Chapter 178 - Flowers Are Not Sent By Him

Chapter 178: Flowers Are Not Sent By Him

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
They were actually not familiar with each other at all, only relatives by name. He didn’t want to get familiar with them either, which was, in his eyes, a waste of his energy.
“Forget it, go by yourself.” Ye Hao glanced at Yang Kexin lightly. “I’ll go home for dinner.”
After saying that, he pulled the door of the car open directly, sat in the driver’s seat and fastened his seat belt, moving as habit in one flow of movement.
Yang Kexin pouted her red lips, feeling wronged. She did not expect her cousin to be so indifferent to her. However, she did not want to give up this opportunity.
“Big cousin…” She put her hand on the door of the car, looking like a poor little sister in need of comfort. She wanted to arouse the protective desire out of the man in the car as well.
Ye Hao lowered the window. His frown suggested his great impatience.
“What on earth are you up to?” He spoke in a higher voice, with a hint of irritation in his eyes.
“I just want you to have dinner with me!”
“I’m not interested!” Ye Hao answered coldly. Not in the mood to be with her, he closed the window and started the car.
He did not care about so-called relatives at all. In his eyes, they were not in the least different from strangers.
Back home, he first went to the bedroom, where his wife was waiting for him. As long as he came home and saw her, his heart would settle down.
“You’re back.” He Xiyan crawled up from the sofa. She had slept for two to three hours. Since the doctor told her to lie down, rest more and walk less every day, she spent seventeen to eighteen hours lying down every day. She just hoped that the baby would be all right. After all, her last experience of baby care really scared her.
Ye Hao embraced He Xiyan in his arms habitually. Every time he came back from work, the first thing he did was to hug her.
“You didn’t throw up today, do you?” He patted her on the back and asked with great concern. She was vomiting from time to time these days. Although it was the symptom of pregnancy, the fact that she could not eat anything still worried him a lot.
He Xiyan nestled up to him, face against his chest, feeling the warmth passed on from him. Every time held by him like this, she would feel satisfied and happy.
“Not today.” She smiled, and her eyesight fell again on the windowsill, where there was a bunch of fragrant roses. “Yehao…” He Xiyan muttered her husband’s name and whispered, “Thank you for sending me flowers today.”
“What?”
Stunned, Ye Hao looked at He Xiyan without knowing why.
“What flowers?” He was surprised and somewhat puzzled. Did he buy flowers today?
He Xiyan was also confused. Just now she was still quite sure, but when she saw him so surprised, she doubted as well.
“Didn’t you send me flowers?” She pointed to the beautifully wrapped bunch of roses by the windowsill. Roses were not normal flowers. They represent love actually. Who else would send them except him?
Ye Hao’s face sank as if he had seen something very unpleasant. He went over and picked up the large bunch of roses which were wrapped in heart shape.
Since he himself didn’t send the roses, there was only one man left.
A touch of deep annoyance flitted through Ye Hao’s amber eyes. He pushed open the window and threw the big bouquet downstairs as if he were throwing something very disgusting.
After throwing them, he turned around and looked at He Xiyan who were left at a complete loss, saying,
“Yanyan, I’ll buy you another bunch tomorrow.”
He Xiyan was as stunned as a fool. Without saying a single word, she just witnessed what Ye Hao did, shocked. She noticed the trace of disgust and hatred on his face when he saw the flowers.
Should this bouquet…
Suddenly He Xiyan dropped her eyes, another man appearing in her mind.