Chapter 1133: Do You Feel It’s a Pity?

He Xiyan squatted on the toilet, not daring to get up.

Her face became even redder, as if she had put on rouge.

She did not look up at Ye Hao, but just stretched out her hand and quickly took away what he handed over.

"You go out." He Xiyan said awkwardly.

This scene was really terrible.

Ye Hao raised the corners of his beautiful mouth and smiled, but he was very happy in his heart.

He believed that as long as they could have more opportunities to get along, Yanyan would come back to him sooner or later.

After Ye Hao went out, He Xiyan quickly solved her personal physiological problems and then stood up carefully.

When she came out, Ye Hao still helped her.

"Thank you!" He Xiyan glanced at the man next to her. Although she thought he was annoying, he was really taking care of herself at this time.

"You're welcome, Yanyan, be careful." Ye Hao held He Xiyan's hand with one hand and her shoulder with the other hand, and helped her walk slowly forward.

After helping her to the bed, he carefully lifted her feet and let her lie back on the bed.

Turning around, Ye Hao went to the water dispenser next to him and got a cup of warm water.

"Come, Yanyan, drink some water before going to sleep." Ye Hao handed the cup over and raised the bed a little.

He Xiyan took the cup and drank a few sips. She was indeed thirsty and dry-mouthed.

After drinking, He Xiyan handed the cup to Ye Hao.

Looking up, she saw the haggardness on his face and the faint bloodshot in his eyes. He must be very tired.

"You rest on the accompanying bed. There is nothing to do at night. Go back early tomorrow and I will ask the people in the castle to come."

He Xiyan said in a deep voice. At this time, she didn't know what to say to this man.

He really didn't need to come here.

Ye Hao smiled faintly. He didn't obediently go to sleep on the accompanying bed next to him, but moved a chair and sat beside the bed, looking at He Xiyan.

"You go to sleep first, Yanyan, I will rest after you fall asleep."

He Xiyan sighed and was speechless.

Well, let him be.

Time passed by minute by minute, and He Xiyan slowly closed her eyes. She couldn't sleep. Her mind was very clear, but she looked like she was asleep.

She heard some heartfelt words the man said beside her bed.

"Yanyan, believe me, I won't let you down this time. It was my fault that I didn't trust you enough and let Han Xue design it, thinking that you still had feelings for Mo Yixuan. I was so angry at that time just because I didn't want to lose you. Our marriage shouldn't have that result. I am unwilling, don't you think it's a pity?"

Ye Hao's voice was very low, but He Xiyan still heard it.

She didn't reply, still closing her eyes tightly, but the fingers of her right hand suddenly moved, and then a tear overflowed from the corner of her eye, wetting her long eyelashes.

Is it a pity?

She asked herself.

She had expected that marriage and was happy for a while, but in the end, the beauty was shattered by reality. She couldn't forget the despair when she left the Ye family. Despair of marriage, love, and even life.

That was the third home she had lost, and she felt gloomy at the time.

Ye Hao stood up, and under the dim night light, his figure was stretched very long.

He let out a long sigh, and after seeing that the woman on the bed should have really fallen asleep, he turned and walked towards the accompanying bed.

But before he lay down, he heard a knock on the door.