C168 (2/2)

Ihao looked directly at the woman sleeping soundly in his arms. With his other hand, he couldn't help but move his hand to her face and redirect his attention to her. His hair was in a mess. When he removed the hair on his forehead, a deep scar impressively appeared in front of his eyes.

For some reason, looking at that scar made Ihao's heart lurch. His eyes flickered slightly as his slender white fingers gently caressed the scar. In the end, he couldn't help but lower his head and lightly kiss the scar on her forehead.

”Wifey, was it very painful back then?” Ihao couldn't help but ask in a low voice. He remembered that ever since she was young, she had always been afraid of pain. Even if she were to accidentally fall down and break a little bit of skin, she would still bawl for a long time. With such a deep scar, I really don't know how much she screamed back then.

After kissing the scar on her forehead, Yi Hao carefully reached out and took her in his arms. If he hadn't hugged her for fear of getting her wounds, he really wouldn't have hugged her so lightly. God knows how much he wanted to hold her tight now. If he could, he really wanted to hold her in his arms. In her body, she wouldn't have any chance to leave him, not even if she had to leave him for a short moment.

His arms were no longer empty. Ihao closed his eyes contentedly, placed his chin gently on his warm head, closed his eyes, and, with a faint smile on his lips, went to sleep.

The next day.

Warmth was awakened by the unbearable pain in her abdomen, but when she opened her eyes, she was stunned by the scene before her.

Ye Zichen casually swept a glance around the room, and found ten maids standing not far away from the bed with something different in their hands.

In the end, her gaze fell upon the eyes of Sister Amin. Seeing her smile that was a bit too fawning, her warm eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment in front of her, Warmth began to reminisce about the past. When memories from before he passed out flooded into his mind, only then did Warmth abruptly get up from his bed. Sit up.

However, just as he moved, a tearing pain came from his abdomen. Warm immediately furrowed his brows and couldn't help but gasp in a low voice.

”Young Mistress, what's wrong?” Sister Amin noticed that Warm frowned and covered her wound with her hand. She immediately went forward and asked worriedly. Before Ihao went to the company, he had instructed them that if she gave him some money, they would all be in trouble.

Although the pain from her stomach was hard to bear, it still didn't make her lose consciousness. Hearing the way she was addressed, Warming couldn't help but stiffen. At the same time, he couldn't help but look at her with astonishment.

Young Mistress?!

She actually called her Young Mistress?!