Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!-Chapter 747: A Hundred Years to Share the Same Boat (3)

Until the phone ran out of battery, she turned over and got out of bed to find the charger and plugged it in. Glancing at the time, it was already past five in the afternoon.

She left the room and went to the dining room to casually eat something. Because tomorrow was the wedding, she returned to her room and lay in bed early, preparing to sleep.

However, things didn’t go as planned. Ye Xinluo not only didn’t fall asleep but became even more awake, with a hint of nervousness, her eyes staring out the window unblinkingly, watching the sky outside grow darker and the ground lights downstairs all gradually turn on.

From time to time, the sound of people talking wafted in.

She picked up her phone and started browsing the web, but for quite a while, she didn’t take in a single word.

Feeling a bit bothered, she scratched her head... Was she nervous now?

Hmm, she definitely was. On such an important day in life, who wouldn’t be nervous! Without a doubt, her hands hidden under the quilt were beginning to sweat.

Last year, she was still comforting herself, cheering herself up, deciding to raise the child alone in the future. But tomorrow, on the seventh day of the seventh month, Qixi Valentine’s Day, she would step into the halls of marriage on this romantic day.

It feels so unreal. In less than a year, she not only found out who the child’s father was but was also going to marry him and spend the rest of her life with him. No one in Ye Xinluo’s position a few years ago could have imagined this.

But all of this had happened, really happened. Returning to Z City, she would be someone with a husband, she would be the Young Mistress of the Beichen Family...

She reached out and pinched her thigh, the clear pain told her none of this was fake. She blushed a bit shyly, pulled the quilt over her head, and after a few minutes, lifted it again.

In this way, Ye Xinluo’s mood was like a roller coaster, up and down, and gradually, time ticked away to midnight, and she still couldn’t fall asleep.

She reached for her phone, unlocked it, opened the address book, and found Beichen Rui’s number to dial.

The call was picked up after just one ring, and Beichen Rui seemed a bit surprised, "Why aren’t you asleep yet? It’s so late, I don’t want my bride to have dark circles tomorrow."

Ye Xinluo couldn’t help but smile, "Aren’t you still awake too?" She tightened her grip on the phone, stayed silent for a while, and called his name.

"What’s wrong?" His slightly hoarse voice came through, with a hint of allure, "Nervous?"

Her feelings were exposed, causing her to flush with embarrassment. She coughed lightly twice, awkwardly replying, "I was just thinking about how Qin Yin should tease you tomorrow."

"That’s kind of unfair. It’s bad enough that I’ll get pranked, but how can you help with it?"

Ye Xinluo chuckled, "I’m not helping, just giving suggestions."

Beichen Rui: "..."

Did he find a fake wife?

As he wavered, Ye Xinluo’s voice rang again, "By the way, is there any news from Shanshan? I’m really worried she might get into trouble."

"Don’t worry, I’ve already sent someone to look into it. She’s abroad, so it takes some time to investigate. She’ll definitely be fine."

"Really?"

Even though he said so, she still felt a bit uneasy inside.

"Yes, rest assured, she will definitely be okay. What you need to do now is get some rest early, and wait for me to come pick you up tomorrow."

"Okay."

Gathering her thoughts, she softly comforted, "Then... good night? Mrs. Bei Chen?"

His smooth talk amused her, making her playful, and after chatting for a while longer, she finally hung up the phone.