"Ye Wenming?" Ling Yiran was stunned. 'It's almost past 10 p.m. now. Ye Wenming is here to see me? And he's drunk?'
"I'll go see him!" Ling Yiran said immediately, quickly trying to get out of bed.
"Wait!" Yi Jinli grabbed her wrist and said, "Why don't I see him and you can rest?"
"I'd better go and see him. I'm afraid he's probably here for Sis Zhuo," said Ling Yiran.
Yi Jinli sighed and said to the butler, "Ask someone to bring Ye Wenming to the living room." With that, he turned to Ling Yiran and said, "Even if you're seeing him, at least put on your shoes and extra clothes!"
He knelt in front of her as he spoke. He held up her feet and carefully helped her wear her shoes.
Before leaving, the butler caught a glimpse of Yi Jinli who was kneeling in front of Ling Yiran. He could not help sighing to himself.
'Only Young Madam can make Young Master do that.
'People of the Yi family are either too ruthless or too dedicated!
'Old Master is a heartless man, but Old Master's son and grandson are both dedicated to their lovers. They dedicate all their feelings to one woman and can even... live or die for them...'
He only hoped that Young Master would not follow in his father's footsteps and live a wonderful life with Young Madam. Perhaps they could bring some laughter to the Yi family's cold mansion.
Ling Yiran looked down at Yi Jinli who was crouching down to put on her shoes and suddenly had a warm feeling in her heart. This feeling of being cherished was so precious to her.
She could not help raising her hand to caress the black hair on top of his head.
His hands stopped what they were doing and he looked up at her. At that moment, his beautiful peach blossom eyes met her gaze with a gleam of light.
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