After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

After calming down, Xia Qinghuan frowned.

Hua Tian is Sheng Yan's savior, so the matter of the flower ring will be difficult to handle.

It would be unreasonable for the sister of the savior to ignore her.

But if Sheng Yan continued to get so close to Huahuan, Xia Qinghuan would really feel depressed.

She threw the question to Sheng Yan: "Do you really believe what Huahuan says?"

"It's okay to get hurt the first time, but the second time you arranged bodyguards for her, she can still throw the bodyguards to find you, and then suffer the second injury."

"All kinds of behaviors don't look like a person who has been injured and is wary of people and things."

"The grace of saving your life is hard to come by, but do you want to be shackled by the wreath all the time?"

"If what happened that night happened again, you still want to leave me to find her?"

"There is a problem with the garland, is it only you who can solve it? Where are your men?"

"No." Sheng Yan clasped her hand, fingers intertwined, his peach blossom eyes full of affection, "No one is more important than you."

Xia Qinghuan was uncomfortable being watched, so she withdrew her hand and sat a little further away.

"Anyone can say something nice."

Dog men are used to being nice and obedient, but she doesn't believe it.

Sheng Yan went on to say: "I arranged for her to be manned. The same-sex bodyguards I chose this time will be in the same school and dormitory as her, and will take care of her at all times."

"Next time, I will let my subordinates handle it."

Xia Qinghuan frowned, thinking of something related: "The flower ring has been abroad, why are you back now?"

"I don't have so many problems abroad, but when I come back, there will be various problems, and I need you to go there..."

Sheng Yan rubbed her forehead: "I've already made it clear to her that Huahuan is eight years younger than me, and I've always treated her like a younger sister."

"She wanted to go back to China a long time ago, but I didn't agree."

"As for coming back this time... there is something wrong with her abroad, so she has to be brought back."

Xia Qinghuan was thoughtful, seeing that Sheng Yan didn't say anything, and she didn't ask what happened abroad, her face was still indifferent.

Sheng Yan hugged her again: "Actually, Huahuan was not like this in the past, since Huatian four years ago..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to realize something, his body froze, and the arms around Xia Qinghuan's waist suddenly tightened, carefully observing her face.

Xia Qinghuan's heart trembled: "What happened to Huatian four years ago? Did she die four years ago to save you?"

She encountered a gun battle in the United States, also four years ago.

Is there such a coincidence?

The shootout at that time affected a large number of people and made international news.

They don't end up in the same shootout, do they?

Xia Qinghuan glanced over Sheng Yan, and landed on the cinnabar mole at the end of his eye.

The same mole as Fu Xiujin.

A bold idea looms in my heart.

Sheng Yan let out a breath, and unconsciously caressed his abdomen with his fingers.

Through the thin underwear, it seemed that he could feel the bulge of the postoperative scar, and he could hear the sound of gunshots in his ears.

His eyes moved slightly: "Well, they tampered with the brakes of the car, and it was Huatian who saved me at the last moment."

That bold idea hadn't settled in his mind before it was stillborn. While Xia Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, he was inexplicably disappointed, and asked casually:

"Well, which school did you study abroad in?"

Sheng Yan lowered his eyes, avoiding her gaze: "hf University."

Xia Qinghuan: "You are amazing."

Her admiration spontaneously arises, the only thing is strange, a person who pretended to be a dandy since childhood, won't arouse Xie Ying's suspicion when he is admitted to such a good university for further study?

While admiring, the second thought that came to her mind was that the city where the martial arts competition was held back then was city n, which was quite a distance from city j where hf university was located, and it was impossible for Sheng Yan to appear in city n during the shootout.

Before she had time to think about it, there was a slight touch on the top of her head, and a big hand rubbed her head.

Sheng Yan smiled ambiguously: "If you're not great, how can I be your husband and satisfy you?"

Xia Qinghuan blushed slightly, and pushed his hand away: "That's not what I said."

Sheng Yan raised his eyebrows: "Which one is that?"

After being interrupted by Sheng Yan, Xia Qinghuan didn't care about other things, and talked about business with a straight face.

"You have to be careful about the garland. I believe you can handle it. Anyway, we just negotiated marriage. It's normal for you to have other ideas. We can just go through the agreement."

Sheng Yan buried her neck: "No agreement, you are my wife, what agreement?"

Xia Qinghuan let him lean on him: "I know you have your responsibility and blame yourself for Huatian's death, so I won't hold you back from repaying your favor."

"But I also have my temper. I don't want my husband to get too close to other women."

"I can wait for your results, but I don't want someone to always insert into our lives and affect our marriage."

"is it okay?"

There was a touch of warmth on the neck, and Sheng Yan kissed it very gently.

"Thank you for understanding me, Huanhuan is very kind of you."

Xia Qinghuan put aside those troubles, hooked Sheng Yan's chin, raised his face, and stroked it twice with his fingers.

After not returning home overnight, Sheng Yan hadn't shaved, and fine stubble had grown on his chin.

The fingers didn't stop, they went all the way down the rolling Adam's apple, unbuttoned them, and stopped on the man's well-organized chest muscles.

Xia Qinghuan twirled her fingers on it.

One click, another, tease.

The man's breathing gradually became heavy, and he looked at her as if he wanted to eat someone.

A sly look flashed in her eyes, and she flicked her middle finger slightly, which made the man's muscles tense, so she opened her mouth slowly.

"I didn't come back last night, do I have to pay food tonight?"

Sheng Yan couldn't bear it anymore and threw himself on her.

"pay!"

The fire started by Xia Qinghuan burned for half a night, and it got bigger and bigger.

Xia Qinghuan's mouth was so dry from the fever that she kept yelling to stop.

Sheng Yan couldn't stop, and growled lowly: "It was you who provoked me first."

Xia Qinghuan was forced to bear the leg resting on the opponent's shoulder, her white and tender feet trembling weakly...

In the dead of night, Sheng Yan looked at Xia Qinghuan's sleeping face beside him, and kissed the corner of her lips.

"Wait for me, give me some time..."

……

For the next few days, Sheng Yan was at home every day, and he didn't hear any more news about the flower ring. Xia Qinghuan lived a comfortable life for a few days.

On this day, Fu Xiujin came to the door.

When he just got married, Fu Xiujin came to her several times, but he still tried to make her dispel the idea of ​​being with Sheng Yan.

Every time she has a bad attitude and dismisses the other party in a hurry.

After too many times, Fu Xiujin didn't come here anymore, but occasionally sent him scandals about Sheng Yan, maybe to stimulate her and make her give up.

Later, she even blocked Fu Xiujin's account and phone number, and the other party never made a fuss again.

Today I heard that Fu Xiujin was here again. Xia Qinghuan didn't want to see her at first, but then she received a call from the other party's new number.

On the other end of the phone, Fu Xiujin's voice was hoarse.

"Qing Huan, grandpa is dying."

Xia Qinghuan's heart sank: "How much time is left?"

Fu Xiujin's voice choked up: "The doctor said... he won't survive tonight."

"Wait for me outside, I'll go out right away." Xia Qinghuan hung up the phone, asked the director for a leave of absence, quickly found Fu Xiujin outside, and rushed to the hospital.