Chapter 652 - Mo Yixuan Could Come, Why Couldn’t I?

Chapter 652: Mo Yixuan Could Come, Why Couldn’t I?
Ye Hao, tightening his eyebrows, knocked twice at the door again. He, who looked normal just now, changed completely the moment he saw Mo Yixuan.
The initial trace of excitement or guilt was nowhere to be found on his face.
He winked at A Mu, who then said again,
Miss He, please open the door. I’ve promised Mr. Ye to deliver these things to you in person.

In the room, He Xiyan rose impatiently. She really didn’t want anything from him, but she was also tired of him knocking outside all the time.
Because of her emotional instability, she walked in a careless way, tripping over a chair.
An obvious trace of pain came from her knee, but she couldn’t care so much.
She went to the door, opened it directly, and reached out her hands.
All of a sudden—-
The moment she reached out her hands, a quite familiar figure fell into her eyes, which was so familiar to her that even if she simply saw a shadow, she could recognize who it was.
Stunned there, He Xiyan suddenly felt her chest stuffy and uncomfortable, as if the air around had been pumped away.
An annoying guy just went away, then here came another.

You go.
He Xiyan looked at the man in front of her indifferently, as what she did to Mo Yixuan just now.
Those two were the last people she wanted to see for the time being.
Ye Hao, however, looked at the woman in front of him, his ex-wife, doubtfully and hatefully. His clutched his fingers tightly together without even realizing it himself.
Yes, he bore hatred, against her, and against himself as well.

Why? Mo Yixuan can come, why can’t I?
Ye Hao raised his eyebrows, his amber eyes burning with anger and his face covered in denser hatred.
This woman, since divorce, had not received any phone call from him, nor had she replied to his messages, and didn’t even ask anything about their daughter. Instead, she wasstill be in contact with Mo Yixuan here.

I don’t understand what you’re talking about.
He Xiyan was quite irritated, not bothering to explain anything to him. She reached out her hands and touched the door frame, intending to close the door, which was blocked by the man.

What on earth do you want to do, Ye Hao?
She roared angrily, her face turning red again with excitement and fury.
Her entire person, as if had been provoked, was about to blast off.

What do I want to do?
Ye Hao sneered, stretching out his arm and grasping the woman’s shoulder directly.
You say what I want to do, He Xiyan? Do you think I am a fool?

She thought that he didn’t know that man had been here?
Feeling restless, He Xiyan pulled the man’s hand off hard. Under the lamplight, she looked extremely bad, who seemed about to go mad if provoked more.

You’re sick! Ye Hao, you come here just to question me?
She pointed at herself and said,
Yes, Mo Yixuan just came here, but does it have anything to do with you?


What did you say?
Ye Hao suddenly opened his eyes wide upon hearing these words. In irrationality, he seemed to have forgotten that they were no longer husband and wife, and that he was just her ex-husband.
He Xiyan turned her head away, speechless. When she looked at the man again, there was a trace of alienation in her eyes besides annoyance. She blew her nose and said,
Mr. Ye, we are divorced. Now, no matter who I am contacting or who I am with, it has nothing to do with you. Please go back and don’t disturb my life.

He Xiyan said coldly, and after that she turned around, leaving her back to the man in front of her.
She was really upset now. But for the little rationality left in her mind, she might be unable to control her behavior and do crazy things like yesterday.