Ye Lu's face was terrifyingly gloomy. After shouting this sentence in a deep voice, his forehead was still beating hard.
The room became completely quiet.
Ye Yaoting trembled all over, tears fell silently, and she seemed to have finally regained some sense.
After the beating, Ye Lu's hand still felt numb and sore, and this feeling even spread to his whole body.
Looking at the figure huddled together, he felt regret in his heart.
He only had this one daughter, and he had loved her so much over the years. If he hadn't been forced into a corner, he wouldn't have been willing to take action.
Thinking that there were still a lot of troubles to deal with outside, Ye Lu knew that he couldn't waste too much time and energy on it.
So, he didn't apologize, he just took a breath and tried to sound normal and gentle.
"...Okay, you can rest on your own first and wait until you feel better."
It’s clear that I can’t even stand up and walk, so what else can I talk about?
Ye Yaoting no longer dared to refute, she half-cast her face, nodded stiffly, and agreed.
Only now did she seem to finally realize that she was no longer the arrogant third lady of the Ye family who could do whatever she wanted.
Ye Lu was quite satisfied with her reaction.
He nodded, gave a few more instructions, and left.
This time, it was no longer the same as before, leaving him to patiently coax her.
There was a "bang" sound, and the door was closed from outside.
Vaguely, I seemed to hear the sound of a night heron.
"...Miss San needs to rest recently. From now on, no one can come again without my permission!"
The sound gradually faded away.
The entire room was once again filled with suffocating breath and silence.
Ye Yaoting sat slumped on the bed, stunned, her hair was messy, her eyes were red, and she was in a miserable state.
After an unknown amount of time, she laughed coldly, a flash of madness flashing in her eyes.
...
The incident at the birthday banquet spread widely, and even in Nanshan College, many students wanted to find out what was going on with Ye Xiyue.
Unfortunately, her residence is rather special and not accessible to ordinary people.
And she herself had been staying quiet and didn't come out much.
Therefore, even though everyone was itching and couldn't bear it, they still didn't get to see this existence that disrupted the entire imperial capital.
...
Ye Xiyue's absence does not affect everyone's speculations about her move. In short, there are all kinds of speculations.
But actually——
There are only two very simple reasons why Ye Xiyue is like this.
The first point: she wants peace and quiet.
Second point: She is recovering from her injuries.
Jingchuan stared at him every day, making it difficult for her to deal with it.
Even though he had said many times that it was just some flesh injuries, Jingchuan was still very insistent and even changed the medicine himself at regular intervals every day.
With such "efforts", Ye Xiyue's body finally recovered earlier than expected.
In the room, Ye Xiyue looked helplessly at the young man in front of her:
"Jingchuan, my injury is almost healed, I guess there's no need to keep tabs on it, right?"
As she spoke, she stirred the porridge in front of her.
This is cooked by Jingchuan himself, and of course it tastes good, but - no matter how delicious it is, if you eat it often, you will inevitably feel a little tired.
Jingchuan helped her prepare the dishes, which were of course extremely light.