Han Ye already regretted and was so ashamed that he wished he could strangle himself.
Why couldn't he control that split second instinctive reaction?
Sister-in-law had clearly called for Xiyao, and Xiyao was right there, so why did he stand up when he had already made up his mind?
Now Xiyao knew, what would he think of him, a despicable person who backstabbed his brother and lusted after his sister-in-law?
How could he ever face Xiyao again, — he should have left with Sijia and Yiming just now, no, he shouldn't have let himself go from the start!
Han Ye didn't know how he managed to squeeze out a voice, "Xiyao, I... It's not what you think, I'm... sorry..."
But Huo Xiyao just waved his hand, "Why apologize, did you do something wrong? Alright, Ah Ye, you go back and rest first, I'll call you later."
After speaking, he strode toward the bedroom, and soon he entered the room, but his voice carried out, "Dear Bao'er, hubby is here, what do you want? Are you thirsty..."
