.
"I don't know if he is still alive."
"What is his identity?" Du Yuehua asked with tears in his eyes.
"His true identity is an agent of the Chinese Intelligence Division. After a mission, he disappeared." Ye Xiong told the truth.