Fated to My Billionaire Husband

But after her rebirth, she could see things much clearer, and could see his unchanging ruthlessness and coldness deep within his eyes.

She realized that, no matter whether this man got angry at her, smiled at her, or treated her tenderly, it was all a facade.

No one could enter the depths of his heart. He was a cold and heartless man, and she doubted if his heart had ever beaten for anyone.

Jian Yufei suddenly thought of that woman, Yan Yue.

He was very different towards that woman. His heart, she guessed, only ever let that one woman in.

She once dreamed of entering his heart, but not anymore. She faced the reality, and her passion and admiration for him had faded.

No matter how outstanding he was, she would no longer be moved by him.

Jian Yufei collected her thoughts, turned her head away from his face: “I plan to make a scarf for my grandfather, knitted by my own hands, what do you think?”

Ruan Tianling was taken aback, “You can knit scarves?”

She could do much more.

In this boring and mundane life of the aristocracy, if she did not find something to pass the time, she would suffocate.

In her previous life, she had learned how to knit scarves and sweaters.

She even learned how to brew tea, massage, and play the piano.

She learned all these to please him, but before these skills could be put to use, she was reborn a year back.

She would not use these skills to please him anymore, but that did not prevent her from using them to please others.

Her grandfather was the kindest to her, so she wanted to return the favor. Jian Yufei didn’t gloat, but nodded calmly, “Yes, I learned it from the internet.”

Ruan Tianling looked at her with complicated eyes, stood up straight, and nodded, “Grandfather lacks nothing. If you could knit a scarf for him yourself, he would definitely be very happy.”

“Then I will pick out the wool now.” Jian Yufei immediately turned off the computer, ready for action.

Ruan Tianling grabbed her hand, without thinking, he said, “I’ll go with you.” There was a flash of surprise in Jian Yufei’s eyes, followed by a calm nod.

Ruan Tianling was also surprised at his own decision.

However, he was good at disguising his emotions, so his face did not show anything.

He held her hand tightly and said smoothly, “Let’s go.”

At the shopping mall, Jean Yufei picked a grey high-quality wool to knit a scarf for her grandfather.

Ruan Tianling picked some additional black wool and paid for it. She asked him curiously, “What are you buying this for?”

The man looked at her and said naturally, “Are you only knitting for grandfather?”

Jian Yufei was stunned for a moment, and then nodded approvingly, “You’re right, there’s also dad, he’s an elder too.”

Ruan Tianling’s face suddenly darkened, and Jian Yufei knew at once that he was upset.

Frowning, she asked again, “Is there a problem?”

Of course, there was a problem.

In the past, no matter what, she always put him first and considered him in everything she did.

He could not possibly tell her that he was upset, as she had forgotten about him, and hadn’t thought about making a scarf for him.

He went back and picked up some more black wool, placing them on the counter: “We are not just a family with a father.”

Jian Yufei understood, “After knitting for dad, it’s impossible not to knit for mom. But mom doesn’t suit black wool, let me change it to red.”

“I’ll go!” Ruan Tianling coldly turned around and walked away.

Jian Yufei held the extra wool and called out to him, “You take these and keep them..”