After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

Xia Qinghuan frowned, not to be outdone: "Yo, are you back from a business trip?"

"Sheng Shao has a lot of things to do every day, and he still has time to come to my place. He is really full of energy."

Sheng Yan pulled her over and rubbed her head, then said softly:

"Those on the Internet are keyboard warriors, there is no need to affect your mood because of them."

Xia Qinghuan turned her head and broke away from Sheng Yan's hand: "I didn't."

Sheng Yan smoothed her brows: "The eyebrows are wrinkled like this, and you still say that your mood has not been affected?"

It's not strangers on the Internet that affect your mood, it's you!

Xia Qinghuan pursed her lips and said nothing.

Sheng Yan only took her as acquiescence, hugged her waist, and whispered ambiguously in her ear.

"I will find someone to continue the investigation."

"Don't frown anymore, why don't you go back and do something that makes you happy?"

A look of disgust flashed in Xia Qinghuan's eyes, and she pushed Sheng Yan away with a tough attitude.

"I do not want."

Sheng Yan took half a step back and fixed her eyes: "What don't you want?"

Looking at the eyes of the other party, the eyes are the same as before the scandal happened.

The bottom of Sheng Yan's eyes seemed to be shrouded in black mist, and he couldn't see clearly. Xia Qinghuan couldn't distinguish the thoughts of the person in front of him.

I don't know if the other party doesn't care about her private life so that he can have no grievances, or if he really trusts her unconditionally, so he doesn't take these things to heart at all.

But none of this makes sense.

"I don't want to tonight, Young Master Sheng can find other people to solve it."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

There was a strong tug on her wrist, and Sheng Yan squeezed her wrist tightly.

"Will not find anyone else."

"I said, if you don't want to, I won't force you to go back with me."

Is it not or not?

When dealing with three people on a 'business trip' outside, it's time to take a rest after returning.

Things that were once acceptable suddenly became unbearable for her.

Xia Qinghuan didn't speak, but Sheng Yan's gaze sank.

"Have you seen me in Su City?"

Xia Qinghuan lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she shook her head in denial: "Why do you always ask this?"

"You're acting weird now." Sheng Yan squeezed Xia Qinghuan's chin, forcing her to raise her head with a firm expression, "You have something to hide from me."

Xia Qinghuan's pupils shrank suddenly: "No."

Sheng Yan looked directly into her eyes, without blinking: "You have."

The two looked at each other for a long time, Xia Qinghuan was defeated, looked away, and changed the subject.

"You don't doubt that the scandal between me and Wen Xingzhi is true?"

Sheng Yan let go of his fingers, and said in an understatement: "Then tell me, is it true?"

Xia Qinghuan: "No."

"I'll believe what you say, you won't do such a thing," Sheng Yan took her hand, and his fingers suddenly tightened, "But how would I know something about your heart if you don't tell me? Tell me, okay? "

The man's eyes are deep and focused, giving her unconditional trust.

It seems that she should put aside everything, put aside her own moral bottom line, and accept him as a prodigal son.

But Xia Qinghuan couldn't do it.

Her lips were tightly pressed together, and her eyes were full of resistance.

Gradually, the atmosphere between the two became more and more rigid.

The corners of Sheng Yan's raised lips fell back into a straight line, and the temperature in the bottom of his eyes was also drawn away, turning cold.

"Until now, you still don't want to reveal your thoughts to me, is it because of Fu Xiujin?"

"You still love him?"

love?

Maybe Xia Qinghuan no longer loves Fu Xiujin, but because of the kindness of saving her life, she can't hate him either.

She has no feelings for Fu Xiujin, but when she occasionally thinks of the night she was rescued, she still feels throbbing.

Not knowing how to answer, she simply avoided answering.

"Okay." Sheng Yan asked another question, "Do I and Fu Xiujin look the same in your eyes?"

This question sounds slightly familiar.

Xia Qinghuan frowned, and under Sheng Yan's urging gaze, she didn't care to think about it, and answered:

"it's me…"

In her eyes, all people of the opposite sex look alike, and two people with the same cinnabar mole at the end of their eyes are of course more similar.

Before finishing a sentence, he was severely interrupted.

The temperature in Sheng Yan's eyes completely disappeared, leaving only a piece of ice cold.

"Xia Qinghuan, you have no heart."

Xia Qinghuan's chaotic mind was suddenly sober as if someone had punched her.

She hooked her lips, and smiled with a blunt smile: "It's been agreed a long time ago, if you don't care about your heart, why should I have a heart?"

"Or, Young Master Sheng wants to change the rules?"

Sheng Yan took a deep look at her: "Xia Qinghuan, I'm not a fool, so don't take me for a fool."

"I'll give you another chance, forget about Fu Xiujin, and stay with me wholeheartedly."

Xia Qinghuan tilted her head and gave him a light look: "Sorry, I can't do it."

She was fooled once, she was fooled once, and there will be no second time.

"This is the last time I ask you. I will not come to you again in the future. I will come back after thinking about it."

Xia Qinghuan intentionally misinterpreted his meaning: "Since Young Master Sheng won't come to me, of course I can't cause you any trouble. Don't worry, I won't look for Young Master Sheng either."

After finishing the words, Sheng Yan let go of her hand and strode away.

Xia Qinghuan paused, then turned to the other side, running in the opposite direction from Sheng Yan, and gradually drifting away.

She didn't look back, and she won't look back.

Therefore, she did not see the person behind her standing not far away, looking back at her back until it disappeared completely.

……

Xia Qinghuan has been living with Sheng Yan recently, renting a house for several days and didn't come back. On the way, he ran into two robbers for the first time.

Not only did they rob, they also wanted to do something else to Xia Qinghuan on the spur of the moment.

In the face of this kind of person, Xia Qinghuan usually blackmails, binds and escorts them to the police station in three steps.

Tonight, for some reason, she couldn't control herself.

After calling the police, she held down the robber and beat him to the flesh, begging for mercy repeatedly.

When the police came, they seemed to see relatives, two people in their thirties, crying like children.

"WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooL L L L K L L L L U C I L T I L T O I

"I want to go to prison. The people in the prison speak nicely and the food is delicious. I like it very much."

The police officers in charge of this area were very familiar with Xia Qinghuan's face, so they couldn't help but be surprised to see such a scene.

One of the familiar faces couldn't help asking her: "What's the matter today, you are so ruthless?"

Xia Qinghuan looked at the robber who left, with a trace of regret remaining in his eyes.

"It's okay, flesh and blood wounds, you can definitely pass the injury appraisal, at most it's a self-defense counterattack."

Under her gaze, the robber groaned and cried even more joyfully.

"Uncle policeman, can you hurry up? I'm in a hurry to meet my ex-inmates. Their faces are so kind."

"Keep going." The robber urged her urgently, a familiar face saluted her, and left in a hurry.

Xia Qinghuan was exhausted physically and mentally, and returned to the rental house.

The rental house has been in disrepair for a long time, and the ceiling and wall skin sometimes fall off.

I haven't returned for a few days, and there are sporadic pieces of wall covering in the house.

She picked up the tool, cleaned it inside and out, tore off the bed sheet, quilt cover and even the sofa towel and washed it by hand. After washing, she practiced a few sets of punches.

However, her physical fitness was so good that Xia Qinghuan was exhausted after tossing until late at night, so she hurriedly took a shower and fell asleep.

The next day, she came to work on the set as usual.

Some acquaintances, seeing Xia Qinghuan's poor condition, thought she was affected by the scandal, and said with concern:

"Xia Wuzhi didn't sleep well last night? I have dark circles under my eyes."

"I've been in the circle for a long time, and I've seen everything. Rumors are rumors. Time will prove everything. Be careful."

Xia Qinghuan rubbed his eyes and squeezed out a smile: "Thank you for your concern."

After two days of fermentation, due to the guidance of caring people and the lack of evidence to prove that the scandal is false, Wen Xingzhi's statement on the public platform seemed pale and weak.

Even some people who believed in Wen Xingzhi began to suspect that the scandal was true, and that the two really had an unspoken relationship.

It was at this time that Wen Xingzhi called and offered a solution that was not a solution.

"My people didn't find any evidence in our favor. This time I'm the one who got you involved."

"I know, there are some unfavorable remarks on the Internet nowadays, saying that you..."

Wen Xingzhi didn't say what happened next, but Xia Qinghuan had read it.

It is nothing more than saying that she is in the top position according to the unspoken rules, but people used to say that she relied on Director Li to get the top position, but now the public opinion turns to another person, thinking that she relies on Wen Xingzhi to get the top position.

Wen Xingzhi continued: "If we really can't find any evidence, we can announce the relationship and treat it as a relationship, breaking the unspoken rules of scandal."

"Just wait for a while, and then find an opportunity to announce the breakdown of the relationship."

This actor who has thousands of fans has never admitted his relationship in front of the public, and even the paparazzi have never found out, but because of guilt, he is willing to sacrifice his reputation. He is indeed an admirable senior.

But Xia Qinghuan refused.

There is a saying that is good.

The world is born under women's skirts, but their skirts are not allowed to flutter.

There is always a strange phenomenon in the society. When they see a beautiful woman earning more in a higher position, they will not admire or admit that the other party is more capable than them.

But facing a capable woman who is not beautiful, they also disdain her, thinking that the reason why she is capable is because she is ugly, so they can only work hard.

As long as women come out, they will be labeled.

Xia Qinghuan is sober enough, she lives for herself, and doesn't care about other people's opinions.

"It's fine if there's no evidence, as long as I have a clear conscience."

"By the way, Brother Wen, do you know a professional team of lawyers?"

Wen Xingzhi: "Yes, what do you want to use?"

Xia Qinghuan flicked through some radical comments on her phone, with a sneer on her lips.

"The Internet is not a place outside the law. I want to teach them a truth, no matter where they are, they must know the law and not break the law."

"Please help me send a lawyer's letter to a few users, just use my name."