Chapter 323 Is Husband So Incompetent In Your Eyes?
"Don't mind me. It's all my fault. It was my aunt who almost hurt you. Just leave me alone. Only in this way will I feel better."
Kong Yalan was really not merciless at all, and slapped herself in the face again and again.
Wen Sitian wanted to get out of bed, but was stopped by He Yanyi.
Her pupils trembled slightly: "Ayan..."
"Lie down and let me talk to aunt."
"But……"
"Believe me." He Yanyi held her hand tightly and rubbed his warm fingertips gently on her mouth, as if to comfort her.
Wen Sitian looked at the determination in the man's eyes and nodded.
"Um."
He Yan settled Wen Sitian and then helped Kong Yalan up.
"If you really care about her body, come out with me."
But Kong Yalan knew very well that only Wen Sixian was soft-hearted. If she asked her to talk to He Yan, she would be seeking death, and there would be no room for it.
But facing He Yanyi's eyes, she didn't dare to refuse.
In the end, Kong Yalan had no choice but to bite the bullet and go out with He Yanyi.
Fan Meng couldn't help but snicker: "Since Mr. He is here, just rest assured, your aunt will definitely not be able to stay today."
Fan Meng thought of He Yanyi's sharp and cold eyes just now. Not to mention Kong Yalan, even she couldn't help but feel embarrassed when she saw it.
That's how he is, even if he doesn't say anything, just standing there can give people a strong sense of oppression.
Wen Sitian's attitude is very clear: "No matter whether she did it on purpose this time, I will never compromise again."
Fan Meng nodded solemnly and held Wen Sitian's hand.
"Can understand."
No one feels more pain than having a loved one stab him in the back.
Wen Sitian sighed almost inaudibly: "Too many things have happened recently."
If Ayan and Fan Meng hadn't been by her side, she didn't know how she would have survived.
Fan Meng encouraged Wen Sitian: "Don't worry, no matter what happens, we will stand by your side without hesitation."
"Me too."
After a while, Kong Yalan opened the door of the ward again.
"Sitian, I'll leave in a moment. What happened this time is my aunt's fault. I will never disturb your life again."
When they heard the last sentence, both Wen Sitian and Fan Meng looked shocked.
Fan Meng whispered in Wen Sitian's ear: "What did Mr. He of your family say to your aunt, and why did he say so suddenly that he would never come again?"
"have no idea."
Fan Meng gave a thumbs up to Wen Sitian: "As expected of Mr. He."
Wen Sitian also wanted to get along with her relatives and no longer wanted to be serious with Kong Yalan.
"Auntie, go back and live a good life in the future. We all live our own lives."
"Hey, you should also take care of yourself."
Kong Yalan didn't say anything this time. After explaining a few words, she left with Fan Meng.
In the end, only Wen Sitian and He Yanyi were left in the ward.
As soon as He Yan walked up to Wen Sitian, his hand was on her right side. The light cyan blood vessels were obvious, and the black material brushed her shoulder.
"Sorry, I'm late, I want you to face it alone."
Wen Sitian heard the deep guilt in his tone, and she spoke softly.
"It's okay. This matter itself has nothing to do with you. It's my own problem. I don't want to rely on you for everything."
She is old now, she is not a child, and she cannot cause him as much trouble as before.
He Yanyi said nothing, stared at her pale face, and then flicked her forehead with his fingertips.
"I'm your husband, why doesn't it matter?"
Wen Sitian's cheeks turned red when he said: "If your divorce certificate hadn't been fake, we would have nothing to do with each other now."
He Yan clasped her chin, narrowed his slender eyes and spoke in a drawl.
"You want to draw a clear line with me so much. Is there someone you like outside?"
Wen Sitian looked embarrassed: "No."
"Why is your face so red? Are you feeling guilty?"
He gently lifted her chin, and Wen Sitian saw the high bridge of his nose and his thin lips pressing down inch by inch, so close that she could see his dark eyelashes.
Wen Sitian choked her neck, and she could feel her cheeks getting hot.
"Of course not, you are too close."
When she faced her like this, she could feel his breath hitting her already hot cheeks, like a feather gently passing over her. Every pore seemed to be opened and itchy.
He Yanyi likes to see Wen Sitian's shy look. He always feels that teasing her will make him feel a little happier.
Especially when he saw that she was obviously nervous about what to say, but she still refused to admit defeat and had to say a few words to him.
"Oh, it's too close. You may not be used to it. Just get used to it."
He Yanyi responded slowly, then moved closer to her, his lips brushing against hers.
Wen Sitian stretched out her hand to push him away: "Be serious, this is not the time for joking."
However, He Yanyi suddenly held her slender wrist, looked at her tenderly with his amber eyes, stopped his previous carelessness, and spoke in a serious tone.
"I'm not kidding you. I will intervene in your affairs, no matter how big or small. Have you ever seen a husband who was indifferent to his wife? In your eyes, am I so incompetent?"
"No... I just want to learn to deal with things by myself."
Wen Sitian didn't like to trouble anyone, and He Yanyi knew this from the very beginning.
He held her face with both hands, pressed his forehead gently against hers, and spoke in a low and pleasant voice.
"I understand, but now you have to learn a very important skill."
Wen Sitian looked at him doubtfully: "What?"
"Learn to rely on me, learn to let me handle things, you only need to do what you like."
He Yanyi's breath hit her face, a scent that Wen Sitian was familiar with. She had been like this since she was a teenager. As long as she could smell his scent, her restless heart would gradually calm down.
This is still the case until now.
Wen Sitian looked into his deep eyes: "Then what did you say to my aunt just now? She didn't even make a fuss or make a fuss. If it had been before, she would have made a fuss to everyone in the street of the hospital.
knew."
"Maybe she is more afraid of me."
He Yan let go of her cheek and rubbed her head with loving eyes.
Wen Sitian naturally didn't believe it. It wasn't like she didn't understand Kong Yalan's temperament. If it hadn't frightened her, she would never have agreed.
"Don't lie to me, I'm not a child."
"I don't know anyone who used to cry a lot."
Wen Sitian was most afraid of He Yan settling old scores, because she did like to cry a lot in the past.
Her fair skin was red, her green-white fingers clenched tightly into fists, and she choked her neck as she spoke to He Yanyi.
"A good man doesn't mention his bravery in the past, but you still mention my past things, and you have the nerve to talk about me. I don't know who drank a lot in college and still..."
"I told your aunt that if you still want their house, go back quickly and never bother you again."
Wen Sitian was about to talk about the embarrassing things about He Yanyi back then, but he quickly interrupted her.
"House?" Wen Sitian was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding.