Chapter 1088

A week later.

It was very dark. At about eight o'clock in the night, after coaxing Ye Xiaotian to sleep, Lu Chuan drove Ye Fei back to her apartment.

Opening the door, the huge room is still empty, which makes people feel flustered. Ye Fei throws the key on the tea table. Looking at the luxurious and expensive furniture, she only feels chilly from the bottom of her heart. The cold makes her feel that this is not a home, but a hotel where she lives temporarily.

She had fantasized about her marriage with Su Mohan for countless times, and imagined how sweet and happy their family was. However, she never thought that her love with him would be so indifferent.

Ye Fei got up and took a hot bath. After su Mohan saw her take the medicine after the event, she had not seen him for nearly a week, and there was a lot less news about him in the newspapers and magazines.

But there are also advantages of not being there. At least it's quiet.

When ye Fei came out of the bath, she saw the hazy smoke around the sofa, and she was stunned.

Su Mohan was sitting in front of the sofa in his shirt, in a hazy haze. There was a glass of foreign wine on the tea table near him. The TV was on, and I didn't know what was playing.

Hearing the sound of opening the bathroom, Su Mohan looked up at the direction of Ye Fei, and his sharp eyes easily penetrated the smoke and fell on Ye Fei.

Aware of his eyes, ye Fei looked at him silently, then took back her eyes, and turned back to her second bedroom where she had lived for a long time.

Su Mo Han rubbed his temple a little tired and sat on the sofa until late at night.

For a week, the woman did not look for him once, but even though she was disgusted with him, even if she retaliated by refusing to give birth to a child for him, he could not help coming back to see her.

When a cigarette was exhausted, Su Mohan got up and went to the bedroom to have a look. She had not lived in the empty bedroom since that night. Instead, the door of the second bedroom was always closed.

Su Mo Han stares at the closed door for a while. He doesn't come forward. After a few minutes of distraction, he turns around again and leaves.

When he returned to the imperial office, he asked his secretary to give him a cup of coffee. Su Mohan sat at his desk and processed the documents. He didn't sleep on the sofa until two or three o'clock in the morning.

The next morning, when Chu Zheng pushed the door in, he frowned at Su Mo Han, who was sleeping in a suit covered on the sofa.

Even though there are many places to go, they stay in the office and refuse to go to the bedroom upstairs, as if they are afraid that they can have a good sleep.

Because sleep is very uneasy, so when Chu Zheng pushes the door and enters, Su Mo Han has already woken up.

He frowned slightly and did not open his eyes.

Chu Zheng put breakfast on the tea table next to the sofa and said, "eat something. If you go on like this, you'll be broken."

Su Mo Han also did not lift his head, some hoarse mouth way: "you did not think about her?"

Chu Zheng didn't expect that he would suddenly ask him such a question. After pondering for a while, he said: "everyone's way of love is different. No matter love or not, it should not be achieved overnight. I just want to keep quiet with her. Maybe one day when I wake up, I will find that I don't love. Maybe until the day before I die, I find that I still love."