The next morning, Tong Nuanwan prepared her things for the hot spring resort. She had told Tong Nuanchen yesterday that he would reserve a quieter bathhouse for them.

Inside the InterContinental Hotel, the photo of Tong Nuanwan on the wall was all scratched. Song Yunnai was still not satisfied, so he raised a glass of red wine and poured it on the photo.

Song Yunnai put Tong Nuanwan's photo on the wall, and whenever he was unhappy, he would cut her with a knife, completely treating Tong Nuanwan as an imaginary enemy.

Tong Nuanwan: It's not too late to hate after you find out the truth!

She held the wine glass, picked up the dart, and stabbed it directly into Tong Nuanwan's eyes.

"You can't do anything. You're just a waste. You're just a housewife who only knows how to wash clothes and cook. You're not worthy of the third son of the An family. Waste, waste." Song Yunnai roared like a shrew.

With a click, the door opened.

"Open the door." An Xiangyan opened the door but was stopped by the security chain.

"Why are you coming to my place instead of going to find your lover?" Song Yunnai didn't want to open the door for An Xiangyan. She didn't want to see An Xiangyan at all, especially now.

"Open the door." An Xiangyan's low voice carried irresistible majesty.

Song Yunnai had no choice but to open the door.

An Xiangyan pushed Song Yunnai aside, walked to the table and poured a glass of wine.

"Is this person An Xiangbei's wife? She has an ordinary appearance and nothing special about her. She is still the same as before, self-righteous and thinks she can save all the miserable women in the world."

"She is the only chess piece that can restrain An Xiangbei. An Xiangyan, you look down on women, but you want to use women to consolidate your position. How shameless."

"Who hasn't relied on women? If An Xiangrui hadn't found a powerful wife, how could he have competed with me?"

"You are just like that. You never think you are wrong. I asked you to take over the resort project, but you refused. An Xiangrui took it and the turnover increased several times. I asked you not to develop beach villas, but you did. Who knew that there was a big flood and nothing was left of the villas. All these were done when An Xiangrui was not married. He didn't rely on women."

"Song Yunnai, you're looking for death." An Xiangyan grabbed Song Yunnai's neck. He hated being compared to An Xiangrui. He was just born two years later. He would always be a child and would always need to be protected.

"It's just right for me to ask you to do it."

Song Yunnai touched the photo on the wall, and a bitter smile flashed across his eyes.

An Xiangyan hated Song Yunnai's half-dead look the most. She was simply a bad luck machine.

"Go back as soon as you've finished your work. The old man has called and asked me to go back to work."

"Then just work hard." Song Yunnai looked indifferent.

An Xiangyan hugged Song Yunnai and rubbed her ear with his nose.

"My dear, you must bring An Xiangbei back, not only for me, but also for your son. You probably don't want your son to be called the son of a branch of the An family by others."

Song Yunnai put away the indifference in her eyes. Her son was her bottom line that could not be touched.

"I see."

"My flight is in two hours, so now's the time to..." An Xiangyan undressed Song Yunnai, drew the curtains, and fell into the soft big bed.

Tong Nuanwan and Li Anhe came to the hot spring club. He had asked Ying Zong to notify the manager in advance and tell the old employees who knew Li Anhe.

When Li Anhe walked in, the manager of the club was standing in front of the glass door. When Tong Nuanwan couldn't see him, he nodded to Li Anhe.

Under the guidance of Tong Nuanchen, they entered the bathhouse.

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