At the other end, ye Fei is immersed in the bath soup with her back on the jade back. She can't help but think back to the scene where she spent the last time with him. Her words, smiles, anger and anger seemed to have happened yesterday.

She tried her best to drive the scenes out of her mind, but the man seemed to have a root in her heart. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't do it. Instead, the more she wanted to forget, the more clear they would become and emerge in front of her.

In the dense water mist and steam, ye Fei remembered the first time they met. At that time, she only thought about how to become the enviable Mrs. Su Shao, and how to snatch him from ye Ya's hand. At that time, she never thought that she would be deeply mired in mud and would entangle him here day after day.

From the initial physical fit, to later when she was sitting on his lap selling wine, from being drunk to not drinking at all, from the meager income to the later daily income, she gradually began to understand the benefits that his power can bring to herself.

Later, she began to love his tenderness and indulge in his indulgence. She began to want to escape, but finally failed to get out of the cage he created.

She began to try to wear the uniform of Shanghai military style for him, began to be jealous of other women, began to make birthday cake for him, and began to have new expectations for the future

He would buy a bunch of roses to express himself in the hospital, try to write a love letter to himself, and even go to school to be a professor in order to meet with him.

That pile, piece by piece, as if happened yesterday, those hidden in the memory of love at this moment broke through the gate, like a raging flood, almost submerged her.

It turns out that so many things can happen in half a year. It turns out that only half a year can let a person invade your life. Ye Fei doesn't know how much she loves him. She is destined to be colder than others for six years. Only now, she finds it ridiculous that she can't even forget that he likes to call her name again and again when she wants her

The corners of Ye Fei's mouth gently pick up a smile, with a touch of happiness, but also hidden some obscure.

Ye Fei felt that maybe the result now is that she deserved what she deserved. She must have been too public when she was proud, like a villain. She never covered up her own Schadenfreude, and even lost her life by virtue of his prestige.

Now think about it, maybe it was because she was too arrogant that the old genius punished her in such a ridiculous way. Is this the so-called "the present world".

On the sofa.

Su Mohan smoked a few cigarettes, and the food on the table was repeatedly heated several times, but ye Fei in the bathroom had not moved. Su Mohan frowned and looked at the time. More than an hour later, she had not come out. He could not help but feel a little uneasy.

He got up and went to the bathroom. Two maids stood in front of the bathroom door. Seeing him approaching, he immediately bowed down and saluted: "young master."

Su Mo Han frowned and said, "where are the people?"

"Miss Ye is still in it and hasn't come out."

Su Mohan hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't push the door directly. Instead, he lifted his hand and knocked heavily on the door, trying to make his voice sound gentle: "have you washed it yet?"

After waiting for a few minutes, Su Mo Han didn't hear the reply of Ye Fei, nor did he hear any movement in the pool. He frowned and said again, "if you don't come out in five minutes, you will be at your own risk."