Reborn after marriage, He Shao becomes addicted to pampering his wife

He Yichuan handed his coat to the servant beside him as he walked. His fingers deftly unbuttoned his cuffs, his movements were somewhat sexy, and he replied in a deep voice, "Yes, Mom."

Then he glanced at Pan Xiaowen who was sitting on the sofa, his eyes were somewhat cold and ruthless.

After Pan Xiaowen saw the man, the sadness and pain she had just felt were instantly thrown behind her. She looked at him with burning eyes, her red lips slightly parted, and whispered to him, "Brother Yichuan."

He Yichuan ignored her whisper and looked at her coldly and asked, "What are you doing here?"

There was no greeting or response, the first thing he said was a question. Pan Xiaowen's joy, which had just ignited, instantly fell to the bottom. She seemed to be afraid that the man would continue to say something unpleasant, and she turned her eyes away and avoided it.

"No, I just haven't seen my aunt for a long time, so I came to visit and chat."

Hearing her say this, the expression on He Yichuan's face deepened, and some anger was ignited. This nonchalant attitude was annoying, and he said in a deep voice: "Come with me."

Then, without waiting for her reaction, he walked towards the corridor in the yard at an exceptionally fast pace.

Seeing Pan Xiaowen following slowly, Mrs. He became a little worried. She hoped that nothing would happen. If she had known earlier, she would have chased her out. Now her eldest son came back personally to deal with it.

She stood in the living room and paced back and forth, looking towards the corridor from time to time, with worry flashing in her eyes.

They were communicating subtly here, and Su Xi was also preparing to return to the old house. She was about to go back to Yulong Bay, but before she went out far, she received the man's message. She immediately asked Li Ke to change direction and rush to the old house at the same time.

Su Xi had already restrained herself a lot towards Pan Xiaowen, and was the type who could counter each move she made. However, she didn't expect that this woman would continue to provoke her again and again.

A hint of coldness flashed across Su Xi's calm eyes.

"Brother Yichuan." Pan Xiaowen looked at his back and immediately took two steps forward and called out softly.

He Yichuan puffed out smoke rings, and his fingertips lightly shook to let the ash roll onto the floor. He pursed his thin lips and then slightly opened his mouth: "I only have one sister, An An. Miss Pan, please respect yourself. What is the purpose of your coming today? The He family no longer wants to welcome you in the future."

"Brother Yichuan, I don't have any purpose, you have to believe me!" Pan Xiaowen was also a little anxious and said repeatedly.

"Believe? I don't think there is anything to do with you. You want me to believe someone who repeatedly provokes my wife?"

He Yichuan's tone was exceptionally calm, without any ups and downs, so calm that it was a little scary.

Seeing that he was defending that woman in his words and deeds, Pan Xiaowen was as tough as Mrs. He, and was a little agitated. She said with anger in her tone: "Why are you all defending her? Has that woman ever suffered any loss from the beginning to the end? Why didn't you say anything when she stole our company's projects? There was no time she didn't retaliate!"

What kind of magic potion did that woman feed the He family? One or two of them are like this!

What a bitch!

"Pan Xiaowen, the person you want to bully is my, He Yichuan's wife, the future mistress of the He family. If you dare to touch her, you must bear all the consequences. Let me remind you again, if you didn't have the Pan family as your background, you couldn't even enter the door of the He family today, let alone talk to me." He Yichuan's voice became even deeper, and there was a cold breath between his words.

He Yichuan's words were like cold water poured all over her face and even her heart.

Pan Xiaowen raised her delicate chin slightly, and spoke out before she could even think, "But I did all this for you! If you hadn't gotten married suddenly, none of this would have happened."

"For me? Pan Xiaowen, it seems like I have nothing to do with you from the beginning to the end. Please don't put your imagination on me and even want to hurt my wife."

He Yichuan's cold lips twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but sneered, and continued: "Also, there is no possibility for you and me. There was no past, no present, and no future. My wife can only be Su Xi, my lover."

Lover.

The last two words were like a heavy weight that hit her hard. Pan Xiaowen's mind was like a mess, stirred without any sound or movement.

"If anyone wants to touch my woman, I, He Yichuan, will do everything in my power to stop him. If you don't believe me, just try it. Come on, show him away!"

After He Yichuan said this coldly, he turned and walked into the living room, not caring about her condition at all.

The man had just taken two steps when he saw Su Xi around the corner.

She stood there quietly, her eyes full of tenderness under her curved eyebrows and thick eyelashes.

He adjusted his pace slightly and walked towards her unconsciously. His deep expression instantly became extremely gentle. He asked in a low voice: "When did you come back? You didn't even tell me."

"I just arrived. I saw you were busy, so I didn't disturb you." Su Xi blinked lightly, her expression was playful and cute, and her tone was gentle.

At this time.

Pan Xiaowen also woke up from He Yichuan's ruthless words, and walked out in a daze under the guidance of the servant. As she passed by, she naturally saw their harmonious expressions and actions.

She was stunned for a moment, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say. Today was already embarrassing enough, and her pride was completely crushed one by one and thrown away.

His eyes remained fixed on them for a few seconds, then he turned his gaze away and walked towards the gate without saying a word. He looked as if he had suffered a heavy blow and had a feeling of resignation.

After Pan Xiaowen left, Su Xi looked up at the man and said softly, "Look, you are not polite at all. After all, she is your sister from a noble family. You are so cold and heartless."

At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten the anger she had felt when she first heard the news, and her eyes were now full of teasing.

"I only have one sister, An An. Mrs. He, please don't press me. Are you satisfied? What you just saw?"

He Yichuan stretched out his long arm and put it around her waist, pinching the soft flesh on her waist comfortably. With his other hand, he gently pinched her chin and whispered to her.

"Satisfied, extremely satisfied, worthy of praise."

Especially when she heard the word "lover", she felt her heart tremble and her mind was still a little fuzzy.

Su Xi raised the corners of her mouth slightly and looked at him with a smile. At this moment, she didn't mind the man's intimate actions at all.

After hearing Mrs. He's answer, He Yichuan chuckled, and moved his big hands down her soft waist, gently covering her fullness. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Since you are satisfied, Mrs. He, you must reward your husband well, okay?"

The man's breath sprayed on her face. Su Xi looked into his eyes and her heartbeat quickened rapidly. She glanced at him with her bright eyes. On the surface, she looked calm, but her little hand had already landed on the back of his hand and twisted it gently.

After He Yichuan felt her movements, he relaxed his strength slightly, let go of his big hand and moved it back to her waist, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.