Shan Yunhao pursed his thin lips, his handsome face tightly, and he spoke for a moment: "Don't smile at other men in the future, nor should he get too close to other men."

His words made Ye Muan's lips twitch, he straightened up, and said unhappily: "Shan Yunhao, are you too much? When did you see me smiling at other men? That eye saw me very close to other men."

She was a little confused. When did this man become so petty and actually made such harsh demands with her? Don’t you think it’s too much?

Even if she married him, she was still free, not his possession, nor was she a slave, let alone she didn't think there was anything wrong with her behavior. Is it her fault that others wanted to pursue her? If this is the case, she had nothing to say.

"I saw it all." Shan Yunhao spoke in a silence, looking as if he was right, which made Ye Muan speechless.

She glanced at him helplessly, opened the car door, and prepared to get out of the car. She didn't want to quarrel with him, especially quarreling over these meaningless things. She thought she had to go to work in the afternoon and had two hours to rest at noon. She really didn't have any extra time to post on the quarrel.

But her actions caused a misunderstanding from Shan Yunhao. She grabbed her wrist, narrowed her eyes, and a cold voice came again, "Did you agree to have a meal with someone?"

Ye Muan turned his head and said angrily: "You are unreasonable, I don't want to talk to you."

"Don't want to talk to me? Do you want to talk to a wild man?" A look of pain appeared on Shan Yunhaojun's face, and he seemed to be enduring something in his eyes, and he blurted out without thinking about his brain.

Unfortunately, Ye Muan, who was already angry, completely ignored some of the originally important details, glared at him angrily, swung his hand hard, and hit the back of his hand on the glass of the rear car. A blunt pain came, and he couldn't care much. Before Shan Yunhao could react, he got out of the car and entered Qiao's family as if he ran away.

Shan Yunhao looked at his palm empty and chased the little woman's figure, but the escaped figure disappeared for a while.

"Sir, you..." Shen Lei turned his head and looked at Shan Yunhao in confusion.

Shan Yunhao was even more strange and asked with a confused look on his face, "What did I do just now?"

Shen Lei was shocked, and a hint of surprise appeared on the expressionless face, "Sir, don't you know what you did just now?"

Why is this happening? Shen Lei's eyes flashed constantly, and there was a sense of uneasiness in his heart clamoring.

Shan Yunhao only felt empty and felt very uncomfortable, but he could not remember what had happened just now.

Shen Lei had no choice but to say what he had just said, paying attention to the expression on his face. Seeing him frowning, he could see that the gentleman really forgot.

"That's what I said just now?" Shan Yunhao frowned even more, held his hands tightly, looked through the glass at the floor where Ye Muan was, and got off the car.

But as soon as he took out one leg, he stopped again, his eyes slowly darkened, and he took out his cell phone.

Ye Muan entered the elevator, and a burst of pain came from the back of his hand. He raised his hand and looked at it. It was already purple and cursed in his heart. At the same time, he felt wronged. She was already low-key enough. What would she do if those people wanted to send flowers?

How could he blame her without any discretion?

Wild man?

Didn't he know that his words hurt people?

And his eyes that were about to eat people, as if she had done something unforgivable, she seemed to be unable to understand him anymore.

It was unpredictable, and the weather was uncertain. The last second was fine, but the next second it got angry at her.

He said he didn't admit domestic violence, but he was cold violence like him.

Before he arrived at the public office, his cell phone rang. He didn't have to look at who it was, but Ye Muan was angry and didn't plan to answer.

However, the other party did not give up and kept beating, and kept beating endlessly.

Ye Muan picked up his cell phone impatiently: "I'm very busy today and don't want to quarrel with you. Also, I'm going home to see my mother today. I won't go back to Ping'an Apartment anymore, that's it."

Ye Muan didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and he died after speaking on his own.

He threw his cell phone aside, leaned against the seat, looked at the office ceiling, rolled his eyes and let out a breath.

He wrapped his arms around his arms, tilted his head, and sat on the chair and turned around, but his mind had already flown away.

Two "beeps" sounds, and the cell phone placed on the desk vibrated twice.

Ye Muan stretched out his finger helplessly and stroked it on his phone. It was a text message sent by Shan Yunhao, with only three words: Sorry.

Ye Muan curled his lips, don't think that just apologizing. She is in a very unhappy now, so she doesn't want to pay attention to him.

Just close your eyes and rest for a while.

I don’t know how long it took, but in a daze, I felt a familiar breath coming to my nose, pursed my lips, and unconsciously crawled into that warm place.

Shan Yunhao picked her up and picked her up from the office, lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms affectionately, and whispered softly: "An An, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

His eyes touched the back of her hand, and he felt even more upset, felt distressed and blamed himself, and slowly leaned over her forehead and kissed her.

Ye Muan suddenly opened his eyes, blinked, and blinked again, and found that he was not dreaming. He quickly broke free from his arms, jumped down, and pointed at him with caution, "What do you want to do? You want to teach me a lesson again, right?"

Even though he knew it wasn't like that, Ye Muan just felt unbalanced. Why could he ignore her feelings when doing things? Why did she take care of him?

However, when she saw his expression of hurt and remorse, she could no longer be hard on her mind.

He snorted coldly, turned his head and refused to look at him.

Shan Yunhao grabbed the hand she wanted to take back in time, put it in the palm of his hand and carefully cared for it, and said softly: "I was wrong, would you forgive me this time?"

Ye Muan glanced at him and hummed twice with his nose, "Who knows if you will have another next time?"

Upon hearing this, Shan Yunhao lowered his eyes, preventing her from seeing the forbearance and bitterness in his eyes. Some things have begun to be out of control.

Yes, he guaranteed nothing next time, even he himself didn't know if he would make a blow and hurt her again.

Seeing his pitiful look, Ye Muan twitched the corners of his lips. The man pretended to be pitiful and really couldn't bear it anymore, so he waved his hand generously, "Okay, I forgive you, but if you do this again, be careful I will ignore you again."

"Okay." Shan Yunhao looked up immediately, his handsome face was shining, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and he was extremely satisfied.

With a wave of his long arm, he pulled her into his arms, as if he had the whole world, and he became happy. Ye Muan's lips curled slightly and smiled helplessly.
Chapter completed!