Yan Shao's Fatal Affection

Guan Qianyu was awakened by the "rumbling" thunder.

There have been continuous thunderstorms in Beicheng recently, and the heavy rain in the middle of the night can last until dawn.

She got up and left the bedroom, and came to the door of her husband Yan Xiyu's room.

Ironically, they have been married for a year, and since their wedding night, they have always slept in separate rooms, and have never shared the same bed.

"Tuk tuk tuk!" The knock on the door was especially empty in the whole villa.

No one answered.

Apparently, he hasn't returned yet.

She was just about to go back to her room when she heard the sound of cars outside and the passing lights of cars. She knew he was back.

Specially arranged the grooming.

She loves him, so her appearance in front of him is always impeccable.

Going down the stairs, there was still a little expectant smile on her delicate face, "Are you back?"

However, there was still no answer.

When Guan Qianyu reached the last two stairs, her footsteps stopped, and she saw a wet umbrella casually thrown on the ground.

It seemed that the owner was so anxious that he didn't even have time to close the umbrella and sprinkled the rain all over the place.

Next to it were two red high-heeled shoes, followed by coats and suspenders, scattered all the way to the guest bedroom on the first floor.

The fingertips of her grasping the armrest were a little white, and as her heart tightened a little bit, the smile on her face slowly dissipated.

He brought the woman back again.

This year, I don't know how many times I forced her to divorce just for acting.

"Oh, please slow down!" The strange woman's artificial voice came from the guest bedroom.

Guan Qianyu walked over, laughing from the bottom of her heart, he didn't even bother to close the door?

Taking a breath, she stood gracefully at the door of the guest bedroom.

Beside the bed in the bedroom, the man turned his back to her, but the timing was very good. As soon as she arrived at the door, she simply and rudely tore off the woman's clothes.

"Ah!" The woman looked over Yan Xiyu's shoulder, saw Guan Qianyu standing at the door, and pushed him, "Master Yan... why is there someone?"

"Don't worry about it." The man said without raising his eyelids, with a voice without passion.

"Which way?" The woman was a little shameless, pushed him a few times, and then got under the quilt.

The man straightened up, walked up to her with long legs, and looked at her indifferently.

Thin lips twitched, "My wife likes to watch live broadcasts?"

Yan Xiyu was tall and slender, standing in front of her, Guan Qianyu had to look up at him.

No matter how stubborn she was usually, at this time her eyes were slightly red, and her white lips were loosened.

The tone was soft, "Today is the wedding anniversary, can you give me some dignity?"

dignity?

The man seemed to have heard some big joke, and suddenly sneered.

Then he slowly put away his smile, and looked at her indifferently, "When did you need dignity?"

She pursed her lips again, looking at the disgust in his cold eyes.

"Is it when she was kidnapped by any means and caused her to disappear?"

"Or when you want to marry me?"

"Huh?" The man looked at her with suppressed sullenness.

Guan Qianyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, but her face was always stubborn.

She also answered him more than once: "She is not missing and will come back."

Yan Xiyu sneered.

At the beginning, she said that as long as she married her and the marriage lasted for one year, she would tell Qiao Ai's whereabouts.

The results of it?
Yan Xiyu's eyes were dark, he pinched her shoulders, and forced her to lean against the wall.

There was sullenness in her voice, "The one-year wedding date has come, what more do you want?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" She was knocked out of breath, felt her shoulders were about to fall off, and patted his hand to let him go.

But it was obvious that this man drank a lot tonight, coupled with his anger, his hands were neither serious nor serious, and he was even more unmoved by her resistance.

She had to look at him, "Give me a child, we divorce, and you can pick her up."

The air was suddenly silent.

divorce?

He tortured her for a year, and for the first time when she suddenly let go, he was stunned.

The man let go of her suddenly, and then his eyes became more indifferent, "Either leave directly, the person who made the terms with me hasn't been born yet. I want to see how long you can last."

Guan Qianyu vaguely felt the threat in his words.

Frowning slightly, "What are you going to do again?"

In the past year, in order to force her to take the initiative to divorce, he stimulated her in different ways every day.

Naturally, the gossip outside has never stopped.

But since he said it so clearly now, it must not be so simple.

Yan Xiyu pulled the corner of his lips coldly, "Are you scared? Do you want to sign the divorce agreement directly? You can also get a large breakup fee."

She was indifferent.

The man lost his patience, turned around and threw a stack of bills at the girl on the outskirts, and said coldly, "Get lost."

Then go upstairs with long legs.

He took off the shirt touched by the peripheral girl in disgust, wiped his hands twice, entered the bedroom, and threw the shirt into the trash can!
Turn around and go into the bathroom, turn on the water to the maximum.

in the living room.

Guan Qianyu looked at the woman who was still in a daze on the bed, and raised her hand to brush her long hair, "Are you still leaving?"

Her tone was sarcasm: "Didn't you hear? The woman he liked was kidnapped and killed by me. You also want to let your family see the news that you exposed your dead body in the wilderness tomorrow?"

The woman just heard the content and posture of their quarrel, and immediately got off the bed, muttering, "Two lunatics!"

That's right, everyone thought she was crazy about Yan Xiyu's love, even though she knew he didn't love her, she was still happy with it.

Guan Qianyu turned around and went into the kitchen to get a glass of honey water.

Open a small bag of white stuff, pour it into the honey water, and stir it slowly.

It was given to her by Mrs. Yan.

Mrs. Yan specially came over at noon and said: "Yan Xiyu has a social event tonight, so he must drink too much, and he will have a headache. Give him this to sleep well."

She didn't think much about it, after all, Zhizi Mo Ruomu thought it was something like the headache powder that Yan Xiyu would drink before.

Madam Yan looked at her meaningfully before leaving, "Qianqian, give birth to a child, and everything will be fine! That's how your father and I came here."

Everyone in Beicheng knew that the Chairman Yan and his wife of the No. [-] wealthy family were a model couple, and Yan Zhongliang stopped many women who wanted to take advantage of their loopholes.

With bitterness in her heart, she could only smile softly on her face, "I will work hard."

Mrs. Yan patted the back of her hand affectionately before leaving.

"Young Mistress?" The servant Pu Min suddenly came in from outside.

"Huh?" The woman returned to her senses, turned around and responded softly.

Only Pu Min said: "Mr. may have drunk a little too much, let me pour a glass of water."

Guan Qianyu smiled faintly, "I'll go, you clean up the kitchen."

As he spoke, he left the kitchen with the honey water he had just made.

After going up to the second floor, she stood outside his room door and knocked twice, "Tuk tuk tuk!"

Yan Xiyu took a shower and was wiping her wet black hair when she opened the door.

Seeing that it was her, Mei Feng sank for a moment, without saying a word, he just brought the honey water over and drank a few mouthfuls.