"But I would like to remind Mr. Zhan to give me medicine next time, just aphrodisiacs, don't add sleeping pills. That would be so uninteresting?"

Yi Xiao said frivolously, and a smile on the corner of her lips made a layer of fire in Zhan Yan's heart.

"But I want to tell you that even if you get my body, you don't want to get my heart. No matter how many times you have done it, it's just a skin."

Such self-sarcasm even made him feel heartbroken than her saying, "Zhan Yan, I hate you, Zhan Yan, I will not forgive you." Zhan Yan held Yi Xiao's wrist and tightened it. Seeing her cold and right look, Zhan Yan finally sighed and chose to let her go.

But Yi Xiao didn't see the injury in his eyes, ignored his desire to speak, turned around and walked to the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I was stopped by someone in front of me.

Xia Yi was bored alone in the living room, so not long after Zhan Yan went up, he ran over. As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard the contents of the young couple quarreling in the bedroom.

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, wandering back and forth, thinking about whether to push the door and explain, but unexpectedly, Yi Xiao ran out of the bedroom at this time.

Seeing her eyes swollen from crying, and Zhan Yan was wronged but still silent, he couldn't help but stop Yi Xiao and said urgently: "Yi Xiao, you misunderstood Mr. Zhan, actually last night..."

"Xia Yi, shut up!"

Xia Yi just said a few words and was interrupted by Zhan Yan without hesitation. The cold and harsh voice made him shiver and swallowed the rest of the words obediently.

Then he leaned against his body and let Yi Xiao run out of the villa.

The high heels of dada were gradually moving away, and there was no quarrel and crying, and the whole bedroom suddenly became silent like death.

Shocking and suffocating.

After a long time, after watching Yi Xiao standing at the door of the villa, he stopped a taxi and left. Zhan Yan turned around slowly. The moment he walked to the sofa, he fell down weakly as if all the support had collapsed.

The sunlight outside the window shone on his side face, which was obviously warm, but at this moment, it made him even more lonely and deserted.

Xia Yi flattered his mouth and walked in from the door. Seeing Zhan Yan like an angry young wife, he could bear the grievances himself. He couldn't help but talk too much, and asked: "Mr. Zhan, I really don't understand you anymore. Why didn't you tell Yi Xiao the truth? You have to let her misunderstand you like this?"

Zhan Yan turned his head and looked at Xia Yi, his eyebrows flashed. His expression looked so dull, but the sound in his throat was a little bitter: "What did you ask me to tell her? Tell her that three hooligans gave her aphrodisiac last night? Tell her that she was almost insulted by others? Or tell her that I killed two people?"

"With her temper, no matter what I say or how I take it over, she will always follow the route to figure it out by herself. If she knows that the hooligans have taken off her clothes, found those photos for her, and the marks on her were left by other men, do you think she has suffered?"

(Today's 7, these chapters are just transitions. Tomorrow Yixiao will know that Zhan Yan has good intentions and will really fall in love with him!) "But I want to remind Mr. Zhan to give me medicine next time, just aphrodisiacs, don't add sleeping pills. That would be so uninteresting?"

Yi Xiao said frivolously, and a smile on the corner of her lips made a layer of fire in Zhan Yan's heart.

"But I want to tell you that even if you get my body, you don't want to get my heart. No matter how many times you have done it, it's just a skin."

Such self-sarcasm even made him feel heartbroken than her saying, "Zhan Yan, I hate you, Zhan Yan, I will not forgive you." Zhan Yan held Yi Xiao's wrist and tightened it. Seeing her cold and right look, Zhan Yan finally sighed and chose to let her go.

But Yi Xiao didn't see the injury in his eyes, ignored his desire to speak, turned around and walked to the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I was stopped by someone in front of me.

Xia Yi was bored alone in the living room, so not long after Zhan Yan went up, he ran over. As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard the contents of the young couple quarreling in the bedroom.

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, wandering back and forth, thinking about whether to push the door and explain, but unexpectedly, Yi Xiao ran out of the bedroom at this time.

Seeing her eyes swollen from crying, and Zhan Yan was wronged but still silent, he couldn't help but stop Yi Xiao and said urgently: "Yi Xiao, you misunderstood Mr. Zhan, actually last night..."

"Xia Yi, shut up!"

Xia Yi just said a few words and was interrupted by Zhan Yan without hesitation. The cold and harsh voice made him shiver and swallowed the rest of the words obediently.

Then he leaned against his body and let Yi Xiao run out of the villa.

The high heels of dada were gradually moving away, and there was no quarrel and crying, and the whole bedroom suddenly became silent like death.

Shocking and suffocating.

After a long time, after watching Yi Xiao standing at the door of the villa, he stopped a taxi and left. Zhan Yan turned around slowly. The moment he walked to the sofa, he fell down weakly as if all the support had collapsed.

The sunlight outside the window shone on his side face, which was obviously warm, but at this moment, it made him even more lonely and deserted.

Xia Yi flattered his mouth and walked in from the door. Seeing Zhan Yan like an angry young wife, he could bear the grievances himself. He couldn't help but talk too much, and asked: "Mr. Zhan, I really don't understand you anymore. Why didn't you tell Yi Xiao the truth? You have to let her misunderstand you like this?"

Zhan Yan turned his head and looked at Xia Yi, his eyebrows flashed. His expression looked so dull, but the sound in his throat was a little bitter: "What did you ask me to tell her? Tell her that three hooligans gave her aphrodisiac last night? Tell her that she was almost insulted by others? Or tell her that I killed two people?"

"With her temper, no matter what I say or how I take it over, she will always follow the route to figure it out by herself. If she knows that the hooligans have taken off her clothes, found those photos for her, and the marks on her were left by other men, do you think she has suffered?"
Chapter completed!