Yan Shao's Fatal Affection

Neither of them knew how to proceed.

Yan Xiyu then lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the wallet in his hand.

"That's it?" He looked at her.

He has never had a problem with forgetting things, and this wallet...

The man looked at her probingly for a while, and then opened the interlayer of the wallet. He could only think of the reason why she reacted so strongly, but he could only see something inside.

So, he turned a layer and glanced at her.

Until she turned her face away, Yan Xiyu caught the innermost layer with her fingertips, pushed it away, and then saw the photo lying inside.

Small, about two inches.

Taking it out to take a look, Mei Feng Biao suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Did you see this?"

Finally, he took another credit card, waved it in front of her, and flipped to the cardholder's signature on the back.

Thin lips touched lightly, "Bai Yuxing, you can't see the three big characters so obvious?"

Guan Qianyu was stunned suddenly.

His gaze turned back, staring at the card held between his index and middle fingers.

He pursed his lips in a daze, "This...is Bai Yuxing's?"

Yan Xiyu stared at her with low eyes, "You think it's mine?"

That's not the point, the point is, his lips twitched slightly, his black eyes were full of meaning, "Which old love of mine do you think this woman is?"

She inhaled slightly, and said lightly, "No."

Yan Xiyu put the things back and didn't allow her to leave, holding half of her small face in his palm, "I still care a lot, I'm so sour that I can still pretend to be so indifferent, if you are an actress, entertainment Isn’t the circle starved to death?”

"I didn't!" She said in a heavy tone this time.

Yan Xiyu didn't intend to force her to say it, her thin lips were slightly bent, "I don't want to explore whether you know it in your own heart."

Then he glanced at the wallet, "It's probably his first love, Junior Sister, that he can't forget."

First love junior sister?
Guan Qianyu was stunned for a moment, for a vagabond like Bai Yuxing to have such a deep and unforgettable relationship, how deep is that?

She smiled again, "Are all of you men so unforgettable about their first love?"

Yan Xiyu frowned after hearing this, and then said in a low voice: "First love is just a title, it doesn't necessarily mean the first woman a man loves, let alone the one he loves the most."

Guan Qianyu was not in the mood to listen to the meaning of his words.

He just said: "Stop taking Bai Yuxing to Huijin Tavern from now on, I don't want Huijin to fall into it, and end up being just as sad as me."

Yan Xiyu looked at her, "I feel at ease? If you have the energy to manage other people's love and hatred, why don't you think about when to move out."

Speaking of which, she looked at him.

Before she could speak, the man said directly: "There is no need to discuss it. If you continue to live with that sick man, I will sue you for cohabiting within marriage."

It sounds like an understatement, but Guan Qianyu knew that if he could say it, he would definitely do it.

Guan Qianyu couldn't help frowning her eyebrows, and looked at him puzzled, "Why haven't you signed for such a dream at the beginning?"

Yan Xiyu hummed faintly, "If you ask me to get married, I will marry, and if you ask me to sign, then I will sign? Why don't you turn the world upside down?"

She was speechless.

What's the reason for this?
Just because he hates being controlled by others, as long as she asks for a divorce first, he is obviously eager for it, so he will not sign it anyway?

Then she can't help it.

"You can go, I want to catch up on sleep." She raised her hand and squeezed her cervical spine.

Yan Xiyu saw it.

Eyebrows raised slightly, "If I can't stand it, I'll transfer the night shift."

She smiled, "The night shift in the hotel department of Yuxiao Palace earns the most money, don't you know? And I'm short of money, very short."

Seeing her tired face, Yan Xiyu didn't think much, and directly suggested: "Suxin is good at massage, ask her to come over and give you massage?"

Su Xin?

Hearing the woman's name suddenly, Guan Qianyu paused.

She smiled from the bottom of her heart, "No, Young Master Yan should keep it for himself."

The tone of voice sounded the same as before, but Yan Xiyu could hear the coolness immediately.

The long legs stopped in front of her after taking two steps, and looked down at her expression at the moment, her palm-sized face was tired and downcast.

"I'm really tired." She looked up at him, "Can you let me go?"

Yan Xiyu looked at her weak and weak appearance, and couldn't help but raised his hand to hold her face.

His fingertips pressed against her soft and bright red lips, but thinking of the slap she gave him that night, he restrained a certain desire in his heart.

He just looked at her lowly, "I told you, don't call me Young Master Yan, I'm afraid I can't help but bite your tongue off sometime!"

As for Jian Suxin, he could see that she cared.

But at this moment, Yan Xiyu suddenly didn't want to explain to her anymore, it seemed...

It made her look angry, sour and pretending like a cat, which made him feel a little addicted.

Before leaving, he took Bai Yuxing's wallet.

Also leave a sentence for her: "After finishing this month's night shift, I will move out from Vienna. The house Qingyang will find a good one for you."

She didn't even have a choice, and she didn't have the energy anymore, so she took a shower and fell directly on the bed to fall asleep.

……

In those days, she certainly wasn't idle.

In the evening, Yuxiao Palace only works in shifts, and at noon, she spends most of her time in the psychological gymnasium.

Chi Yu knows her too well, so she set up such a psychological center to make her earn money, otherwise she would have been in so much debt, she would have been in trouble for only one class.

Naturally, she also wanted to run the psychological center well, so she was very attentive. As the curator, she had planned to take the lead in learning massage specifically and systematically.

Just in time, the manager Huang Qiaoqiao called her, "Curator, the massage parlor we contacted earlier got a reply, saying that they arranged for a senior masseuse to give lectures to our psychological center!"

"Okay!" She smiled, "You remember to buy something and send it to the massage parlor."

After all, they are masseurs specially arranged for them.

"Understood, I have a sense of proportion!" Huang Qiaoqiao smiled, "We have the first class on the weekend, the curator, will you go too?"

"of course."

She was also off on weekends, and for this reason, she slept secretly for several hours on the Friday night shift.

She got off work early in the morning, and she was going to continue to sleep for a while, when she just lay down, a message was received on her mobile phone.

It shows Yan Xiyu's WeChat account: "picture"

She frowned, opened the software and clicked in, and saw a delicate bracelet.