Yan Shao's Fatal Affection

Yan Xiyu frowned slightly, and did not return to the private room to continue talking until she was out of sight.

He contacted her again after the entertainment.

After not answering the phone call for a long time, Yan Xiyu became more certain that something was wrong.

He drove towards Donghuang Yipin, and after a few minutes, she called back.

"Why didn't you pick it up?" Yan Xiyu answered it without any hassle, and the car continued to drive forward.

The tone of the person on the other end of the phone is normal, and the speed is also the same, "I couldn't hear it just now in the shower. It's so late, what's the matter?"

It is indeed a dialogue between very ordinary relationships.

What's the matter?Yan Xiyu had never had anything wrong with looking for her, but he just wanted to get over it.

"You rest first." He finally said in a low voice.

Guan Qianyu said "Yes", "You also go back to rest early, hang up first, good night."

Every step is there, no problem.

But Yan Xiyu's car parked under her apartment not long after, and then went straight inside.

He pressed his fingerprints and opened the door directly.

As soon as the door was opened, Mei Feng frowned, because the lights in the apartment were not turned on, and when I went to the bedroom, it was also dark, indicating that she was not at home.

Back to Vienna?
Yan Xiyu made a phone call and went over there to ask, and said that she hadn't gone there.

He had no choice but to dial her cell phone again, and she answered it.

"Where are you?" He stood beside the car, his shadow stretched long by the night.

"I've already rested." Guan Qianyu said in a tired tone.

Yan Xiyu was silent for a short time, he said that she would not feel entangled like before, but he couldn't do it in this state.

"I was asking where you spent the night." Yan Xiyu got into the car.

Fortunately, he took care of his health and didn't drink alcohol today. After hearing her say that he was in the psychological hall, he continued to drive past.

About half an hour.

Guan Qianyu's private psychological room, he stood at the door and looked at her.

She looked at him helplessly in the door, "It's so late, I really should rest, is there anything I can't talk about tomorrow?"

Yan Xiyu's eyes fell on her face, and his eyes sank slightly, "Have you been drinking?"

She smiled, and made a gesture with her thumb and index finger, "A little bit, it's okay."

He didn't look very good.

What kind of body is she herself, how long has her eyes been stable before she dares to touch alcohol?

But Yan Xiyu didn't reprimand her in the end, but just raised his hand and pushed the door in a little bit, stepped into the psychological room with his body slightly sideways, and then closed the door with his backhand.

Guan Qianyu took a small step back.

Yan Xiyu could see such a subtle movement of hers clearly, stared at her for a few seconds, and then touched her thin lips, "What's the matter?"

She did drink tonight, maybe the atmosphere was so high that she couldn't hold back.

At this moment, I was tired all over, and I forced myself to look at him, "I think you still haven't done what you said, friends with ordinary relationships, is that so?"

Only then did Yan Xiyu's voice turn cold, "Are you looking like an ordinary friend again? How long has it been since you had a drink?"

She pursed her lips, feeling a little tired from standing, turned around and walked back, sat on a chair, leaned against the desk, and looked at him.

"I think it's better to be a little more distant than a normal relationship in the future."

Yan Xiyu's face darkened after all, "Is it so hard to see me?"

Guan Qianyu shook her head in a good-tempered manner, "I just don't like having too many personal relationships with married men, it's good for everyone."

Yan Xiyu stared at her, "How much did you drink?"

He told her clearly about his relationship with Qiao Ai.

She smiled slightly, "Not much, I'm sober, Qiao Ai is pregnant, no matter how ordinary a relationship is, it's not suitable for a personal relationship, is it?"

Pregnant?
Yan Xiyu changed, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"No nonsense, Qiao Ai just finished showing off to me today." She felt that she was laughing, but Yan Xiyu looked uglier than crying.

The man snorted coldly, "Even if she is really pregnant, it has nothing to do with me."

Then he walked over and looked at her with lowered eyebrows, "Is this why you are abnormal today?"

Does it at least mean that she is still sensitive, mind?

"Abnormal?" Guan Qianyu's neck was a little sore, she fell back limply, and leaned on the back of the chair, "No, I'm fine."

Yan Xiyu glanced at her clothes. She said she was taking a bath before, but she hadn't even changed her clothes.

Seeing that she really couldn't withstand the torment of alcohol, his voice softened, and he stretched out his hand, "Take off your clothes and go to rest..."

But before she finished speaking, she avoided him sensitively and turned sideways.

The chair was only that big, she moved a lot, and couldn't balance her body, so she almost fell down.

Yan Xiyu's heart tightened suddenly, and she supported her all of a sudden, not allowing her to move any more, her facial features became gloomy, "Do you want me to treat you?"

"Let me go." Although she had no strength, she tried her best to break away from his hand, "Don't make me look down on you, Yan Xiyu!"

After the words fell, Yan Xiyu paused for a while, but did not let go.

Thin lips touched up and down, "What did you say?"

With half of her body in his arms, she raised her face slightly and stared at him, "Your woman is already pregnant, and you still want to keep pestering me. What's the difference between you and a beast in clothes?"

"Do you really think that you are the emperor? If you want to hug left and right, it's troublesome to figure it out, I don't care!"

Even though her tone of voice was not fast, she pronounced every sentence clearly, and she was not in a hurry, but Yan Xiyu could hear her jaw tense.

"I'll tell you again, even if she is pregnant, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Really?" Guan Qianyu looked at him, "Are you sure you've never touched her? Sometimes a woman's safe period is exactly the same as a man who is full of lies, and the disguise is excellent."

After she finished asking, Yan Xiyu's mind suddenly flashed what happened at the Huajin Tavern that night.

When he woke up, he was in bed, Qiao Ai was naked, and he couldn't capture the memory of the previous night in his mind.

Throughout the night, there was a large blank space.

Seeing the subtle changes in his expression at this moment, Guan Qianyu's heart suddenly sank.

After all, she knew him.

Finally pushing him away, she turned and walked into the inner room, which was her own lounge.

Close the door and lie directly on the bed.

The man outside the door didn't say a word, let alone knock on the door. She thought that he should have left.

The world suddenly became clean.

It was so quiet that she woke up in a trance the next day.

I went back to my residence, changed my clothes, bought breakfast and went to the hospital as usual.

As soon as she entered the ward, Bai Linlang looked at her, "Just now, Mr. Yan brought that Miss Qiao..."

"I know." She interrupted lightly.

But no interest in continuing to listen.

Maybe in the future, she will really be completely quiet, between them, nodding acquaintances.