Chapter 348
They sat at the dining table with Dudu, and the three of them finished breakfast quietly.
After Dudu had breakfast, it was almost time to go home.
Ye Fan pulled the suitcase out of the bedroom and stood at the door of the villa, as she walked over, she could see Dudu running there.
She could hear his milky voice from afar. “Dudu is the happiest Dudu.”
“It’s my first time to make a snowman…” His little chubby face puffed up, but she could not understand what he was mumbling after.
But looking at Dudu’s happy face, Ye Fan could not help but laugh out loud.
“Yesterday…” He Han lowered his gaze and added a sentence for Dudu, “Not only did the snow look good, but your piano sound was also very good.”
He Han turned his back to Ye Fan, his expression unclear, but his cold and pleasant voice quietly fell.
Ye Fan was taken aback for a moment and stopped in place.
Memories came unexpectedly, and she suddenly remembered things from her past life.
Ye Fan once held a solo concert in New York, and during the preparation period, she communicated with H via email. In the email, she mentioned her intention to hold a solo concert.
Probably because H was busy, he never replied. Ye Fan was also very busy and had no time to go online during preparations.
It wasn’t until the night of the recital that Ye Fan opened her email and unexpectedly saw a reply from him.
In that email, H wrote: It’s snowing in New York tonight, the snow is beautiful, and your piano is great.
This means that H came to New York and saw her performance at the solo concert that night.
Ye Fan didn’t know if H had watched her performance before, but that time he came.
Standing still, Ye Fan stares blankly at He Han’s back.
Her brain suddenly went blank, and He Han’s words overlapped with H’s email as if the scene had reappeared at that time, which caught her off guard.
Until He Han turned around and looked straight into her eyes.
“What’s wrong?” He Han’s voice was low, staring at her, and called out her name, “Ye Fan.”
The two simple words spoken by He Han seemed to carry a low temptation as if coming from memories.
He Han’s gaze was deep and unclear as if he was carefully scrutinizing Ye Fan’s expression at that moment, searching for that familiar feeling.
A faint smile flickered on his lips.
As their gaze met once again.
Ye Fan felt her heart beating hard, her gaze deepened as she slightly pursed her lips and blood rushed to her brain, and at this moment her rationality was completely gone.
A thought rose.
Was it possible that he… could be H?
Ye Fan opened her mouth and was about to say something but she suddenly stopped, although, her emotions right now were excited, when the critical moment comes, people would inevitably be speechless.
And at this moment, Dudu’s voice sounded. “Mom, Dad.”
The ambiguous atmosphere instantly disappeared without a trace, and the original calmness was restored.
He Han and Ye Fan withdrew their gaze and looked at their son. He Han walked over and bent down to talk to Dudu.
While Ye Fan lowered her head with a blush on her cheeks, as the fine snow on the sole of her feet melted, it was now soft and wet to step on.
A family of three sat in the car, smiling and carefree.
Ye Fan and He Han each had their thoughts, and He Han occasionally glanced up at Ye Fan in the central rearview mirror. Her restlessness made him smile.
He Han’s thin lips curled slightly, and he withdrew his gaze as the car continued to move forward.
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Chapter 348
They sat at the dining table with Dudu, and the three of them finished breakfast quietly.
After Dudu had breakfast, it was almost time to go home.
Ye Fan pulled the suitcase out of the bedroom and stood at the door of the villa, as she walked over, she could see Dudu running there.
She could hear his milky voice from afar. “Dudu is the happiest Dudu.”
“It’s my first time to make a snowman…” His little chubby face puffed up, but she could not understand what he was mumbling after.
But looking at Dudu’s happy face, Ye Fan could not help but laugh out loud.
“Yesterday…” He Han lowered his gaze and added a sentence for Dudu, “Not only did the snow look good, but your piano sound was also very good.”
He Han turned his back to Ye Fan, his expression unclear, but his cold and pleasant voice quietly fell.
Ye Fan was taken aback for a moment and stopped in place.
Memories came unexpectedly, and she suddenly remembered things from her past life.
Ye Fan once held a solo concert in New York, and during the preparation period, she communicated with H via email. In the email, she mentioned her intention to hold a solo concert.
Probably because H was busy, he never replied. Ye Fan was also very busy and had no time to go online during preparations.
It wasn’t until the night of the recital that Ye Fan opened her email and unexpectedly saw a reply from him.
In that email, H wrote: It’s snowing in New York tonight, the snow is beautiful, and your piano is great.
This means that H came to New York and saw her performance at the solo concert that night.
Ye Fan didn’t know if H had watched her performance before, but that time he came.
Standing still, Ye Fan stares blankly at He Han’s back.
Her brain suddenly went blank, and He Han’s words overlapped with H’s email as if the scene had reappeared at that time, which caught her off guard.
Until He Han turned around and looked straight into her eyes.
“What’s wrong?” He Han’s voice was low, staring at her, and called out her name, “Ye Fan.”
The two simple words spoken by He Han seemed to carry a low temptation as if coming from memories.
He Han’s gaze was deep and unclear as if he was carefully scrutinizing Ye Fan’s expression at that moment, searching for that familiar feeling.
A faint smile flickered on his lips.
As their gaze met once again.
Ye Fan felt her heart beating hard, her gaze deepened as she slightly pursed her lips and blood rushed to her brain, and at this moment her rationality was completely gone.
A thought rose.
Was it possible that he… could be H?
Ye Fan opened her mouth and was about to say something but she suddenly stopped, although, her emotions right now were excited, when the critical moment comes, people would inevitably be speechless.
And at this moment, Dudu’s voice sounded. “Mom, Dad.”
The ambiguous atmosphere instantly disappeared without a trace, and the original calmness was restored.
He Han and Ye Fan withdrew their gaze and looked at their son. He Han walked over and bent down to talk to Dudu.
While Ye Fan lowered her head with a blush on her cheeks, as the fine snow on the sole of her feet melted, it was now soft and wet to step on.
A family of three sat in the car, smiling and carefree.
Ye Fan and He Han each had their thoughts, and He Han occasionally glanced up at Ye Fan in the central rearview mirror. Her restlessness made him smile.
He Han’s thin lips curled slightly, and he withdrew his gaze as the car continued to move forward.
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