After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

A top floor office.

Sheng Yan sat on a chair and made a phone call, with a serious face and a cold tone, not angry and pretentious: "Who asked you to find her?"

Garland is emotionally unstable, and can reveal a trace of hysteria through the phone.

"I don't accept it! Brother Sheng Yan, this is not fair!"

"Why should my brother die and you should be snatched away by her, obviously I have known you longer than her."

"Obviously I can have two older brothers, but now my biological brother died in the turmoil four years ago, and you, who he rescued with all his might, want to hurt his only sister?"

"How can she, Xia Qinghuan, enjoy happiness without knowing anything?"

Sheng Yan's eyes moved slightly, and his tone was low: "I owe you, not her, and you have no right to find her."

"If it's about first come, first come first, I've known her longer than you. From the beginning to the end, I was not robbed as you said. You have to understand that I was never yours."

Garland laughed, sternly, until she coughed.

"The person who almost occupied my entire adolescence is now piercing my heart with every word."

"Brother Sheng Yan, I just want to ask a question, are you really not attracted to me after all these years?"

Sheng Yan was very calm: "I only think of you as Huatian's younger sister."

Huahuan said in a low tone, "I understand, but I don't regret it."

Sheng Yan listened quietly: "The transfer procedures have been completed long ago, I will arrange enough manpower for you, and don't cause trouble when you go to the new school."

There was no movement on the other end of the phone, and after a while there was sobbing.

"Brother Sheng Yan, I will be obedient in the future, don't want me, I only have you..."

Sheng Yan's voice was not loud, and his tone was flat: "There are many people around you, but you never take it to heart, and you just don't care. I'm not your only one, and I can't be your only one."

"You're an adult, it's time to grow up."

Huahuan's cries amplified: "For a Xia Qinghuan, do you really want to be so heartless?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll tell her everything? Is it possible to be happy when you step on a human life? Will she not wake up from a nightmare when she dreams back at midnight?"

Sheng Yan's eyes darkened: "Huahuan, you're overdue. The air ticket for two days is ahead of schedule. I'll send you off tonight."

"No, brother Sheng Yan, you can't treat me like this, I just talked to her a few words..." Huahuan cried out of breath.

Sheng Yan didn't listen any more, hung up the phone, looking at the night scene outside the window, wondering what he was thinking.

……

home at night.

Xia Qinghuan was full of worries and didn't know how to face Sheng Yan.

Curious about what Huahuan said, about Sheng Yan's real reason for protecting her, but also worried about hearing what she didn't want to hear from the other party, and even lying to her.

But what she worries about comes later.

After the meal was ready, Sheng Yan never came back nor sent a message.

She was stunned for a while, and she just filled the meal by herself, and didn't ask when the other party would come back.

After eating and clearing away the dishes, Sheng Yan came back after a long time.

After the most tangled period, Xia Qinghuan acted naturally and took his coat on his own initiative.

"Eat out?"

Sheng Yan paused: "I didn't eat."

"I'll serve you hot food." Xia Qinghuan went to the kitchen to get busy, and asked by the way, "What are you doing outside, and you don't have time to eat, and you haven't even responded to a message?"

Sheng Yan came over, took the spatula from her hand, and seemed to speak casually.

"I asked someone to send the garland to another school, and I'm leaving tonight. I have been in college for four years, and I should rarely be able to come back."

Xia Qinghuan pursed her lips, all she could see was Sheng Yan's side face, his brows and eyes were focused, even if he was facing a pot of dishes, he still focused all his eyes on him, like every night when he was focused on making a plan, no matter what he did Do your best and take it seriously.

She recovered and raised her eyebrows, pretending to be joking: "Don't you feel sorry for sending him away? We won't be able to see each other often in the future."

Sheng Yan's subordinates kept moving, with a smile on his face: "I put too much vinegar in the cooking? Why is it so sour?"

There was a tinge of red on Xia Qinghuan's face, and she cast an angry look.

"I'm not jealous."

"Oh... So it's not that I put too much vinegar, it's that Huanhuan is jealous..." Sheng Yan drew a long voice and looked at her teasingly.

Xia Qinghuan became angry from embarrassment, turned around and left.

"You clean up after you finish, I'm sleepy, go to sleep first."

Sheng Yan pulled her back: "Okay, it's not that Huanhuan is jealous, it's me who is jealous. I don't want to hear my wife mention other people's names, okay?"

Xia Qinghuan rolled her eyes and continued to walk out.

Sheng Yan embraced her from behind, and said softly, "I have been back to China for two years, and garlands are not common in the first place."

"Even when I was abroad, I hired special servants and bodyguards to take care of her, and I never got close to her."

"My husband is only close to Huanhuan, okay?"

Xia Qinghuan was in his arms and heard the sound of her heart beating.

She is greedy for this beauty.

For a moment, she didn't know whether she should ask or not. She was afraid that once she asked, no matter what Sheng Yan's answer was, she would get a thorn in her heart. Like what Huahuan said, she was worried that he had other deceitful places, and she was worried about gain and loss, and her relationship would deteriorate. .

It is to maintain this whitewashed peace, to wait for the day when the illusion will be shattered.

Or don't waste time, how about popping this fantasy bubble with your own hands?

Xia Qinghuan was distracted.

After Sheng Yan finished eating and tidying up, the two of them washed up and lay on the bed, the man's hands and feet began to behave irregularly.

In this environment, she lost interest.

Staring at the fuzzy ceiling, listening to the man's panting, she said softly:

"Let's talk."

The hands on her body stopped moving suddenly, and she heard the other party's answer.

"it is good."

Xia Qinghuan licked her dry lips: "You said that you took care of Huahuan because her brother Huatian died to save you, right?"

Sheng Yan was about to speak.

Xia Qinghuan interrupted him: "I want to hear the truth, you can think about it before you speak."

Sheng Yan was silent for a while: "I'm right."

Xia Qinghuan asked: "What you told me is everything, and you didn't hide anything?"

Sheng Yan didn't speak.

Xia Qinghuan smiled bitterly: "Sure enough, you didn't finish what you said then, is there anything you can't tell me?"

Sheng Yan still didn't speak.

"You don't want to tell me?"

"not me…"

Xia Qinghuan suddenly got tired: "Forget it, I don't want to know anymore."

In the darkness, Sheng Yan's voice was a little hoarse: "You said, don't let me see the wreath again, and tell me the reason for hiding it next time."

"I didn't see her..."

"Hehe..." Xia Qinghuan understood what he meant, "Okay, you abide by the agreement, and I will too. I won't make things difficult for you anymore, go to sleep."

She turned over, turned her back to Sheng Yan, and fell into deep thought while looking out the window.

Putting a hand on her waist behind her, Xia Qinghuan moved her body and shook the hand on her waist.

Sheng Yan called her: "Huanhuan..."

Xia Qinghuan didn't speak, and acted as if she didn't want to talk to him.

After an unknown amount of time, Sheng Yan spoke again.

"actually, I…"