Chapter 156 Ayan, shouldn’t we do something serious?

Xing Yu pressed the corners of his lips, smoothed her coffee-soaked hair, and took her hand: "Let's go home."

As the two turned around, Shu En's trembling voice came over.

"Xing Yu, what do you mean?"

Xing Yu stopped and tilted his head slightly: "Protecting my wife, can't you see?"

"Xing Yu, you actually attacked me?"

Xing Yushen's cold eyes pierced her directly: "If you cause trouble for Ayan again, it won't be just a matter of a slap."

Shu En's eyes were red as he watched Xing Yu and Lin Yan leave the coffee shop holding hands.

She clenched her fists and sat back in her chair. The hatred in her eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of blood mist.

It was unknown how long it was before she got up and drove home.

Back at the villa, Shu En saw the lights on the second floor were brightly on.

A hint of disgust flashed across his face like a conditioned reflex.

She secretly smoked a cigarette in the yard before going into the house.

When the housekeeper saw her come back, he pointed to the second floor as usual and said, "Miss, the master is in the study and hasn't gone to bed yet."

According to the Shu family's rules, you must greet Shu's father when you return home.

"knew."

Shu En walked up the stairs slowly in high heels, stood at the door of the study, adjusted her expression and knocked on the door.

When I turned the doorknob, I saw Shu's father wearing a pair of glasses and sitting at the desk with a dignified look, handling matters.

Shu En walked to the desk, put his hands on both sides, and bowed ninety degrees to Shu's father.

"Dad, I'm back."

Father Shu didn't look at her. He glanced at the wall clock and said in a deep voice, "What time is it? You're back so late."

Shu En still maintained his bent posture.

"Dad, my friends from the dance troupe came to Jingbei. I invited them to dinner tonight... and then we chatted for a while..."

"Yeah." Shu's father reminded: "Pay attention to the time next time. Don't stay out too late alone."

"I understand, Dad." Shu En smiled obediently: "Then I'll go back to my room first, you should get some rest early."

"Wait." Father Shu raised his eyes and looked at the slap mark on her face: "What's wrong with your face?"

Shu En lowered his eyes and smiled: "It's nothing, I drank a little with my friends and my face is a little flushed."

Shu's father leaned back in his chair, not exposing her. He closed his eyes and asked, "By the way, how are you and Xing Yu doing?"

"very good……"

"Yeah?"

Shu En pinched the side of her skirt and lied stubbornly: "Well, I'm slowly developing feelings for him..."

Mr. Shu took off his glasses, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were deep and clear. Without opening his eyes, he spoke slowly.

"I heard from Zhonghua that Xing Yu doesn't seem to want to marry you, saying that he has someone he likes. What do you think?"

Shu En quickly stated, "Dad, don't worry, Xing Yu will definitely marry me! I won't bring shame to the Shu family!"

Father Shu nodded. "Well, that's good to know. How could our Shu family have an engagement broken off? If you tell anyone about this, wouldn't we all be laughed at? If you can't even handle a man, then I've really raised you for nothing all these years."

Shu En buried his head and said submissively, "Yeah, Dad is right."

"Go down." Father Shu pinched his brows and said, "Remember to visit your mother before going to bed."

"OK."

As soon as the study door closed, Shu En's obedient smile froze.

When I came to the next room, the smell of incense and candles hit me.

The room was tidy and spotless, but it was simply lifeless.

She walked straight to the spirit tablet on the wall in front of her and took out three incense sticks from the cabinet beside her.

After lighting it, he raised it and bowed to the photo.

Finally, he placed the incense in front of the table and then looked at the black and white photos on the wall again.

The gentle middle-aged woman in the photo seemed to be smiling at her.

Shu En's eyes grew colder, and he chuckled back at her, curling his lips in a perverse manner.

"Dear mother, how do you feel in heaven, watching your own daughter suffer so much? Don't worry... I will act like a good girl in front of Dad... I will make sure that he... will never find your precious daughter until he dies..."

When she returned to the room, her pet cat suddenly pounced on her, leaving a bloody scratch on her arm.

Shu En closed his eyes in annoyance, and when he opened them again, he smiled slyly, grabbed the cat with both hands and threw it to the ground.

The moment the cat screamed, Shuen quickly knelt on the ground and held it down.

A bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes: "Why? Even if I'm not the daughter of the Shu family, it's not your turn to bully me, a beast!"

After that, she picked up a pair of scissors, picked up the cat and walked to the bathroom.

When she came out again, her face was splattered with blood.

He walked leisurely to the balcony, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

The bright red on her hands stood out like a ghost in the darkness.

After puffing on a cigarette, she took out her cell phone and made a call.

"Mr. Song, let's cooperate."

"Have you thought it through?"

"Well, you want Lin Yan, and I want Xing Yu. Let's start our plan."

…

It was already early morning when Lin Yan and Xing Yu returned home.

On the way home, Lin Yan asked Xing Yu about Shu En.

From Xing Yu, I learned that she was the only daughter and only child of the Shu family.

She was sent abroad to learn dance since she was young and did not stay with her parents.

He and Shu En got engaged at the age of eighteen, but Xing Yu didn't meet Shu En in person for the first time until he was twenty.

Shu En is the principal dancer of a foreign dance troupe and stays abroad all year round. Xing Yu does not have much contact with her.

This is even more strange. Why does Shu En know her biological parents?

Is she just being mysterious or does she really know the truth?

It would be a lie to say that she didn't care. Only she herself knew her inner longing for her biological parents.

"Ayan, what are you thinking about?"

Lin Yan came back to her senses, changed her shoes, took his arm and walked into the living room: "Xing Yu, do you think what Shu En said is true?"

"Don't think about it." Xing Yu said softly: "I will check your parents' affairs for you. Just go back to Lantai obediently tomorrow."

"Okay." That was all she could do for now. Lin Yan let go of his arm and said, "I'm going to take a shower first."

As she turned around, her arm was grabbed by Xing Yu.

Lin Yan looked up in surprise: "Hmm?"

Xing Yu suddenly picked her up, held her and sat her on the dining table beside him, leaning close to her with his hands on the edge of the table.

"Ayan, what did you just call me?"

Lin Yan paused and put her arm around his neck: "Husband."

Xing Yu's quiet eyes enveloped her: "Speak Chinese."

Lin Yan blurted out another French word: "mari."

Xing Yu put his hand on her waist and squeezed it gently: "Ayan, speak Chinese."

Lin Yan stared at him closely, thinking for a long time before she finally called out those two words: "Husband..."

Xing Yu's eyes were wet, and his eyes rolled over and over again as he stared at her Adam's apple.

He smiled casually, and raised his voice: "Call again."

"husband."

"I haven't heard enough."

"Husband, husband, husband..."

The next second, Xing Yu grabbed her neck and kissed her...

Their breaths intertwined, and a muffled groan escaped from between their teeth.

"Ayan...you're leaving tomorrow...shouldn't we...get some serious work done..."

"Not holding it in anymore?"

"Do you really regard me as a Buddhist disciple?"

The body was picked up and taken straight to the bathroom.

Lin Yan wanted to push him out, but Xing Yu didn't give her a chance and closed the door directly.

Her hands were placed above her head, her back was against the wall, and her lips were blocked by him again...

"The scar isn't ugly... Ah Yan... it's really not ugly..."

With his gentle comfort, Lin Yan gradually let down her guard.

Next, let him do as he pleases...