After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

After this reminder, Sheng Lin also realized the seriousness of the matter.

Sheng Yan's every move was almost under Madam Sheng's surveillance.

Not to mention, some of the women around him, including Tian Yue and the cheongsam girl, were arranged by Mrs. Sheng.

Even so, they didn't know anything about him and Xia Qinghuan being together.

Sheng Lin put away all her expressions and sat upright.

"Investigate! This matter must be investigated!"

……

midnight.

Half asleep and half awake, Xia Qinghuan felt as if a heavy stone had been placed on her chest, making her breathless.

She opened her mouth like a drowning person, breathing in fresh air.

But soon, the lips were blocked by two pieces of warm and cool, and something soft with the smell of alcohol penetrated into it, as if he had done it a thousand times skillfully, he tacitly invited her to dance together.

Xia Qinghuan opened her eyes, but could only see a black shadow above her, unable to see the other party's face clearly.

Feeling the familiar breath, she struggled and opened her mouth between kisses.

"Sheng Yan?"

In the next second, the man brought all his strength and kissed her heavily on the lips.

"Are you right this time?"

After waking up, Xia Qinghuan was still in a daze.

"Why are you here?"

Sheng Yan kissed harder: "You don't want me here, who do you want here, Fu Xiujin?"

Xia Qinghuan's lips were numb from being bitten, her brain lacked oxygen, she flexed her fingers into claws, and raised her hand to grab Sheng Yan's wrist.

The knees were slightly bent, the arches of the feet were tense, and he kicked towards his knees.

Sheng Yan was faster than her, restrained her two hands, pressed her two legs with one leg, and controlled her with greater strength than her.

Xia Qinghuan was not reconciled, so she pushed a thousand catties back and forth,

Didn't move.

Sheng Yan supported her with both arms, directly above her, with a hoarse voice.

"Huanhuan, don't provoke me, I don't want to force you."

He was moved.

Xia Qinghuan easily felt his changes, and under the hot touch, her cheeks became warm.

"Let go of me first."

A few minutes later, the lights in the room were brightly lit, and the two sat facing each other. Xia Qinghuan asked her initial doubts again.

"Where did you come in from?"

Sheng Yan took out a key: "From the door."

Xia Qinghuan's forehead was throbbing with veins: "How do you have the key to my house?"

Sheng Yan's expression was calm, as if he was talking about small problems like eating and drinking.

"Given by the previous landlord."

"The former landlord!"

"Yes, the house you are renting now belongs to me."

When you woke up, the landlord changed hands?

Xia Qinghuan was speechless for a while.

She was a light sleeper, and in normal times, let alone the sound of Sheng Yan throwing himself on her bed, even the sound of the other party opening the security door would have woken her up.

But tonight my mind was messed up, so I drank some fruit wine before going to bed.

Although the alcohol content is not high, it is enough for her to have a good night's sleep for her low alcohol consumption.

Who would have thought that the house would be robbed in the middle of the night.

She glared at Sheng Yan angrily: "We separated. If you don't look for your fiancee in the middle of the night, what are you doing here?"

Sheng Yan rubbed his thin lips with his fingers, and smiled ruffiantly.

"It's not that you don't know, I can't treat others." It's like you can't help me.

Xia Qinghuan's expression was in a daze, as if he had returned to the time before the two separated.

But she deeply understood that she couldn't go back.

She made up her mind: "Young Master Sheng, you said it yourself that day, and you lied to me in the past."

Sheng Yan got up suddenly and came to her, blocking all the lights.

"I thought you could tell that that sentence was lying to you."

Xia Qinghuan laughed at herself: "What's the point of being true or false?"

"Sheng Yan, you are a person who has a prospective fiancée. If you want to find someone to play with, there will naturally be women who are willing to play with you. Why bother me?"

Sheng Yan's eyes were fixed, his dark eyes were serious and focused, and he spoke as if making a promise.

"The engagement is a stopgap measure, and I will not marry her."

Xia Qinghuan's heart trembled, she didn't dare to look him in the eyes, her tone was as calm as possible, but her dodging eyes still gave away her emotions.

"Your matter has nothing to do with me, so don't tell me."

Sheng Yan turned her face and forced her to look at him.

"There is something I want to ask you."

"For so long, what have you thought of me? Fu Xiujin's substitute?"

The air seemed to be still, and the man's eyes were as deep as the ocean, stretching as far as the eye could see, and the vortex rolled up in the sea, as if it wanted to suck her in.

Xia Qinghuan could clearly hear her heartbeat, and she was about to drown in this vast ocean.

She forced herself to look away, not to look into the other person's eyes.

"I…"

A look of disappointment flashed in Sheng Yan's eyes, and he let her go.

"I understand."

The disappointment in his tone was so obvious that Xia Qinghuan couldn't ignore it.

She couldn't help but think of Jiang Ran and Sun Yuan's words.

'Give silently, care deeply, and set up affectionate characters properly. '

'Sheng Yan is special only to you! '

Including all the things the other party has done for her since the two got along.

Last time, Sheng Yan had already denied that she was the other party's sweetheart. It stands to reason that she should have a sense of shame and should not ask again.

But the other party's night attack behavior gave her courage.

She took a deep breath: "Who is the sweetheart you once said, can you tell me?"

Sheng Yan stood up and looked down at her condescendingly.

"No."

Xia Qinghuan's throat opened with difficulty: "Why?"

Sheng Yan's tone was ordinary, but the words he said were piercing: "You are not qualified to know now."

Embarrassed.

The heart was filled with a great sense of shame.

Xia Qinghuan maintained her last decency and forced a smile.

"I'm not interested in knowing either."

"Give me two days, I will find a house to move out and rent again, my... new landlord."

Sheng Yan threw the key to her: "No need to move, I won't come here in the future."

Xia Qinghuan returned the key, pretending to be relaxed.

"It's not because of you, it's too remote here, I've wanted to move a long time ago."

"Alright." Sheng Yan took back the key, turned around and took a few steps towards the door, paused for a long time, then turned back, "When will you and Fu Xiujin remarry?"

Xia Qinghuan was taken aback by these words.

"When did I say I want to remarry?"

Sheng Yan's eyes moved slightly, and there seemed to be a flash of light in those black eyes.

"Not to remarry?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Xia Qinghuan seemed to feel relieved from this sentence.

Without thinking about it, she spread her hands.

"A good horse never turns back. Grandma almost lost her life because of the Fu family. How dare I provoke her?"

"not to mention…"

Xia Qinghuan stared at Sheng Yan's face, her expression was in a trance for a moment.

She doesn't seem to have feelings for Fu Xiujin now, but has a strange feeling for Sheng Yan.

Unable to wait for an answer, Sheng Yan asked back, "What's more?"