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Yin Qian was startled, and asked dully: "That's all?"

Yin Zhenxing nodded, "That's all, what else is there? Qianqian, everyone is engaged, and you just need to talk about it. Others are so optimistic about you."

The tone of these words is quite urging.

Yin Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if the stone on her chest had been lifted, she smiled lightly and said, "Dad, do you mean that you can get married just by saying it? You think it's too simple."

Just as the two of them were laughing, they passed by.

After taking care of her for a whole day, at night, Yin Qian dragged her tired body back to the villa, lifted her handbag vigorously, threw it on the shoe cabinet at the door, and lowered her head to put on slippers.

And at the moment when he changed his shoes, he saw the men's leather shoes taking off next to him, which were polished and shiny.

You don't have to guess, you know who it is.

She paused while changing her shoes, her eyes darkened, and then she continued to put on her slippers.

So what if Cheng Tianze is at home?

Is there anything else the two of them can talk about now?

Immediately, Cheng Tianze was someone else's fiancé, and he accompanied other women in and out every day. He was intimate at home, and went out in pairs when he was out, and was rushed to report by the media.

And I will move out of this villa soon, and then resign, leaving Cheng Tianze completely.

There will be no more intersections.

The moment she changed her shoes, Yin Qian closed her eyes and walked towards the stairs. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the man sitting on the sofa.

She took a breath, turned her gaze, and continued upstairs, pretending not to see it.

Every step is light and heavy.

As if getting further and further away from him.

With a few steps left, she accelerated her upward speed, entered the guest room and quickly opened and closed the door.

Staring blankly at the blurred silhouette in the guest room.

The night was hazy, the lights in the room were not turned on, her eyes were trying to find a focal point in the dark night, trying to get rid of the complicated and boring emotions.

Cheng Tianze was sitting on the sofa, with one hand resting on the back of the sofa, and a cigarette between the fingers of the other. The smoke curled up around his side, and the smell of smoke was strong.

He didn't know how many cigarettes he had unknowingly smoked here, and every time he came back, he felt restless and wanted to smoke a cigarette to adjust.

He knew Yin Qian came in just now.

When she went upstairs, she didn't stop walking, which made him very upset, and he even lost the temper to smoke.

Cheng Tianze raised his head and looked at the dark corner at the end of the stairs, with no lights and no figures.

The lights in the hall were as bright as daylight, and he pressed the cigarette butt between his fingers into the ashtray in anger for a long time. The force was too strong, and some ash floated out and fell on the black coffee table.

Especially obvious.

He took out his mobile phone, swiped down, jumped to the page of Kang Haoxuan, and stopped.

It's all about his profile, from birth to university, to work, and family, everything is written on it.

This is the first time he asked his assistant to check Kang Haoxuan, and the information has been kept in the phone.

Yin Qian changed into a set of clothes after taking a shower, and finished washing the dirty clothes before going downstairs.

She just came back to change and wash clothes, so naturally she didn't plan to sleep in the Cheng family's villa.

When passing the hall, he heard him say in an orderly tone: "Stop!"

Yin Qian paused subconsciously, turned her head to look at him coldly, and continued walking, not wanting to talk to him.

Except for his engagement, there may be no more topics between the two of them.

But he saw a black shadow suddenly flashing in front of his eyes, and before Yin Qian could react, Cheng Tianze was already standing opposite her, blocking her in the face.

"You like Kang Haoxuan that much? Do you want to be with him that much?"

Cheng Tianze's expression was gloomy and cold, and his voice was low and sullen, as if it was thundering from the depths of his chest.

Yin Qian's heart was shocked when she heard his questioning words, countless words stuck in her throat, but she couldn't speak them out.

The hand beside her was tightly clenched into a fist, and the nails were embedded in the tender flesh of the palm. The pain kept her rational and awake.

She raised her head straight, her black and white eyes were clear, and she looked at him, not allowing herself any chance to flinch.

"Yes, I just like him, so please don't pester me in the future, you take your sunny avenue, and I take my single-plank bridge, which has nothing to do with each other!"

She straightened her chest, stubbornly not letting herself be defeated in front of him.

Regardless of whether she likes Kang Haoxuan or not, Cheng Tianze and Liang Yishu's engagement cannot be changed.

Could it be that he can be at ease, but she is bound by him?

Yin Qian lowered her eyes, staring at the corner of his black trousers, and went around to go.

If she continued to confront him, she was afraid that she would lose control.

Cheng Tianze was so angry that he suddenly grabbed Yin Qian's wrist and forced her back against the wall. He squeezed her shoulder armor tightly with both hands, and his deep black eyes almost burst into flames. He warned in a cold voice: "Yin Qian, let me tell you, even if I get married, you don't want to marry Kang Haoxuan."

Under his high eyebrows, those lacquered eyes narrowed dangerously.

Such an obvious threatening tone made Yin Qian giggle suddenly.

Do you want to learn from others that the red flag does not fall at home, but the colorful flags flutter outside?

Or is it really that cheap to think that Yin Qian deserves to be someone else's mistress, knowing that the other party has a fiancée, but still wanting to interfere?

Yin Qian smiled and her eyes turned red, she stopped laughing and joked in a teasing tone: "Cheng Tianze, are you still living in a dream?"

Cheng Tianze frowned when he saw her smiling so inexplicably, and tightened the hand holding her shoulder armor again.

"Do you think I, Yin Qian, are so cheap? Or are you very attractive?"

Yin Qian curled up, tightened and loosened her fingers, questioning him.

All along, she seemed to be at a disadvantage in front of Cheng Tianze.

From the very beginning, during the night the two of them spent, she became inexplicably a doll in his hands to play with, and then she was always led by the nose, divorced and working, under his nose.

Now that he has made this choice, he is going to be engaged to another woman, but should he still keep her by his side, let him insult her, and get whatever she wants?

Yin Qian is also a person of flesh and blood, not a robot without emotion or pain.

How can I see the person I like, being intimate with other women every day, going in and out together, and she still has to act like a supporter?

It was beyond his expectation that Cheng Tianze saw that she was completely out of control, as if she was getting further and further away from him.

It feels bad.

"Yin Qian, do you think you can escape my palm?"

Cheng Tianze's face was as dark as dark clouds covering the sun, as if a heavy rain was about to fall, he suddenly pinched her jaw, his eyes were cold and fierce, with a strong possessive desire.

Yin Qian's black and white eyes trembled slightly, covered with a thick layer of black mist, covering up her emotions and anxiety.

Even if she was reluctant to part with him, even if she didn't let him go so completely, even if she still had fantasies, she was powerless and didn't want to get involved anymore.

She was so tired that she couldn't breathe anymore.

Yin Qian's jaw was tense, her eyes were as cold as frost, the previous stickiness and softness were gone, only the alienation towards him remained.