She and Yu Yimo have been married for two years, but in the past two years, Yu Yimo has never touched her. This is her knot in her heart and a shame that she cannot say.

But she is a woman after all, so how could she live alone in an empty room for the rest of her life?

The more Ye Wan'er thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She gritted her teeth, made up her mind, looked at Yu Yimo and asked, "Brother Mo, you have drunk today, are you?"

Yu Yi silently closed his eyes and replied indifferently, "Yes."

"Then I'll let the servant cook sober soup, which will relieve the headache."

Ye Wan'er said, and seeing that Yu Yimo did not refuse, she got up and walked out of the bedroom, calling Xiaohe, a maid on duty.

"Madam, what are your instructions?"

Xiaohe is not old and is only in her early twenties. Because she was born in the countryside, her mother was sick and ran to Jiangzhou City to find a maid job. She is timid and dare not even speak loudly on weekdays.

Ye Wan'er glanced at her, lowered her voice and said coldly, "Come with me."

Xiaohe nodded and followed Ye Wan'er into the kitchen.

Ye Wan'er glanced at the door and said, "Sir, you're drunk, you're ready to sober up the soup."

Xiaohe lowered her head and agreed, "Yes."

Ye Wan'er, who was beside her, narrowed her eyes, walked to the cabinet next to her, pulled out a small cabinet, and took out a small paper bag from it.

She walked to Xiaohe, handed her the small paper bag, and lowered her voice, "Soil the soup is ready later, put this in." #@$&

Xiaohe was stunned, looking at the small paper bag, she didn't dare to reach out to pick it up, "Madam..."

Ye Wan'er glanced at her, lowered her voice and said fiercely, "If you don't do it, I'll put on a bed tomorrow!"

Then, she added, "The salary this month is not available!"

Xiaohe was frightened and quickly took the small paper bag, nodded timidly, "I...I do it, I do it."

Looking at her cowardly look, Ye Wan'er thrusts the corners of her lips proudly and warns coldly, "Don't let the third person know about this, otherwise I will let you go without eating it. After cooking the sobering soup, you will immediately bring it to my bedroom!"%&(&

Seeing Xiaohe nodding quickly like a chicken slapping rice, Ye Wan'er then felt relieved and walked out of the kitchen quickly, returned to the bedroom, and continued to massage Yu Yimo.

As she pressed her hands slowly slid down along Yu Yimo's shoulders, and she swept across his chest intentionally or unintentionally.

"Brother Mo, it's grandma's birthday next month. I think it should be a big deal this time. Do you have any ideas?"

Yu Yimo said in a quiet voice, "I have to discuss this with my father before I can talk about it."

Ye Wan'er smiled, "It should be discussed, so let's go back to see your parents together this weekend, how about it?"

As she said, her hands slowly down Yu Yimo's chest, stroking the man's solid abdominal muscles, and she became more and more excited.

She had fantasized about being able to turn the world with Yu Yimo countless times, but every fantasy was lost. This time, as long as Yu Yimo drank that bowl of sobering soup, her fantasy could become reality!

When Ye Wan'er thought about this, her courage became increasingly stronger and unknowingly, she had more small movements on her hands.

Suddenly, a big hand suddenly grabbed her hand, and a huge force wrapped around her wrists, almost crushing her bones.

Ye Wan'er screamed in pain, "Ah! Brother Mo!"

Yu Yimo pulled her hard and pulled her around the sofa, half lying on the sofa.

Ye Wan'er raised her eyes and met the man's cold and somewhat sarcastic gaze, and she unconsciously shivered.

The man's voice was filled with a strong anger, "Wan'er, I told you before getting married that we will make three rules after marriage, and no one is allowed to cross the line!"

Ye Wan'er's eyes were full of tears. I don't know if it was painful or scared, "Brother Mo... But I am your wife!"

"Is that true?" Yu Yimo snorted coldly, "You were the one who insisted on marrying me, and you don't know why I am like this?"

Ye Wan'er's heart chills, she opened her mouth, unable to say a word.

At this moment, her hatred for her stupid brother became even more serious.

If it weren't for Ye Zeyu, Yu Yimo would never have known in his life that the leaked Yu's group's plan was related to her! It was precisely because of this that there was an irreversible gap between her and Yu Yimo.

"Brother Mo... I was wrong, I was really wrong. I have never said anything to me in the past two years, but I am also your wife! We can't do this for the rest of our lives..."

Looking at the woman crying in front of her, Yu Yimo's heart was filled with coldness, and she could no longer feel a trace of pity and sympathy.

He felt more and more that he and Ye Wan'er had gone further and further away, and there was no way to go back to the past.

"Brother Mo, I really know I was wrong. The plan was leaked because I loved you so much..." Ye Wan'er reached out and pulled the corner of Yu Yimo's clothes, tears falling like rain.

Yu Yimo frowned and looked gloomy, "Don't you understand it because of the two of us because of the same project?"

After he finished speaking, he got up, pulled the corner of his clothes out of Ye Wan'er's hand, and walked out quickly.

The door was closed with a "bang" and the man's footsteps went further and further away.

Ye Wan'er knelt on the ground, holding the blanket on the sofa with all her strength, wishing she could explode on the spot.

It has been more than two years, and even if she did the wrong thing at the beginning, he should forgive her!

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly came from the door, and then Xiaohe's voice sounded, "Madam, the sober soup is ready..."

Ye Wan'er gritted her teeth in anger, suddenly got up from the ground, walked quickly to the door, and opened the door.

Looking at Xiaohe standing at the door, she was so angry that she couldn't get out. If she could cook the sobering soup early and let Yu Yimo drink it early, there wouldn't be such an unpleasant thing happening later!

The more Ye Wan'er thought about it, the more angry she became. All her anger and resentment gathered together, putting her on the verge of an outbreak.

She gritted her teeth and asked, "Did you see sir?"

Xiaohe whispered, "I saw it...he's gone."

"Then you give me a lot! Do you give me some drinks?" Ye Wan'er gritted her teeth in anger, wishing she could raise her foot and put Xiaohe on her.

Suddenly, her eyes flashed over the sobering soup on the tray, and a trace of coldness flashed quickly in the bottom of her eyes. She looked at Xiaohe and said in a deep voice, "Since the sir is gone, this bowl of sobering soup can't be wasted. You can drink it for me!"

When Xiaohe heard this, her face suddenly turned pale, "Madam...I was wrong..."

Ye Wan'er's face became a little distorted, and she ordered coldly, "Give me a drink!"

"Don't...madam..."

"Do you drink?" Ye Wan'er stepped forward and approached her and said, "If you don't drink, I'll send someone to give your seriously ill mother a soup, do you believe it?"

Xiaohe was completely frightened and knelt down with a tray tremblingly, lowered her head and begged for mercy, "Madam, I beg you, let me go..."

Ye Wan'er asked coldly, "Let you go? Then who can let me go!"
Chapter completed!