The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

Chapter 227: Could You Accompany Me Home?

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Ye Hao put a large piece of fish into the bowl of He Xiyan, and then peeled several shrimps for her. Because of the pregnancy, she vomited a lot a few days ago and had a bad appetite. Now that she became much better with less severe pregnancy symptoms, he then had to force her to eat more.

He Xiyan said, “I’m full, I don’t want to eat any more, Ye Hao.”

Eating more, she was really going to become fat as a pig. She was now 105 jin and was estimated to weigh more than 120 jin when giving birth. She was only 162 centimeters. That weight sounds really terrible. When she conceived Yuanyuan, however, she only weighed 110 jin.

“No, you had only one bowl of rice.”

After saying that, Ye Hao served her another bowl. Then he put down his chopsticks, watching her eat.

He Xiyan hung her head and looked as if she was about to cry.

I had also had one bowl of soup just now! I really had had enough.

“Eat quickly, you should finish all the fish and shrimps.” Ye Hao seemed to say so as an order, as if not allowing her leave the table unless she had eaten them all.

He Xiyan could only continue eating. Although the dishes were delicious, yet she really wanted to control the amount she ate.

“Eat and I grow fat, fine...” Words jumped out of her mouth one after another as she ate, very slowly.

Ye Hao did not care, however, continuing to peel shrimps and put them in her bowl.

“You see your belly is so small. If you don’t eat, how could our little princess grow up?”

“Isn’t it only three months?”

“Three-month baby should be three-tenths long. I just touched but felt that it wasn’t as big as my fist. It must be of malnutrition.”

(He Xiyan)...

Fine, the magical logic of the expectant father was really inexplicable.

When she finally finished, she put down her chopsticks. Something important occurred to her.

“Yes, Ye Hao, will your company have some days off on Tomb-sweeping Festival?”

Ye Hao nodded.

“Three days off, statutory holidays, all companies are the same.”

“Would you accompany me back home?”

He Xiyan went to the back of the chair and hugged his husband. With sweet voice, she behaved in a spoiled manner.

Every Tomb-sweeping Festival, she would go back to pay tribute to her parents. Her parents only had her. If she did not go back, no one would go to pay tribute, then the grass on the grave would probably grow taller than a person with tombstone invisible.

Ye Hao turned his head, looking at her with some doubts.

“Back to your old hometown?”

“Yes, go back to pay tribute to the deceased. In my hometown, it would be extremely unfilial for us children not to pay tribute to our deceased parents on Tomb-sweeping Festival.” He Xiyan said with a little sadness. She used to go back every year, even when she was pregnant with Yuanyuan last year.

“Then I’ll go alone. Ye city is more than a thousand kilometers away from your hometown. It will be too tiring. You just rest at home.” Ye Hao was serious, fearing that it may be unsafe for her to go so far.

Besides, the weather in the south was bad. In the spring, it rains continuously. He was afraid that she might catch a cold there. What’s worse, if she was reminded of her miserable past experiences, it would be dangerous to cause emotional fluctuation in her.

He Xiyan curled her lips wrongly, tears seeming to burst out of her watery eyes.

She went round to the front, sitting directly on Ye Hao’s lamps, circling one hand around his neck, and stirring his tie with another hand, like a little wronged wife.

“Dear husband, let’s go together. I asked the doctor. She said that I could go back as long as the road was smooth and not bumpy. Besides, we can take the high-speed rail. It’s quite steady. We’ll be there in six or seven hours.” He Xiyan’s voice was soft, as if there was water within.

Besides, she knew that he was most afraid of her behaving so in a spoiled manner.

Ye Hao held her waist and frowned at her. Still a little serious though, his cold heart had already melted into water.