After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

Sheng Yan did not return overnight again.

Xia Qinghuan didn't know that Sheng Yan was with Huahuan until she received a photo from Sun Yuan in the middle of the night.

In the photo, there was a large amount of bright red blood on the garlanded white dress, and Sheng Yan rushed to the hospital with her in his arms, with an expression of anxiety that he had never felt before.

Sun Yuan said, look, he is serious.

Xia Qinghuan took a screenshot to save the chat history and returned to the message list.

There is not a single unread message in the top dialog box.

Sheng Yan, who used to report his whereabouts all the time, didn't give a single explanation at this time.

She can comfort herself that the cell phone is out of battery, there is no one else around, the wreath is still in danger and the situation is urgent, or various other reasons.

These reasons might be true, but she couldn't ignore them. Sheng Yan didn't send her a message all night.

Joining the new crew the next day, Xia Qinghuan's face was pale, except for two patches of black and blue under her eyelids.

Tang Ruanruan was startled when she saw her: "Have you stayed up late practicing martial arts?"

The new crew was invested by Kuang Lang's company. Tang Ruanruan learned that Xia Qinghuan was also there, so she took the initiative to ask Ying to come over to meet them.

Xia Qinghuan twitched the corners of her lips: "Yes."

Tang Ruanruan handed her a cup of porridge: "Look at you, you didn't even buy breakfast?"

"Practicing martial arts requires a combination of work and rest. You can't become a master of martial arts in one night, not to mention that the crew must be in good condition when they start up today."

Xia Qinghuan stared at her for a few moments: "Before you tell me, look at yourself. It's not going well recently? Zhao Mingxuan is still pestering you?"

Tang Ruanruan's complexion was not very good.

She sighed deeply: "It has nothing to do with Zhao Mingxuan. After talking with Kuang Lang last time, I don't know what he did. I went to and from get off work with him, and Zhao Mingxuan didn't even have a chance to get close to me."

"It's just that Kuang Lang seems to be...pursuing me."

Xia Qinghuan: "What is it like?"

Tang Ruanruan fell into deep thought: "Beyond the concern of superiors and subordinates, the distance and scale of getting along, intentional or unintentional hints after drunk."

Xia Qinghuan had already seen that something was wrong with Kuang Lang, but she didn't expect that the other party would focus on Tang Ruanruan.

She hesitated: "Actually, Kuang Lang...is he okay?"

Tang Ruanruan was in a dilemma: "You know, Zhao Mingxuan and I have been together not for ten months, but for ten years."

"After more than ten years of getting along day and night, I still can't get a sincere relationship. I am very afraid, afraid of falling in love."

"What's more, Kuang Lang is really good at dealing with people. He is a good partner, good friend, and good boss."

"But he is also a prodigal son, playing with flowers and having casual relationships between men and women."

"The night with him was just an accident. Even if I want to fall in love again in the future, it is impossible to choose someone who is obviously unreliable."

"Huanhuan, I don't want to get hurt anymore. If the end of the relationship is hurt, I'd rather be single."

She does have a point.

Xia Qinghuan's point of view is the same, just like she was not optimistic about Sheng Yan back then.

But Sheng Yan, the prodigal son, is pretending, and being with her is to restore his nature, not the so-called prodigal son turning back.

She opened her mouth and was about to comfort her, but a person rushed over not far away.

"Tang Ruanruan, how can I be unreliable?" Kuang Lang was furious.

Tang Ruanruan's eyes were bitter: "I said, it's impossible for us. You are just a novelty for a while. You have never met a woman who rejected you, so you find it interesting and want to conquer."

"You have no shortage of women. For you, feelings are just a pastime to pass the time. It's not up to me."

"Mr. Kuang, I don't have the energy to play emotional games with you."

Kuang Lang's eyes spewed fire, like an angry little lion.

"What emotional game? I hate people who play with emotions the most. I didn't play with you."

Having seen Tang Ruanruan's attitude towards a relationship, he has never seen such a silly girl, strong and weak at the same time.

He felt that Tang Ruanruan was interesting, he fell in love with her, and subconsciously wanted to get close to her.

But he hasn't figured out the reason yet, let alone pursue it openly.

He happened to hear the conversation between Tang Ruanruan and Tang Ruanruan today, and he began to think about his relationship with Tang Ruanruan.

Suddenly found that it feels good to have such a girlfriend.

Unexpectedly, Tang Ruanruan's words died before it even started. Of course, he wanted to justify his name.

Tang Ruanruan looked directly at him, and asked calmly, "Will you marry me?"

"I..." Kuang Lang got stuck, his eyes dodged.

He had just started thinking about the relationship between the two, and he hadn't thought about it that far.

Tang Ruanruan understood: "That night was an accident, we are all adults, so let's pretend nothing happened."

"You don't have to give me convenience everywhere, Mr. Kuang, we will still be ordinary subordinates in the future."

Kuang Lang was unwilling: "Since I made it clear today, I also want to tell you, yes, I really want you to be my girlfriend."

"Marriage is so far away, I didn't expect it to be that far away."

"But I'm serious. If two people are suitable, it's normal to get married."

"Will you try dating me?"

Tang Ruanruan was firm and said helplessly, "Mr. Kuang, don't embarrass me, I don't want to lose this job."

Kuang Lang frowned: "Why?"

"I've said the reason. You must have heard it before. I won't repeat it," Tang Ruanruan said and turned to Xia Qinghuan. "The handover is complete. I'm going back to the company first. I have other tasks."

Xia Qinghuan agreed, and Tang Ruanruan strode away, leaving Kuanglang in place.

He is still puzzled: "Why am I unreliable? How do I play with feelings?"

Xia Qinghuan looked at him amusedly: "You don't have a clear understanding of yourself."

Kuang Lang couldn't believe it, and pointed at himself: "You also think I'm playing with feelings?"

Xia Qinghuan rolled her eyes: "I don't know about this, but Kuang Shao has been famous for many years, and you know it best."

Kuang Lang frowned into a simple word: "Money and loan are both cleared, each takes what he needs, I am not deceiving people's feelings."

The matter of Kuang Lang had nothing to do with her, so she just listened to it.

Xia Qinghuan said oh, and planned to do other things.

Kuang Lang stopped her, angrily: "Isn't Sheng Yan the same, why didn't you talk about him?"

"Sheng Yan is different from you." Xia Qinghuan wanted to say a few more words, but instead thought about what happened last night, her throat seemed to be choked, and she couldn't say the rest.

Kuang Lang asked: "What's the difference?"

Xia Qinghuan shook off him: "You have a good relationship with him, you can ask yourself."

Kuang Lang was puzzled for a while, always felt that after asking Sheng Yan, Xia Qinghuan even hated him.

What's wrong with them?

Thinking of this, he called Sheng Yan, but no one answered, so he could only give up temporarily.

On the other side, Xia Qinghuan received a call from an unfamiliar number, and when she got through, it was Sheng Yan.

"Yesterday, Garland had an accident. The situation is urgent. I dropped my phone, so I can't call you to tell you."

"The wreath is out of danger now, don't you worry."

Facing this late call, Xia Qinghuan didn't know what to say.

She didn't say anything.

Sheng Yan's voice was hoarse, and he couldn't hide his exhaustion. It must have been a sleepless night.

The opening of the mouth seemed to imply prayer, and the voice became even hoarse.

"Huanhuan, talk to me, don't ignore me."

Xia Qinghuan let out a sigh of relief: "Come back early today, let's have a good chat."

Sheng Yan quickly agreed: "Okay."

He didn't come back at night, only one phone call.