Fated to My Billionaire Husband

He pulled her into his arms, cradling her slender waist, and comforted her with a smile, “You did nothing wrong. She’s the one who made the mistake, and she should apologize to you.”

“But she’s still your ex-wife, and I’m worried it might upset you.” The woman pouted and laughed.

Ruan Tianling laughed, held her hand, and looked at her with tender eyes, “I had no feelings for her. Now that we’re divorced, she has nothing to do with me anymore.”

That was exactly what she wanted to hear.

As long as Jian Yufei was not in his heart, she felt much more assured.

Yan Yue revealed a joyful and bright smile. As the man watched her beautiful and innocent smile, he felt that Jian Yufei could not compare with Yan Yue.

Before her personality changed, she was always agreeable, being more careful around him than a maid.

After her personality change, she became like a hedgehog, always ready to prickle him, as if it pleased her to pierce his heart.

Regardless of how her personality changed, he didn’t like it. What he liked was Yan Yue’s gentle, kind, confident, and sweet nature.

He and Yan Yue had been in love for more than a decade. Regardless of her personality or her family background, she was the woman he needed the most. Now that he had just divorced Jian Yufei and his grandfather didn’t accept Yan Yue, he could only wait.

After some time, he would propose to her, marry her, and live the life he had once dreamed of five years ago.

With these thoughts in mind, Ruan Tianling looked at Yan Yue with even more tenderness.

He held her slim waist tightly, kissed her cheek, and laughed, “Your skirt is dirty, I’ll accompany you to change it.”

Jian Yufei was seated on the steps of the hotel garden, her arms wrapped around her body, staring blankly with her eyes as she felt the cold winter air.

The garden in front of her was bereft of flowers, only chrysanthemums were in full bloom, red, white, and light yellow. The chrysanthemums swayed in the flower bed, emitting a faint fragrance.

The cold wind carried the floral scent, the air was pure and chilling.

A sturdy male coat was draped over her body, and a person took a seat next to her.

“Here, drink this to warm up.” Xiao Lang handed her a steaming cup of tea. The rich milky smell was tempting. Jian Yufei sniffed, took the cup with both hands, and thanked him with a smile.

Her delicate hands held the paper cup, feeling the warmth of the tea. It warmed both her hands and her heart.

After taking a sip of the tea, her body didn’t feel as cold.

She turned her head to the man beside her and smiled, “Thank you for today. Without you, they wouldn’t have let me off easily.”

Xiao Lang wore a warm white shirt and an expensive black vest.

He leaned back with hands supporting his body behind, one leg bent and the other lazily stretched out. Even in the cold winter, he seemed as leisurely as he would on a summer evening.

Looking at her with his handsome, deep-set face, he gave her a good-natured smile, “I help justice, not favoritism. If you did nothing wrong, I wouldn’t stand by and watch them humiliate you.”

Jian Yufei’s eyes flickered, “How did you know I was innocent? Everyone who watched the surveillance footage thought it was my fault. Even I started doubting that it was my mistake.”

But she was sure that Xu Man’s action was intended to throw wine on her face. It was just that she defended herself too quickly, and that turned what should have been their mistake into hers.

If she had waited for Xu Man to throw the wine on her face before reacting, maybe things would have been different.