She Became A Downfall Noble Lady

Jiang Yifan did not immediately spur the horse but instead asked softly, "In that life, was your name also Ye Xinyan?" He felt confident in his assumption since, in his memory, Ah Yan was very familiar with the name Ye Xinyan, with no sense of strangeness or discomfort.

"Yes," Ye Xinyan answered, turning slightly, puzzled as to why he would ask that.

"I’ll call you Ah Yan from now on," Jiang Yifan said, seemingly still not at ease, and he added, "when we are alone."

Suddenly leaning forward, Ye Xinyan turned to look at him and saw the same serene expression and deep, tranquil eyes.

Ye Xinyan’s eyes wandered. Not to mention the past life, even in this one, only Madam Yin called her that, and others called her Xinyan. Before their marriage, Jiang Yifan had met the original host a few times, addressing her formally as miss, and after their marriage, he called her lady.

Ah Yan? What did he mean by that?

Full of wariness, Ye Xinyan felt this man’s nerves indeed were unlike normal people’s. Having witnessed her nervously sing a song, which according to ancient consciousness was a tune only the lowliest would sing, didn’t he wonder if her identity was problematic? Instead of shrinking back, he had said these words? There seemed to be a hint of affection in his tone, which, if she hadn’t misheard, was definitely affection, right?

Meeting her wariness, Jiang Yifan instantly realized he had been too eager, causing Ye Xinyan to be on guard and resistant.