After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

After hanging up the phone, Xia Qinghuan turned to meet a pair of dark peach eyes.

Sheng Yan didn't speak, just stared at her quietly.

Xia Qinghuan swallowed, feeling inexplicably that she was caught by her husband when she was about to go out to meet a wild man.

She shook her head, shaking the thought out of her mind.

What husband, the two of them are not even boyfriend and girlfriend, at most they are lovers.

"That..." she said after deliberating, "You heard the phone call too, I..."

"I'll go with you." Sheng Yan took her words and got out of bed to get dressed.

The demeanor is concise and capable, without the slightest nonsense and superfluous actions.

Seeing that the other party got dressed quickly, Xia Qinghuan silently retracted her refusal, and turned around to get dressed too.

"It's fine if you're in the car, you don't need to come out, I can do it by myself."

Sheng Yan gave her a cold look, and said in a sharp tone, "Afraid I'll disturb you?"

Xia Qinghuan touched his face to comfort him: "What nonsense are you talking about? Even if I let you follow, are you willing to expose our relationship?"

Sheng Yan pursed his lips, but did not speak.

Xia Qinghuan curled her lips, she had already found out, judging from this dog man's past behavior, he was not willing to expose the relationship between the two of them.

To win the game, she went to the garage to choose a car that fit her eyes, and directed Sheng Yan to drive her there.

She can drive, but her level is average, and she has free labor, so why not do it?

In the car, along with the music, a deep and hoarse male voice slowly sang.

'I want to sing me to you, it's okay to be young now...

Who can replace you, let's love to the full while you are young...'

The lyrics have been slightly changed. Compared with the original male and female duet, this single version is more affectionate, as if falling into a protracted unrequited love. Knowing that the result is unknown, there is still no regrets.

Xia Qinghuan listened right away, and asked the owner of the car who was driving.

"Which singer's version is this?"

The timbre sounds a bit like Sheng Yan's, but the voice is cleaner and purer than his, which endows the song with a unique sense of youth, and the unique persistence and pursuit of young people.

Sheng Yan's shoulder moved slightly but he didn't turn his head, still looking ahead.

"like?"

Xia Qinghuan made no secret of her love: "Well, it's nice, which singer did the cover? I'll check it out."

The corners of Sheng Yan's lips curled up slightly: "I won't tell you."

The corners of Xia Qinghuan's mouth drooped, and he cursed in a low voice: "If you don't tell me a single song, Sheng Ergou is just stingy!"

Sheng Yan sneered: "I'm stingy?"

"If I'm stingy, you should be dying in bed now, not on the way to find Fu Xiujin."

That means there is no love between the two, so the other party doesn't care about it at all.

Xia Qinghuan pursed her lips, and kept her tone soft, saying one sentence after another.

"Okay, our young master Sheng is the most generous, not to mention generous, but also infinitely broad-minded..."

If you want the horse to run, you have to let the horse graze.

Now that Sheng Yan sent her off, she didn't even need to drive the car, but if she said something nice, why not do it?

……

'My dearest, let's be together after a long journey. '

Accompanied by a clear male voice, the song came to an end and the two reached their destination.

After getting off the car, Xia Qinghuan saw Fu Xiujin sitting on the flower bed downstairs in her rental house.

He smelled of alcohol, his expensive custom-made suit was crumpled, and the hem was stained with yellow mud.

Her hair, which was always well-groomed, was disheveled on her head, and she was in a state of embarrassment. She didn't look like an elite from a wealthy family at all.

Xia Qinghuan was taken aback.

After getting along for three years, plus she deliberately inquired about him in the past, she knew Fu Xiujin very well.

This man pays the most attention to his image, and he is meticulous in cleaning up on weekdays. Not to mention going to the company, he even puts on airs at home, as if he is wearing a model.

Why is it like this tonight?

As she got closer, Fu Xiujin raised his head, locked on to her position, staggered over with one foot deep and one shallow.

When he was approaching, the opponent didn't step on his foot firmly, and his body fell down.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Xia Qinghuan dragged behind his waist to stabilize him.

Fu Xiujin grabbed her wrist: "Qing Huan..."

Xia Qinghuan frowned, brushed his hand away, but still supported him.

"Tell me, why did you call me here?"

A look of disappointment flashed in Fu Xiujin's eyes, his thinking was fairly clear, but his question was a bit inexplicable.

"do you hate me?"

Xia Qinghuan: "I hated it."

When she was threatened, she really hated the other party for being too ruthless, but after thinking about it, he was also ruthless to her.

At the beginning, she thought that love would be born after a long time, so she hurriedly married into Fu's family, but she didn't know that the other party was not only ruthless to her, but even hated her.

In the end, everything was her own fault, no one else to blame.

Fu Xiujin grabbed her wrist again: "Qing Huan, I already know that what happened to you, including Fu Yan's murder of you in the scenic spot, is inseparably related to Lin Duoer."

"Well," Xia Qinghuan said calmly, "So, what do you want to express? Hand over Lin Duoer to me?"

Fu Xiujin took a step back: "No, it's not..."

Xia Qinghuan laughed coldly: "I already knew that Lin Duoer was behind Fu Yan."

"If you call me out in the middle of the night just to say this, you can say it on the phone instead of reminding me in person."

Fu Xiujin stopped in his tracks, with a trace of pain in his expression.

"Duo'er gave birth to children for me, and even got postpartum depression because of it. She didn't do those things out of nature, but she was continuously affected by depression, which made her have some mental problems."

"I can't leave her at this moment."

Xia Qinghuan let go of her hand: "Then we have nothing to say."

Fu Xiujin staggered two steps: "I misunderstood you in the past, and I want to make it up to you."

Xia Qinghuan's face was condensed: "You will gain wisdom by eating a ditch. It was my fault in the past, and I insisted on something that didn't belong to me."

"You don't need compensation for me, but you can't compensate my family."

"I will never forgive my grandma's illness."

After she finished speaking, she wanted to leave, but was held back by Fu Xiujin again.

"Listen to me."

"The martial arts hall was sold by my mother. I can't find out who bought it for the time being, and I can't get it back."

"But haven't you been looking for a lawyer to file a lawsuit recently, do you want to get compensation?"

Xia Qinghuan stopped in her tracks: "Can you explain?"

She hadn't forgotten that she got her martial arts gym from Sheng Yan, and she was carrying a huge debt.

The compensation she should demand will not be less than one cent, and of course the debt that should be repaid cannot always be delayed.

Fu Xiujin proposed to give her an extra [-]% of the selling price of the martial arts hall as compensation.

Xia Qinghuan refused: "I only want the price of the martial arts hall."

"Your Fu's family has so many tricks, I don't want to be approached by you again one day, saying that I deliberately took more and demanded more money, and asked me to spit out the money."

Fu Xiujin repeatedly promised that this would not happen, but Xia Qinghuan insisted, and in the end he could only agree with a complicated expression.

"Don't talk about those falsehoods, the compensation will be implemented as soon as possible, and it will be transferred to my account, which is better than anything else."

She also obeyed the Fu family's coquettish operation.

It is useless to notarize the divorce agreement in black and white, and the opposite party can still report the loss of the real estate certificate after getting it.

Now she not only doesn't believe Fu Xiujin's verbal promise, she doesn't even believe in the written proof, she only sees what she can get.

Fu Xiujin agreed, opened and closed his thin lips several times, and said the long-overdue sentence.

"sorry."

Xia Qinghuan was silent: "I don't care anymore."

Fu Xiujin was stunned for a moment.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, he understands the difference.

His relationship with Xia Qinghuan might not be much better than that of strangers in the future.

Thinking of the bad words he said to the person in front of him in the past, and comparing Lin Duoer's actions, Fu Xiujin was momentarily at a loss.

"Can I hug you?"

Xia Qinghuan was puzzled, and raised her eyes to see the man's red eyes.

Fu Xiujin's lips overflowed with bitterness: "Like a friend, I don't seem to have hugged you yet."

Speaking of which, no one would believe that a divorced couple who had been married for three years had never even hugged each other. At most, when they were attending a banquet, he put his hand behind Xia Qinghuan's waist, pretending to be loving, and Or the few fights after the divorce, the fist-fighting touch.

That's all, nothing more.

Xia Qinghuan didn't want to have any more contact with Fu Xiujin, but after all, she had read it for many years, even if she let it go now, she couldn't bear to see him look at her with red eyes.

While hesitating, Fu Xiujin's tall body leaned close to her, holding her tightly in his arms, with the smell of alcohol lingering on the tip of his nose.

Just about to struggle, Fu Xiujin let go of her, put his big hand on top of her head, and rubbed her.

"Qing Huan, can I call you that in the future? Tell me if you have any difficulties in the future."

Xia Qinghuan took his hand away: "You never helped me in the past, and I won't need it in the future."

"I just hope you don't come to disturb my life in the future."

Fu Xiujin was disappointed, he responded, staggered to the side of the car, opened the door and got into the driver's cab.

Xia Qinghuan stopped him, with veins throbbing on his forehead: "You drank so much, why did you drive here?"

Fu Xiujin couldn't walk in a straight line, and was still stubborn: "I'm not drunk, but I can still drive."

Xia Qinghuan pulled him out with one arm and threw him out of the car.

"You Ansheng stay here, I'll call Assistant Wang and ask him to come and see you off."

Fu Xiujin got up: "No Assistant Wang."

Xia Qinghuan held the phone: "Then who are you looking for, Lin Duoer? Anyway, don't expect me to see you off."

Fu Xiujin was stunned for a moment, and then got into the car again: "No Lin Duoer, I can do it myself."

Xia Qinghuan didn't know that a drunk man would be so difficult to deal with, and Sheng Yan was quite obedient even after drinking.

After dragging Fu Xiujin out again, she had no choice but to find a substitute driver.

"I'll double the price, but you'll have to live-stream the whole process, and I'll finish the order and give you a good review after seeing you send him home with my own eyes."

Returning to Sheng Yan's side, Xia Qinghuan watched as the substitute driver drove by.

At this moment, her waist tightened, her body involuntarily leaned forward, and was pressed into a hot and broad chest.

In the next second, the shadow blocked the dim streetlight, and the man leaned down with a cold face, covering her with dense kisses.

Not far away, Fu Xiujin could only watch the scene of a man and a woman kissing passionately from the rear window of the car, feeling complicated.

Did they come together?

No, who is this man?

Before, he subconsciously thought that the other party was Kuang Lang, but judging from his figure, Kuang Lang was a little lower than the person in front of him.

Who is it, other than Kuang Lang, Xia Qinghuan and other men?

"Stop! I'm going down!"