After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

"The roommate who clashed with Xiaohuan last time did have problems and often bullied other students. After she had a conflict with her roommate, I used some means to make those roommates suspend school and send someone to take care of her safety."

"This time she threw off the bodyguard and was blocked by some gangsters on the way to find me..."

Sheng Yan paused: "I rushed over after receiving the call. She was injured all over her body, her spirit was stimulated, and she hurt herself with a fruit knife."

Xia Qinghuan frowned: "That is to say, those gangsters didn't beat her to bleed, but she made herself bleed?"

"Well, what is she doing to get rid of the bodyguard?"

Just to meet a gangster?

Sheng Yan sighed: "Huanhuan..."

Does this stop her from talking?

Fine.

Xia Qinghuan asked directly: "When can I come back?"

Sheng Yan hesitated: "Tonight, Xiaohuan..."

Xia Qing laughed heartlessly: "Tell me a time to come back, not a reason not to come back."

"Whether it's tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or a month later, give me some time."

"Angry?" Sheng Yan's tone seemed cautious, "I will definitely go home tomorrow."

Xia Qinghuan crossed her legs, nestled into the sofa, stared at the closed door, and paused every word.

"I still have plays to rehearse tomorrow, let's go tonight."

"You and I, see you soon."

Sheng Yan's words were more solemn: "See you soon."

Before meeting Sheng Yan, Sheng Lin found her first and threw her a few sets of photos of Sheng Yan and Huahuan.

"Who is this woman?"

Xia Qinghuan flipped through it casually, not paying much attention.

"I know this woman from Sun Yuan. She should know more than me."

Sheng Lin was furious and threw the photo on her head.

"As Sheng Yan's wife, with such a good innate condition, no man can keep her."

"Sheng Yan stays out all night because of her, but you can't even get any information about her, trash!"

Xia Qinghuan took off the photo on her head, held it in her hand and tore it up bit by bit, as if looking at Sheng Lin with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"If you can't find out the result, why push everything on me?"

"The wreath comes from abroad. I'm just an ordinary person. How can I check it?"

"Miss Sheng, please clarify one thing. We are a cooperative relationship. I am not your subordinate. I have no obligation to bear your doubts and vent your anger."

"You all know that Sheng Yan and I are in harmony with each other, so why make things difficult for others?"

"Before marriage, Sheng Yan's goal was Bairan. After marriage, he can change to other goals. As long as the man's heart is still beating, his legs can run around. You can't let me tie him to his legs and take him away?"

"Bairan?" Sheng Lin murmured, her eyes getting brighter and brighter.

The garland has a strange origin. They only found out that there was a mysterious organization behind her, but they didn't find out the result. Mrs. Sheng didn't dare to act rashly.

She was so angry that she came out to vent on Xia Qinghuan, but she didn't expect the other party to offer another possibility unintentionally.

That's right, a person whose origin can't be found by the Sheng family must have a prominent background.

Young girls who haven't graduated from college are the most likely to be pregnant.

Sheng Yan was very resourceful, he lost a Bairan, but he could still find a garland.

From this point of view, the identity of Garland is very special?Looks like someone has to test it out.

Sheng Lin had a plan, and she didn't care about looking for Xia Qinghuan again, and once again told the other party to be safe and obedient, and left in a hurry.

……

After Sheng Yan hung up the third call, Xia Qinghuan wanted to get his phone and turn it off with one touch.

The world is clean.

After Sheng Yan came back in the evening, the two of them didn't say a word of business, they just heard his cell phone ringing non-stop.

When Xia Qinghuan returned the phone to him, she said weakly, "Accidentally slipped my hand and turned it off for you, is it okay?"

"If there is any important matter, just go, I don't care, sister Huahuan is more important."

Sheng Yan held her in his arms: "Speak well."

Xia Qinghuan raised her eyebrows and her expression faded.

"Thought you liked the tune."

Sheng Yan kissed the corner of her lips: "Are you angry?"

Xia Qinghuan avoided him: "Guess."

Sheng Yan broke her face: "Okay, don't be angry, didn't I come back? Yesterday was..."

"I said, don't listen to the reason," Xia Qinghuan interrupted him, "Let's have a good chat."

Sheng Yan: "Okay."

Xia Qinghuan sat up from his arms, walked to the side and looked at him seriously: "You should be able to sense the special feelings that Garland has for you."

Sheng Yan was slightly taken aback, but did not deny it.

"I only think of her as my sister."

Xia Qinghuan shook her head: "But you clearly know that she has special feelings for you, but you still let her be by your side, and even let her influence you."

"Do you know that the Sheng family has already begun to suspect you?"

She told Sheng Yan about her conversation with Sheng Lin today.

Sheng Yan was silent for a moment: "You don't have to do so much for me, Huanhuan, I don't want you to get involved."

Xia Qinghuan gave him a blank look: "In hindsight, when you planned to marry me, no, or earlier, when the two of us started to maintain a relationship, I got involved."

"I let it go once, and I don't want to let it go again. I'm sorry, Huanhuan, I can't control it." Sheng Yan opened his mouth, his voice was very soft, so soft that Xia Qinghuan couldn't hear it clearly.

She asked suspiciously, "What did you say?"

Sheng Yan shook his head: "It's okay."

Xia Qinghuan suppressed her doubts, and continued to talk about business: "Can you tell me why you are so indulgent about the wreath?"

"She has been abroad for so many years, why did she suddenly return to China?"

Sheng Yan pursed her thin lips tightly.

Xia Qinghuan waited for a while, but still couldn't wait for the other party to answer, so she was disappointed.

"Can't you tell me? Well, then I..."

"Huantian saved me," Sheng Yan said suddenly, feeling depressed, "Huantian died to save me. His last wish was that I could take care of his sister."

Xia Qinghuan did not expect the truth of the matter to be like this.

For a while, she had no time to think about anything else, and held Sheng Yan's hand tightly.

"Is it dangerous?"

"Huata even lost his life to save you. How are you? Are you injured? Is it serious?"

The small hand in the palm was cold, and the pads of the fingers were slightly callused. The force was so strong that his fingers were deformed.

Sheng Yan stared at the hand in front of him.

Due to years of martial arts practice, this hand is much rougher than that of women of the same age, but it is dry without losing strength.

He held the hand back and lowered his eyebrows.

"It's not heavy, don't worry, am I fine now?"

Xia Qinghuan was still terrified: "Did Xie Ying do it?"

She didn't even call her the honorific title of Mrs. Sheng anymore.

Sheng Yan paused, nodded in recognition.

Xia Qinghuan tightened her grip.

In the past that she didn't know and didn't participate in, how much harm did Sheng Yan encounter?

It turns out that the grievances between wealthy families are really not as simple as talking about them, they will cost their lives.