After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

Xia Qinghuan stared blankly, inadvertently glanced out the window.

"It's not necessary, Ruan Ruan, the relationship between me and Sheng Yan is different from that between you and Zhao Mingxuan, so we can't generalize it."

Tang Ruanruan didn't know, and didn't know what was different, but looked at Xia Qinghuan's appearance and secretly worried.

"Huanhuan, you look more depressed now than when you were divorced."

Xia Qinghuan touched her face: "Really?"

Tang Ruanruan nodded: "When you and Fu Xiujin divorced, you were sad, but after venting, you are still full of energy and fighting spirit, and your state is stronger than before the divorce."

"And now..."

She took out the makeup mirror and held it in front of Xia Qinghuan: "Look at you now, you are obviously sad, but you don't even want to vent."

"Where did the Xia Qinghuan I know who dare to love, dare to hate, go forward bravely, and never turn back even if she hits the south wall?"

Xia Qinghuan's eyes were fixed, and they met the eyes of the person in the mirror.

The woman in the mirror frowned tightly, her eyes were dead silent, her lips were stubbornly pursed into a line, and the corners of her lips drooped downwards, like a hedgehog with sharp thorns. She looked like an enemy of the world, and put her unhappiness on her face superior.

She moved her lips slightly, and the person in the mirror followed her, the corners of her lips curled up, and the bitterness came out from it.

"It is precisely because I bumped into the south wall that my head was bleeding, that left a scar, and I dare not touch it again."

"I have no hesitation in marrying Fu Yujin. No matter how bad my marriage is, I have never regretted it, because it was my own choice."

"But I didn't expect that my choice would hurt my family in the end."

"Ruan Ruan, I can't be so selfish, because of my personal choice, I repeatedly hurt my family."

Tang Ruanruan was persuaded, but still murmured unwillingly.

"But I think...Sheng Yan is completely different from Fu Xiujin, he doesn't look like that kind of person..."

Xia Qinghuan's back was stiff, and she lowered her eyes, her vision was completely occupied by the snow-white quilt on her body.

After an unknown amount of time, she turned her head, and her neck made the creaking sound of an old machine that had not been used for many years.

"I'm going to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. Have you got everything ready? You have to go through the discharge procedures tomorrow morning."

Tang Ruanruan: "Those are all handled by Sheng Yan."

Xia Qinghuan pursed her lips and said nothing.

But Tang Ruanruan reacted: "No, he just left angrily before, will he come tomorrow?"

"Forget it, make two-handed preparations, and I will also prepare."

The next day, Sheng Yan arrived as scheduled, with the usual expression.

After completing the formalities, they parted ways, and Sheng Yan took Xia Qinghuan back.

Speechless all the way.

After arriving home, Xia Qinghuan couldn't stand the silent atmosphere, so she couldn't help but ask Sheng Yan.

"Sheng Yan intends to marry the Sun family?"

Sheng Yan paused, his pitch-black peach blossom eyes were silent, and his gaze was fixed on her.

After waiting for a long time, the other party did not speak.

Xia Qinghuan continued: "I said, once you get engaged or have a significant other, we will separate."

Sheng Yan was facing her sideways, unable to see his expression clearly, and seemed to be suppressing some kind of emotion when he spoke.

"I also said that I only have feelings for you."

Xia Qinghuan asked back: "So even though the Sheng family and the Sun family planned to marry a month ago, you still kept it from me, just to delay the time and experience the feeling of love between a man and a woman?"

Looking back on the past, some small things emerged, and I remembered that Sheng Yan had specifically confirmed to her that if there was an engagement partner, they would separate.

It turned out that everything had been foreshadowed.

Sheng Yan's eyes flickered, and he walked up to Xia Qinghuan: "Fu Xiujin told you about the marriage?"

"Can't wait to expose me, do you want to go back to Fu's house and remarry him?"

Xia Qinghuan said calmly, "Did you hear everything?"

Sheng Yan's face showed anger: "You really want to remarry."

Sheng Yan said this sentence in a declarative tone, not a question.

Xia Qinghuan opened her mouth, wanting to explain, but suddenly found it boring.

Sheng Yan's engagement partner has already appeared, and whether or not they get engaged is only a matter of time. They will part soon, so what is there to explain?

With this level of misunderstanding, the other party should not come to her again and again.

"What about you? If the Sheng family allows you to marry the Sun family, you will also agree, right?"

"Yes." An imperceptible pain flashed in Sheng Yan's eyes, "We made an appointment, and you said that I would wait for me for two years, and wait for me to settle everything."

Is there anything to solve, should I agree with Sun Yuan about an open marriage?

Xia Qinghuan found it funny.

As a member of the Sheng family, even if they are not valued, Sheng Yan is used to living a life of rich clothes and good food, enjoying the family's blessings, accepting the family's arrangements, and marriage has become an inevitable thing.

As long as he wants to continue his luxurious life, he can't refuse the marriage, which she can understand.

But the other party wanted to hang her while accepting the marriage.

She couldn't help sneering: "If you're engaged, you should be engaged, don't make those high-sounding excuses."

"If I were a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, I might still hear the dreamy scenes you mentioned."

"But I'm 25 years old, past the age of dreaming."

"Sheng Yan, go get engaged and let me go."

"Are you still going to find Fu Xiujin?" Sheng Yan leaned forward, put his hand on Xia Qinghuan's chest, his scarlet eyes shot a frightening light, and felt the ups and downs of her chest.

Xia Qinghuan's nose lingered with the cold scent of cedar, and as he approached and moved, his body naturally changed.

She hated this habit formed by the other party, but it was difficult to give up.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice softened by eight degrees.

"what are you doing?"

"See if you have a heart. Now it seems that you have a heart, but your heart is cold and hard."

"But..." Sheng Yan's voice changed, and the coldness in his eyes was mixed with some inexplicable meaning. He leaned over and bit Xia Qinghuan's shoulder, and his voice came out indistinctly, "Your body is still hot, it's very hot. soft."

Xia Qinghuan snorted and pushed his chest.

"stand up!"

"I'm leaving."

As soon as the words fell, there was a dull pain in the shoulder.

Sheng Yan bit her shoulder, and blood overflowed from the corner of his lips.

The heart-piercing pain felt on an ordinary person, but in Xia Qinghuan's place, she just let out a muffled groan.

Sheng Yan licked the blood off her shoulder, leaving only a row of hideous teeth marks.

Xia Qinghuan: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Sheng Yan chuckled, and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with his thumb, his posture was indescribably romantic and evil, and his eyes were deep.

"Brand you."

"You won't bear the bite marks of your ex and go to the next bed?"

Damn it, she actually felt that even this kind of movement of Sheng Yan could be called evil, not greasy!

Xia Qinghuan's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Can I go now?"

"No," Sheng Yan held her wrist, exerting a little force, and she slammed into his arms, and a hoarse voice pierced into her ears from the top of her head, "All investments need returns, Huanhuan, I haven't had enough yet." .”

After a whirlwind, Xia Qinghuan fell heavily on the bed.

Looking at the man who looked like a cheetah approaching his prey step by step, she only had time to say a word.

"only today."

Sheng Yan didn't speak, but untied her belt, raised her hands above her head, and tied them tightly to the bedside railing.