Xia Weiyi looked up at Ye Che and then buried her head in his chest, wrapping her arms slowly around his waist. She trembled as she began to speak.
"Ye Che, I'm scared, I... I don't want you to go 'have tea' with them. I want you to stay home and eat the dinner I've made for you... I..."
Before she could finish, her lips were deeply sealed by Ye Che's, pushing the word 'scared' back down her throat.
Ye Che's kiss lasted for quite a while, and he reluctantly let go of Xia Weiyi, whispering comforting words.
"Good girl, don't be afraid, I'm going to be fine. You know, your husband has been through every storm since childhood. These small fries aren't even worth my concern—they can't and wouldn't dare to do anything to me."
"Yiyi, you just wait at home for me, okay? I promise you, I'll be back by evening. Make dinner, and wait for me to come home, alright?"
