One-marriage addiction: Mu Shao dotes on his wife in daily life

Xia Yan stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Xu Yihan's eyes a few times: "You came to me to ask this?"

Not enough.

Xu Yihan held Xia Yan's hand, seriousness written on his face, and he carefully asked, "Has Anhuai ever come to look for you?"

Xia Yan nodded calmly: "I have looked for it."

Xu Yihan was worried: "What did he do?"

Xia Yan thought of An Huai's shameful behavior, it would be light if he didn't hang and beat him, and sneered: "What he can do is of course shameless."

Xu Yihan gasped, thinking that An Huai was simply not human.

Xia Yan's tone was relaxed, and she said it so lightly, probably because she didn't want to worry herself.

Xu Yihan was struggling, Xia Yan didn't know what Xu Yihan was struggling with, so he went to the refrigerator and took out two cans of beer.

Xia Yan opened a bottle by herself, and handed the other bottle to Xu Yihan.

Xu Yihan caught it and opened it, Xia Yan touched her, took a sip and asked, "Why did you suddenly come here and ask me this?"

Xu Yihan glanced at Xia Yan and said honestly, "He looked for me today."

An Huai's shadow flashed before Xia Yan's eyes, so caught off guard, Xia Yan shook her head and threw it away: "Why did he come back again?"

Xu Yihan didn't have an answer, so he walked to the living room and sat on the sofa: "Someone wants to take me away, maybe he has something to do with this."

Xia Yan also felt that there was something wrong with An Huai, but this person was too strange, and muttered: "What a lunatic."

When Xu Yihan heard this, he became worried again.

But there are some things, if Xia Yan doesn't take the initiative to speak up, even if Xu Yihan is his best friend, he can't say anything.

Xu Yihan put the wine on the coffee table, and looked at Xia Yan seriously: "Don't feel too uncomfortable."

Xia Yan didn't understand, so she asked, "Why am I feeling uncomfortable?"

Xu Yihan went over to give Xia Yan a hug.

Xia Yan always likes to hide her thoughts and looks strong, but Xu Yihan knows that Xia Yan actually has a particularly fragile side.

Xu Yihan's cell phone rang, and Xu Yihan connected it.

Xia Yan took the notebook and continued to organize the photos. She has gained a lot today, and it seems that she will stay up until midnight.

Xu Yihan hung up the phone without saying a few words to the other party.

Xia Yan looked up and saw Xu Yihan get up: "Leaving?"

"Someone called me." Xu Yihan waved his hands at Xia Yan.

Xia Yan nodded and watched Xu Yihan go out.

An Huai started the car and prepared to leave with the money in the trunk.

The leading man on the road took the key and opened An Huai's car parked on the side of the road, and the other man dragged the woman out from the co-pilot.

The woman resisted desperately and yelled vigorously. Under the faint street light, she couldn't see her expression clearly, but she could feel a kind of fear and panic exuding from her whole body.

Because I didn't expect that An Huai would really sell her, because there was no one around.

The woman tried to escape, two men stepped forward at the same time, subdued the woman three or two times, one of them went to open the back seat door to stuff the woman in, the woman bit the man's arm.

"Damn it." The man slapped the woman across the face, and the hood of the woman's hoodie slipped from her hair.

With a clean and delicate face, clear eyes, the helplessness of a woman makes a man desire, An Huai sat in the car, honked the horn a few times, and gave way to their other car parked in front.

The leading man gestured towards An Huai, meaning that An Huai reversed the car and left by himself, they didn't have the habit of giving way to others, even Sixth Brother was no exception.

An Huai smiled, reversed the car, opened the window, and heard the woman yelling over there.

Noisy.

The woman was pressed against the car door and couldn't move. She turned her head and looked in An Huai's direction, as if through the windshield, her eyes met An Huai's.

The woman's lips moved, but she couldn't make a sound. The man behind him couldn't wait to pull the woman's jeans.

An Huai looked at the time and turned on the headlights, the sudden glare was extremely glaring.

The leading man turned his head and saw An Huai stepping on the gas pedal, knocking another car on the side of the road into the air.

Xia Yan quickly finished a can of beer, and she went to the refrigerator to get a few more cans.

Sitting in front of the coffee table, Xia Yan looked at the large-scale photos on the screen. This was the first-hand information she and several colleagues had followed for more than half a year.

Xia Yan opened another can of beer and was about to drink when a colleague called.

Xia Yan connected the phone, and wrote the end of the manuscript on the keyboard of the notebook with the other hand, and she was about to finish it.

Xia Yan didn't wait for her colleague to speak, she was in a happy mood, and said first, "I'm almost finished writing, should I send it to you for appreciation?"

Xia Yan's voice settled down, and the colleague was silent on the phone for a long time.

Xia Yan said hello, and the colleague was extremely depressed, and it was difficult to make a sound: "Xia Yan, the photos can't be posted."

Xia Yan was taken aback: "Why?"

The colleague was angrily: "The warning from above says that we cannot touch this female star."

"Are you kidding me?" Xia Yan slapped the table and looked at the manuscript that was about to be finished on the computer. If she really couldn't post it, how could she bear it, "Think about how difficult it was for us to take this photo Yes, for more than half a year, how many losses have you suffered, and now you say you won’t post it, what’s the reason?”

"No way," the colleague gritted his teeth, and he didn't want to, but anyone who encountered such a thing had to admit it, "Who made it this time, we messed with Mr. Han's woman."

Xia Yan frowned: "Which Boss Han?"

"The president of the Han family," the colleague added after thinking of something, "Didn't you still point to him for supper on the way back?"

Xia Yan's hands trembled, she accidentally knocked over the wine bottle in her hand, and said in a weak voice, "Are you sure this is his woman?"

The colleague sneered, full of contempt: "They went to open a room tonight. It is estimated that this woman knew that she was photographed, so she went to find Mr. Han."

Xia Yan looked at the face of the female star in the photos. When they took these pictures, the woman was accompanying a married rich second generation in a hotel.

Xia Yan clasped her palms: "Who took the picture?"

When a colleague named her, Xia Yan hung up the phone and asked for a photo right away.

She has to see it with her own eyes before she can believe it. The female star in the photo is now lingering with Han Zimo. The scale of these photos is no smaller than the usual photos taken of other people. Because of the rush, the curtains of the suite were not drawn. Han Zimo He has always been cautious, perhaps, he is so cautious only when he is in the same room with Xia Yan.

Xia Yan trembled all over. Looking at Han Zimo in the photo, she felt that it was not real at all.

Xia Yan came back to her senses and deleted the photos from her phone. A lot of spilled beer was spilled on the computer. Xia Yan took out a tissue and wiped it many times but couldn't clean it.

There was a picture of a female star on the screen, Xia Yan threw away the tissue, and poured all the remaining cans of beer onto the keyboard.

In the hotel suite, the sound subsided.
Han Zimo left the bed and went to the bathroom to wash.

After walking out of the bathroom again, Han Zimo realized that the curtains were drawn. He didn't care, and walked to the bed and took out his phone from his clothes.

The woman on the bed had a strange smile on her face, staring at Han Zimo's movement of looking at the phone, as if she was afraid that he would find out something.

Han Zimo didn't react wrongly, the woman was relieved, she stood up wrapped in a bath towel, she walked over, trying to stick to Han Zimo's body, but Han Zimo blocked it with one hand.

Now that there is no fire, Han Zimo has no interest in this woman.

Mu Hanchen not only made Han Zimo's confidantes disappear overnight, but also caused him to be greatly humiliated. Han Zimo had to find an outlet to vent his resentment.

He had a strong need for a woman, and at that time, a woman happened to approach him. As a man, Han Zimo naturally couldn't refuse this temptation.

Han Zimo didn't regret it, nor did he feel guilty, even if he was photographed, he still had a way to solve it.

Han Zimo turned to look at the woman. After he was released, his tone returned to his usual indifference: "What do you want?"

The woman's eyes lit up, and she said without any hesitation, "Someone took some pictures of me today, you need to help me."

From Han Zimo's point of view, this is just a deal, and it's best for a woman to have the conditions, so as not to get involved in the future.

Han Zimo didn't ask any further questions, and agreed straight away: "Okay."

The woman was delighted, it seemed that she had found the right person.

Xia Yan held the phone, but she still held some hope in her heart. Even if she already knew that Han Zimo was dealing with Mu Hanchen in secret, Xia Yan couldn't leave Han Zimo's side even if there was a dark side she had never seen before.

She has fallen in love with her like this, so humble that she feels ashamed, but she just can't let go.

Xia Yan looked at the missed calls. In the afternoon, Han Zimo called her several times, but Xia Yan didn't answer them.

Xia Yan called back the phone, and after a while, someone connected.

"Hello?" At the same time Xia Yan opened her mouth, a female voice rang in her ears.

Xia Yan's head buzzed and she began to tremble.

The other party couldn't hear anyone speaking, but looking at the notes, they guessed it was a woman: "Are you looking for Mr. Han?"

Xia Yan felt cold all over: "What is he doing?"

The woman's voice was thin and sweet: "Boss Han went to take a shower." After a pause, the woman showed off again with a satisfied face, "He just did a lot of indescribable things with me, his physical strength is really good, you understand .”

Xia Yan couldn't breathe, and threw the phone aside forcefully.

The woman didn't hear any response, she checked that the phone was still on, and heard the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, she hurriedly cut off the phone, deleted the call history and put the phone back into the pocket of the man's clothes.

Xia Yan sat on the sofa with her knees hugged, the living room was pitch black, she was in pain and hated herself.

In the past, she would not be hesitant, but Xia Yan never seemed to be able to find that kind of decisiveness when it came to Han Zimo's matter.Xia Yan turned her head and picked up her phone, but Han Zimo hasn't called yet.

Xia Yan also knew that she shouldn't wait for Han Zimo's call.

Listening to his explanation, can you pretend that nothing happened?

impossible.

But Han Zimo can say something casually, at least it proves that he cares about Xia Yan. What Xia Yan is afraid of is that in the end, he finds out that Han Zimo doesn't even bother to care.

There was a knock on the door, Xia Yan got up suddenly and walked to the door quickly.

The elevator door outside closed, Xia Yan didn't see Han Zimo's shadow.

Someone knocked on the door, but Xia Yan couldn't tell who it was, so she buckled the lock and opened the door slightly: "Who?"

"Open the door." A male voice came from outside, not what Xia Yan expected, "Help me in."

Xia Yan recognized An Huai's voice, and didn't want to open it: "Can you not come to me?"

An Huai's voice was not high, and he sat on the ground and leaned against the wall weakly: "You're so cruel?"