After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

Xia Qinghuan pursed her lips, took off the hat on her head, and handed over the sickle hat together.

"It's over, thank you."

Saying goodbye to Xu Youcai, as soon as she entered the door, she saw Sheng Yan who was spreading out the stacks of wheat in the courtyard and was about to thresh the wheat.

He was exposed to the sun for more than two hours, his upper body was naked, his cheeks were flushed, and his temples were wet with sweat.

Beads of sweat flowed, and the bulge of the chest and abdominal muscles was just right, exuding a wild beauty.

Different from the image of the noble and vagabond, he looks down-to-earth and inexplicably makes people feel at ease.

Xia Qinghuan heard her heartbeat clearly.

"You haven't healed yet, go and rest for a while, I'll thresh."

Sheng Yan continued to be busy: "Men can't say no."

Xia Qinghuan snatched the pull rope from his hand and stood there indifferently.

"I said, go back and rest."

Sheng Yan looked at her: "Huanhuan is caring about me?"

Xia Qinghuan turned her head and didn't look at him: "I just don't want you to get worse because of these injuries. I can't afford to pay for the golden and jade body of Young Master Sheng."

Sheng Yan pinched the tips of her ears, the man's fingers were hot, and she couldn't help but back away.

"Admit it, Huanhuan, you just care about me."

Xia Qinghuan resisted not to retreat, with a cold expression: "If you insist on thinking so, I can't help it."

"One last time, go in."

Sheng Yan took a deep look at her, a smile appeared in his eyes, he turned and entered the room without saying anything.

And Xia Qinghuan's residual heat at the tips of her ears spread like a bewilderment, quickly staining her ears red.

After a while, Kuang Lang walked out with resentment on his face, staring at Xia Qinghuan.

"Look, in such a sunny day, the ears can be cooked red and cooked, and I was asked to pull the spool and thresh some wheat!"

"I just call a few trucks of white noodles, can't they be delivered here?"

"You must let me do the work myself!"

Sheng Yan's voice sounded from the room: "Kuang Lang."

Kuang Lang cleared his throat, and said seriously: "It's shameful to waste, cherish food, start from me!"

He dragged around and around resignedly, and finally finished all the work, so Xia Qinghuan asked -

"How many trucks of white noodles are you talking about? When will they arrive?"

Capitalists are not so exploitative, he quit!

Room allocation became a problem at night.

Kuang Lang could only share a room with Sheng Yan.

He stared dumbfounded as Sheng Yan took off the plaster and put it aside, and moved his right arm slightly.

"You, you... your right arm is not broken?"

Sheng Yan glanced at Kuang Lang, and waited for the latter to shut up before replying, "Cracked."

Kuang Lang picked up the plaster: "Then what's your situation?"

Sheng Yan understated: "He recovered quickly."

Kuang Lang suddenly threw the plaster heavily: "Then you still wear the plaster, let me drive along the way, what work do you ask me to do, do you deliberately push all the work on me?"

"I don't enjoy a good life, why do you come here to suffer?"

Sheng Yan raised his hand, caught the plaster that was thrown down, and said calmly: "I have a new project recently..."

Kuang Lang pricked up his ears, but he couldn't hear Sheng Yan's next words for a long time, so he couldn't help asking.

"What new project?"

Sheng Yan raised his chin.

Kuang Lang comprehended and waved his hands: "Okay, okay, the air in the countryside is good, and I don't need me at home. I'm here for a few days."

Only then did Sheng Yan say, "A new cooperation with company h."

Kuang Lang was shocked: "When did it happen? When we met the representative of Company H, we were almost all together. After you were injured, I was the only one communicating over there."

"Where did you get the project again?"

Sheng Yan smiled reservedly: "You just say you can't get in?"

Kuang Lang: "Enter!"

almost the same time.

Xia Qinghuan covered her ears, holding the phone high in her right hand, and placed it at the farthest distance from her.

Jiang Ran's voice in the receiver was as loud as an amplifier.

"What did you say? Are you going to end with Sheng Yan?"

Xia Qinghuan took back the phone and corrected: "To be precise, I have already proposed to end it, but he seems unwilling."

Not only was she unwilling, she didn't say anything, Sheng Yan was ringing the bell at midnight, and came to the door in the middle of the night to provoke, and now he went home with her and helped her harvest the wheat.

Jiang Ran hesitated and asked, "Are you sure you want to end? Don't forget Tian Yue's end."

"Also, Fu Yan's murder of you and grandma's matter are not settled this time. You have no power and no power. Can you do it without anyone's help?"

Xia Qinghuan sighed: "I'm sure. Didn't we know a long time ago that being with Sheng Yan is not a long-term solution."

"Jiang Ran, I'm really scared. I almost lost my grandma if my grandma hadn't been in the hospital when the accident happened and she went to see a doctor in time. If Sheng Yan hadn't found a professional doctor to come over, I might have almost lost my grandma."

"Everyone says not to steam the steamed buns to fight for breath, but I can't let the closest relatives lose their breath just because of this breath."

Now that the matter has come to this, Jiang Ran can only persuade her: "Forget it, there are so many women outside Sheng Yan, and there is a limit to what you can invest in one woman."

"Since the decision is over, let's make it clear that we can get together and get together well, and don't have a series of conflicts like Fu Yujin."

Xia Qinghuan blurted out: "Sheng Yan can't."

Jiang Ran was puzzled: "Nothing?"

Xia Qinghuan: "Sheng Yan will not be like Fu Yujin."

Jiang Ran laughed and said: "You and Fu Yujin have been married for three years, and he has another love. He has never touched you, and he treats you like this."

"Not to mention Sheng Yan, there are many women, and the relationship with Lin Duoer is somewhat unclear. Now that he is unwilling to end it, it's hard to say what he will do."

Xia Qinghuan understood the truth, but thinking of what she saw today and how she got along with Sheng Yan these days, she felt inexplicably confident.

Jiang Ran sighed: "If it weren't for that family, they wouldn't be able to compete with the Fu family. Even if I ask, I will ask them to help you for the sake of the relationship of the past twenty years."

Xia Qinghuan: "No, I don't want you to be wronged, it's fine now."

To prevent Jiang Ran from being sad when thinking about the past, she changed the subject and talked about the recent situation of the two of them.

After chatting for a long time, they hung up the phone.

Looking at the hung up screen, Jiang Ran let out a long sigh.

"Sin! Huanhuan is so nice, how come he meets all the scumbags?"

While speaking, she helped Tang Ruanruan who was drunk beside her, and pointed her index finger between her foreheads.

"You don't make people worry, you don't say anything, you just know how to drink!"

She supported Tang Ruanruan resignedly, and stumbled out.

Passing by a certain box, a woman's voice squeezed into her ears through the half-covered door.

"What kind of rubbish is Sheng Shao? That's a spectacle but no use. He has a weak kidney!"