No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

Half an hour later, the car returned to the villa.

Qiao Shiyan got out of the car and walked quickly towards the entrance. At this moment, he couldn't wait to see Meng Yan, but at the same time, his mood was extremely complicated.

If you get tainted by the Shen family, you may not be able to live in peace in the future.

However, when he pushed open the bedroom and saw Meng Yan sleeping soundly on the bed, the anxiety in his heart was inexplicably smoothed away!

He and Xiaoyan had so much past,

How could Shen Cishu cause such chaos in him?

The Shen family is indeed powerful, but Qiao Shiyan is also a powerful figure, otherwise Mr. Shen would not have this attitude today...

In a few seconds, Qiao Shiyan thought a lot.

He walked to the bed and looked at Meng Yan's sleeping face. She had been guarding against him these days, but rarely looked so unguarded, sleeping so softly on his bed.

Qiao Shiyan took off his tie while looking at her.

He lay beside her, not intending to do anything, but Meng Yan woke up and the throbbing in her eyes made him feel annoyed and sad, so he suddenly grabbed her thin and round shoulders and hugged her body. Kissing in arms.

"Um..."

She was always unwilling and struggled fiercely. She kicked her slender legs desperately while he was holding her in his arms, accidentally kicking his heart.

The next second, she was held down by him.

He was condescending, staring at her little face with his dark eyes——

She is pale and pink, and her eyelids are slightly swollen. She does not look like a mother who gave birth to Jinfan, but she looks like she is in her early 20s!

Qiao Shiyan's voice was slightly hoarse: "Don't move! Xiao Yan, I'm afraid of hurting you."

"let me go."

Meng Yan turned her little face to the side, the tip of her small and straight nose was slightly red, and she rubbed it against the soft pillow. Her voice had a strong nasal sound, "Qiao Shiyan, are you forcing yourself on me again?"

Several bad experiences made her stressed.

She resisted desperately, but the power of men and women was so distinct that she couldn't resist at all...

When Qiao Shiyan deeply combined with her,

Meng Yan collapsed and cried: "I don't want it, I don't want it! Qiao Shiyan, let me go..."

But how could he let it go?

In those sweaty, uncontrollable moments of joy, he still took her mood into consideration. He treated her tenderly. He brushed her damp black hair away, took her red lips into his mouth and kissed her, and his voice was incredibly gentle. : "Xiaoyan, why did you lie to me? You obviously have no one to have sex with."

Meng Yan was in a daze.

It turned out to be like this, it turned out that he knew the truth, so he gave up the dislike in his heart and 'accepted' her again...

How ridiculous!

Meng Yan looked up at him, her black hair flying on the snow-white pillow, messy.

She gripped the sheets tightly.

Occasionally, when he hurt her too much, her nose would buzz slightly, then she would raise her head and bite her lip desperately. She was unwilling to make a sound, so she bit her lip until it was covered with blood.

Qiao Shiyan felt heartbroken.

He held her tender body in his arms and continued to love her.

He leaned next to her ear and whispered coaxingly: "Xiaoyan, scream if you feel comfortable. I know you feel comfortable! A woman's body cannot be hidden from others..."

Meng Yan said nothing.

Only tears slipped quietly from the corners of my eyes...

between them,

He never considered whether she wanted it or not. He only cared about whether he was happy or not. The affectionate expression he showed made her feel sick!

After everything was done, Meng Yan went to the bathroom.

She stood under the shower head and let the hot water wash over her body, over and over again.

She returned to the bedroom wrapped in a bathrobe and took the morning-after pill. Qiao Shiyan leaned on the bed and looked at it without saying anything...

His black hair was hanging down, and he held a cigarette between his slender fingers.

His face was blurred in the light blue smoke.

When he saw her finishing the medicine, he said quietly: "The man you are looking for is Shen Cishu, the direct grandson of the Shen family. In order to avoid suspicion and unnecessary trouble, we should not have any contact with him in the future."

Meng Yan didn't make a sound.

Qiao Shiyan felt a little annoyed, but he didn't want to get too serious, so he softened his tone and said, "Come here and sleep for a while! Haven't you been sleeping for the past few days, okay?"

Meng Yan held a glass of water and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in a daze.

After a long while, she said softly: "I want to go home! I haven't been home for half a month, Zhang Ma will be worried about me."

Qiao Shiyan frowned: "This is your home."

"We're separated."

Meng Yan's voice was light: "Qiao Shiyan, don't you think that just how many times you try to be cruel and force me, I will come back with you and listen to your mercy! I don't even have self-respect now, what else do I have to be afraid of? of?"

Qiao Shiyan didn't want to let her go.

But Lin Ruo's matter, no matter how you calculate it, he is in the wrong.

He thought for a moment and let her go.

……

He wanted to send her as a gift, but Meng Yan refused.

She took the driver's car.

After half a month, she returned to the apartment where she lived, and it suddenly felt like a lifetime ago——

Zhang Ma opened the door and looked outside again: "Madam, where is the luggage?"

Meng Yan said lightly: "In the gallery."

Zhang's mother didn't think much about it. She came in and said happily: "I thought the gallery was not going well! My husband suddenly came over this morning, and I just asked him casually! He said you would be back soon, and you are really coming back. Don’t tell me, sir, your mouth is really good!"

Meng Yan knew what she was thinking.

She said calmly: "It's impossible for me to be with him! It won't be possible for me in this life either."

She hadn't seen her two children for a long time, and she was thinking a lot. When she walked into the bedroom, she was hugged by Ozuho.

Jinfan called her mother affectionately and dragged her to see her sister.

Xiao He is happily half a year old.

Zhang Ma dressed her in pink colored clothes. She looked pink and tender, and her little face was pretty. She recognized Meng Yan, waving her little hands and grinning.

Little He Huan hasn't teethed yet.

When she grinned, her two rows of gums looked cute. Ozuho lay on the edge of the crib, looking at his sister warmly...

Meng Yan hugged Jinfan, and she kissed Xiao He Huan.

Zhang's mother asked at the door: "Madam, I will cook your favorite vinegar fish for lunch. You are eating at home, right?"

Meng Yan hummed slightly.

After a torture, she lost a lot of weight. She rested at home for two days before returning to the gallery.

Mrs. Huang knew she was back and called her specifically.

Meng Yan didn't tell the truth.

She only said that there was something going on at home, which delayed it for a while, but the gallery opened as scheduled... This reassured Mrs. Huang. She had always thought Meng Yan was good.

After hanging up the phone, Meng Yan was about to count the paintings——

He Yao barged in: "Mrs. Qiao!"

Meng Yan looked at her and frowned slightly.

The staff member came over and said apologetically: "Ms. Meng, this Miss He insists on seeing you, and I can't stop you."

Meng Yan said quietly: "You go to work first."

She took He Yao to the rest area by herself. She asked He Yao to sit down and poured her a cup of coffee herself.