"Yes."
After the butler left, Cheng Yanzhi waited, but Xia Yunsheng just rested in their son's room and never came back. He sat with the desk lamp on, waiting all night long.
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The next morning, when Xia Yunsheng came out of the baby's room, she saw Cheng Yanzhi standing at the door. He had changed clothes and was tidily dressed, looking at her with a very humble attitude, "Still angry?"
She kept her head down and didn't look at him, heading downstairs to make baby formula.
Cheng Yanzhi followed behind her, "Sheng, can we talk?"
"There's nothing to talk about." Xia Yunsheng didn't want to see him.
He was her dearest older brother, but, marrying her, he had become the biggest burden in her life.
Being with him was really exhausting.
Such unequal love really left her unsure about what to do.
Cheng Yanzhi followed her downstairs, "I promise you that what happened last night won't happen again; you believe me."
