Qi Yu was a mature adult. She could understand that someone had entered Wu Ye's heart many years ago when she was not involved.

But as a wife, Qi Yu was devastated when she heard Wu Ye call out another man's name in his sleep at night.

Another thing was, if Qi Yu could prove that the scene in her dream had really existed, then it would be better if Qi Yu could prove it.

Did that mean that her fantastical dreams were all reality?

But if Qi Yu's dreams were all about real life, then why were her dreams always about other people's lives?

Qi Yu shivered and felt uncomfortable all over.

When Wu Ye walked into the living room with the washed fruit, he saw Qi Yu sitting on the carpet in a daze.

He put the fruit in front of Qi Yu and put his hands on Qi Yu's legs.

"Xiao Yu, you've cleaned the house so well. You've worked hard." Wu Ye helped Qi Yu massage the muscles on her legs. Qi Yu's legs were cramping and she was not feeling well.

Qi Yu certainly would not refuse someone's help.

She happily watched Wu Ye massage her legs and began to eat grapes.

"Don't stay at home all the time. Get more sun.

You're lacking calcium, so your legs are cramping. "Wu Ye looked at the satisfied girl and reached out to pinch her face.

Then Qi Yu grabbed his hand. The girl happily put Wu Ye's hand on her face. "I changed my skincare products. I feel that the quality of my skin has improved recently.

Mr. Wu, feel it. Is it smooth? "

"Not bad, not bad."

Wu Ye's praise was sincere. Qi Yu was young and beautiful. Her skin was smooth and elastic, and her complexion was very good.

Wu Ye noticed that Qi Yu wanted to say something but stopped. He smiled and looked at Qi Yu. "Xiao Yu, do you have something to ask me?"

Qi Yu looked at Wu Ye sitting next to her. At home, he wore a creamy white sweater and looked like a college student.

She especially liked Wu Ye dressed like this. It made Qi Yu feel that there was no age difference between them.

Did Wu Ye find that the painting in the study was touched?

Qi Yu's heart skipped a beat. She sniffed and said, "When I was cleaning the room today, I accidentally dropped the painting.

Wu Ye, who is Cheung Chi-ling? "

Qi Yu stared at Wu Ye's face, but her hands unconsciously clutched her clothes. She was very nervous about Wu Ye's answer.

"Brother, Cheung Chi-ling is a friend I met when I was exploring with Uncle San.

We went through a lot together, and then he left. "

Wu Ye's tone was very calm, but the suppressed emotions under the calmness made Qi Yu subconsciously hold Wu Ye's hand.

This was a very effective action. Qi Yu knew that this action would make Wu Ye feel better.

Sometimes, when a person was faced with difficult news, it would make him feel better to have someone to share the burden with.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know Cheung Chi-ling was already —" Before Qi Yu could finish, Wu Ye smiled and shook his head.

"Brother, he's not dead. I know that he just left.

I believe that he's still alive. It's only a matter of time before we meet again. "

Wu Ye's words made Qi Yu stuff all the words she had prepared into her stomach. She felt that she was a little jealous.

Qi Yu wasn't going to tell him that Wu Ye talked in his sleep, but she pouted and was obviously not very satisfied.

Wu Ye sighed and rubbed Qi Yu's hair. "The last time I saw him was eight or nine years ago.

Xiao Yu, you're not jealous of my good friend, are you? "

Wu Ye held Qi Yu's face and pinched the little girl's face into various shapes.

He could still see the anger in Qi Yu's eyes, but he knew that the little girl had basically been comforted by him.

Qi Yu was a very simple and good-looking person. Wu Ye knew that she accepted the truth in her heart.

"Yes, I love old vinegar like this."

Qi Yu said with a lisp. She was only a teenager nine years ago. "Listening to you talk about the past always makes me feel emotional."

"Yeah, you were still in junior high nine years ago.

Now that you mention it, I feel that I'm really old. "

Wu Ye was just joking. He looked at Qi Yu in front of him and felt emotional. After he took over Uncle San's business, he really didn't think that one day he would marry a little girl who was 12 years younger than him.

"Mr. Wu, look, I haven't even had enough fun after graduating from college, and I'm already married to you.

Mr. Wu, don't you have any thoughts about this? "Qi Yu had already changed her position to sit on Wu Ye's lap, staring at him with a pair of big eyes.

"I'm grateful to fate for letting me meet you and marry such a lovely wife."

Wu Ye's eyes sparkled when he spoke of fate. Although he had an ulterior motive for getting close to Qi Yu in the beginning, he was not a scumbag who played with a little girl's feelings.

Even if Wu Ye's motive was not naive at the beginning, when he was treated sincerely by a good girl, Wu Ye's original motive had long changed.

He had changed a lot over the years, but he felt very comfortable when he was with Qi Yu.

Qi Yu's heart was completely at ease. Wu Ye looked at her with love in his eyes. She believed that everything she saw now was true.

"This is enough," Qi Yu told herself in her heart.

Wu Ye leaned on the sofa, while Qi Yu pressed him against the wall and kissed him. "Wu Ye, let's have a baby."

Wu Ye showed a very surprised expression for a moment. "Isn't it good to play for a few more years? I feel sorry for you."

He remembered that when he and Qi Yu had just started dating, the little girl had complained to him that women who gave birth were both scary and respectable. Thinking about it scared him.

"We're still young, don't worry.

This kind of thing will happen naturally. When the time comes, the little life will come as scheduled. "Wu Ye looked at the ignorant little girl and said with a trace of guilt in his heart.

Or did he give her too little sense of security? Wu Ye kissed the little girl's mouth and decided to spend more time at home with Qi Yu these days.

At night.

At night, Qi Yu had a dream again, but this time the dream was strange and out of control.

She dreamed of a young girl lying on the carpet. The girl's face was blue, like a female ghost in a Hong Kong horror movie from the tenth century.

Even from the perspective of a bystander, Qi Yu felt that she could smell a strange strong fragrance in the room.

And she felt that she smelled a stench in this strong fragrance, a stench that made her want to vomit.

The girl let out a painful groan. Only then did Qi Yu realize that the girl lying on the felt seemed to have her limbs crippled. Her eyes were also blinded.

She didn't know who was so cruel to torture this young girl.

Qi Yu subconsciously looked around, but she couldn't find anything in the room that could confirm the time of this dream.

Qi Yu's dreams usually came from ancient times, modern times, and the Republic of China, but she rarely had such a horrible dream.

Then Qi Yu saw the girl get up. She lowered her head and used her elbows and knees to crawl at a speed that a disabled person shouldn't be able to use.

The long hair and the turbid eyes made the visual impact even stronger than Chu Renmei's.

But Chu Renmei was fake, and everything in front of her could have happened in the past.

Qi Yu suddenly sat up in bed. Only then did she realize that the sky was already bright.

The sound of cooking made Qi Yu realize that she was at home. She put on her slippers and opened the door.