The Clingy Contract: My CEO Husband Won't Stop Spoiling Me

Chapter 250: Chapter 250: Did life start to go against me after divorcing Ye?

Tang Suiyu’s body was soft,

”Uncle Ye, you’re so bad...” She bit her small lips and whispered, ”Did you do it on purpose?”

Ye Gushen’s thin lips brushed against her fair neck, ”What did I do on purpose?

She lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and shouted.

Ye Gushen stood at the bedside, ”Wife, what do you need?”

”You finished eating and now you’re denying it! Get up here and sleep with me!” She patted the empty space beside her.

Ye Gushen looked at the empty space on the big bed, then leaned down close to her, ”I have something to do, I need to leave for a while.”

”...” Tang Suiyu suddenly opened her eyes, Ye Gushen was already dressed sharply.

”I find that when you’re dressed, you look so righteous, but you’re nothing but a beast!” Tang Suiyu stretched out her long leg, her fair little foot touching his thigh, ”Leave for a while, when will you be back?”

”It might be a few days.”

”In your eyes, a few days is just a while! Ye Gushen, I finally understand!” She abruptly withdrew her leg, ”Go, go! I’m a magnanimous wife!”

”Are you angry?” Ye Gushen held her slender white leg, his somewhat rough fingertips rubbing against her.

”Not really angry, how would I dare be angry at Uncle Ye!” It’s just, coming back to sleep and then leaving again.

She felt a bit strange.

If Ye Gushen gave her some money before leaving, it would be even stranger.

However, the next moment, Ye Gushen said, ”The bank card for today’s purchases, you keep it. Buy whatever you want. It’s early autumn, you can go shopping with Li Buyan.”

Tang Suiyu: ”...”

She was stunned, Ye Gushen pinched her small face, ”Ruannuan...”

”You go handle your business! I’m fine! I’m tired, I need to sleep...” She turned over, her back facing him.

Ye Gushen stood for a few more minutes before leaving.

——

It was time for the play rehearsal again.

Li Buyan and Shi Qingqing went ahead.

Tang Suiyu bought a few bottles of water and walked lazily behind.

”Tang Suiyu!” Coming towards her, Nan Yangyang approached, ”When did Miss Tang have to do manual labor too? Did your life start going downhill after divorcing Ye?”