"I'm doing a good job." Ling Shuang looked at Cheng Sihan, and finally a hint of emotion flashed in his eyes, which was sarcasm, "Isn't this why you came to me?"

Cheng Sihan's heart was twisted, he hugged him tighter, and said in a low voice: "Does Shuang'er think Mr. Han is always this kind of person?"

Ah!

It was this tone that wanted to bewitch her again.

Isn't he this kind of person?

On the plane escaping from Kyoto, Ling Shuang quickly reviewed the more than half a year of living with Cheng Sihan.

Except in bed, had Cheng Sihan ever given her the look that a lover should have?

No, Cheng Sihan doesn't necessarily show affection for her in bed.

Looking back, it’s really sad!

From the very beginning, Ling Shuang has always been around Cheng Sihan, accommodating and trying to please him.

When a problem arises, as long as Cheng Sihan coaxes her, hehe, it's not even coaxing, Ling Shuang will always forgive him a second after he speaks.

Love brain, damn it.

If it weren't for this love brain, how could Ling Shuang jump into the fire pit on her own, and her brother would suffer as well, allowing Fang Mingxu to play with the Ling family in the palm of his hand until he died.

Speaking of which, the current Ling Shuang may not even be considered a tool, maybe it is just a toy of Cheng Sihan, the kind that plays with the charm.

Cheng Sihan came to her because he might not have had enough fun. He had said that even if his things were ruined, he should keep them in his own pocket.

Oh, is it impossible to escape from his Wuzhishan?

He quietly escaped from the north to the south, and he found it without any trouble. I'm afraid even the police couldn't keep up with his speed.

What held her was not a hug, but shackles.

Ling Shuang pushed Cheng Sihan away, lowered her head to adjust her clothes, and said coldly: "No!"

Taking a step back is not to admit defeat, but to move forward with a better load.

She couldn't offend this man now, and she shouldn't run away in a hurry. She should at least wait until Ling Qi had arranged everything and had a comprehensive escape route before leaving.

Now that you have decided to bear the weight, let your brother be at his mercy until he is completely safe. He only wants to play with that kind of thing, and he is not selling her, so there is no need to resist.

After sorting herself out, Ling Shuang turned around and huddled in the corner, looking outside without focus.

Cheng Sihan really couldn't stand Ling Shuang being like this. The little rabbit that was usually lively and pestering him for kisses was gone. Now there was only a gloomy and lonely figure, and he wished he could stay thousands of miles away.

Cheng Sihan, who was all-powerful in the business world, really couldn't figure it out.

When he was in love with Bai Xiaolan before, as long as he had a brand-name bag or jewelry, Bai Xiaolan would make him happy, even if he couldn't meet her needs.

Even if it weren't for Bai Xiaolan, most of those rich people who threw themselves into the arms of the wealthy daughter and limited-edition gifts would just shut up and get out.

As for Ling Shuang, Lan Yuan's cloakroom is filled with branded high-end clothing, including limited edition bags and jewelry. For the rest, he will agree to all her requests. Even if she says she wants to go to heaven now, Cheng Sihan will find a way to help her realize it.

And he only has one request for her, which is to stay by his side peacefully. Why can't she agree?

Cheng Sihan stretched out his hand toward Ling Shuang, who shrank into a small ball, and then retracted it. He had the illusion that as soon as he touched her, she would break.

Cheng Sihan looked away, leaned on the back of the seat, and glanced out the window. The uneasiness of sitting in a position other than the driver's seat was intruding on him.

He turned to look at the indifferent figure again, and stopped emitting pheromones that made him feel safe and secure.

He closed his eyes and tried to calm down.

The more I tried to calm down, the less I could calm down. The uneasiness turned into a long-lost fear, and my breathing became more and more rapid.

"parking!"

Cheng Sihan unbuttoned his shirt and shouted loudly, and the car driving on the highway immediately pulled over.

Cheng Sihan couldn't wait to get out of the car. Wearing only a thin woolen shirt with his chest open, he stood in the cold wind and lit a cigarette.

After a while, the cigarette he shared with Han Feng burned to the end. Cheng Sihan put out the cigarette butt and glanced at the black-filmed car window, even though he couldn't see inside. He was a little disappointed and sighed almost inaudibly. A sound.

Cheng Sihan walked to the driver's seat, and Zhou Yi walked to the car following him knowingly and got into the passenger seat.

Cheng Sihan lowered the baffle and saw in the mirror that Ling Shuang remained the same, huddled in the corner, silent or moving.

From the time he got off the bus to the time he got in, she probably didn't even look at him.

A chill passed through Cheng Sihan's heart.

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