"Su Yun."

Sheng Huai murmured.

As if a big hand had grasped all his thoughts and concentration, he lowered his eyes and looked at her.

The anger in his eyes gradually faded, leaving only tenderness.

Their noses were touching and their eyes met, but this time no one looked away.

Su Yun wanted to see what he was thinking.

But he didn't want her to leave.

Su Yun's lips couldn't avoid it in time, and her slender waist was pinched.

It was the first time that Sheng Huai looked at Su Yun's face so seriously. In his eyes, there was something else besides the desire to conquer.

kiss.

More and more scorching.

Wandering around.

Gradually out of control.

Su Yun dodged until there was no escape left.

Her eyes were red and her voice was hoarse: "Sheng Huai, let me go."

But now, Sheng Huai has completely lost his mind, and all he wants now is...

Own her!

"Mrs. Sheng, don't you like it?" His eyes were sinister and his expression was playful.

He looked at her intently, watching her eyelashes drooping on her eyelids, casting two rows of shadows.

Su Yun shook her head desperately, but her voice became increasingly uncontrollable: "Let me go."

Sheng Huai's eyes became gentle.

Su Yun's face was flushed, her long hair was wet with sweat, and strands of it stuck to her forehead as she walked into the bathroom.

When Leng Wu came out, Sheng Huai was already leaning against the head of the bed, smoking slowly.

The ballet skirt she wore last night was no longer suitable for looking at. Su Yun stared and could only open the cloakroom and change into a long green skirt.

After changing her clothes, she turned around and walked downstairs.

The voice behind him said lazily: "Leaving now?"

Su Yun stopped, stared at his angular face for a few seconds, and suddenly chuckled.

"Oh yeah, I forgot one thing."

"What?" Sheng Huai sat up and looked at her.

The woman at the door seemed to be in a good mood. She opened her bag, took out a few banknotes and threw them on the bed.

"Last night...just consider it as my money!"

"Mr. Sheng has good skills."

After saying that, Su Yun hurried downstairs.

Sheng Huai's face turned pale!

Then a strange scene appeared in the villa.

Mr. Sheng, who has always been dignified and aloof, rushed downstairs barefoot, wrapped only in a bath towel.

The servants were all shocked, no one dared to look up, and pretended to be busy.

Su Yun walked to the door and her wrist was grabbed tightly.

She turned her head, stared at Sheng Huai for half a second, then raised her eyes and bent over with laughter.

Sheng Huai stood there with a dazed look in his eyes, looking at her and smiling.

I seem to have no idea when was the last time she laughed so happily and unrestrainedly.

As he watched, the overwhelming anger seemed to be smoothed out by Su Yun's smile, and he felt soft.

"Su Yun."

Sheng Huai looked calm.

"Let me take you there."

Su Yun frowned, her eyes swept from his bare feet soaked in the rain to his chest, and then she said in a cold voice: "No need, Mr. Sheng, you are not afraid of being on the news with this look on your face."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was picked up sideways. While she was struggling, Sheng Huai carried her barefoot all the way and threw her into the car.

After locking the car door, he changed into the clothes the servant had brought him.

In the dim car, his broad shoulders and back were covered with scarlet scratches.

Su Yun lowered her eyes and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

His big hand climbed onto her cheek, and he said jokingly, "Are you heartbroken?"

Su Yun opened his hand and turned away: "You think too much."

Looking at her profile, Sheng Huai felt a little depressed.

Suddenly I remembered the past. When I was dazed, I would trace the scratches on his back. When I calmed down, I would blow carefully on those scratches with red eyes like a little rabbit.

But she doesn't care now.

She used to like waiting for him at the door when he got off work.

I like to bring various homemade snacks to the company.

Even in that aspect, he was always strong, and she would only beg for mercy quietly but never resist.

Su Yun, this cute and bright little woman, when did she become so cold to me?

Since when did he become so determined to leave me?

The more Sheng Huai thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and his fingertips almost crushed the steering wheel.

As night falls, the city gradually wakes up.

Su Yun turned her face to the side, with her palms covering the car window, leaving small marks.

At the traffic light, her eyes froze.

The ballet club where she had just danced not long ago was pitch black in the night, with a sign on the window saying "Closed".

Sheng Huai looked ahead with a calm expression.

The car drove forward for a long time before he said coldly: "You are not allowed to work in Lin An's club, not even once!"

It turns out that the club belongs to Dr. Lin.

Su Yun sneered: "I didn't expect that President Sheng would use such despicable means."

His face was gloomy, his brows were furrowed, and he concentrated on driving. His tone was cold: "Don't forget that you are still Mrs. Sheng. It's best to keep your distance from other men!"

Sheng Huai thought that he did all this for no other reason. Even if he didn't like this woman, he couldn't bear to see her fall in love with another man.

Su Yun understood what he meant, her eyes slightly cold: "There is nothing between me and Doctor Lin, please don't go too far!"

The Rolls-Royce left a trail of brake marks on the side of the road, and the harsh braking sound attracted the attention of many passers-by around.

The car stopped and Su Yun couldn't dodge in time. Her chin was pinched hard and her seat belt was tied tighter.

Sheng Huai looked at her with an almost unconcealed gaze.

Full of jealousy.

"Mrs. Sheng, are you pleading for Lin An?"

“That’s understandable.”

"Are you provoking me?!"

Su Yun met his murderous gaze, and as their eyes met, she suddenly had an inexplicable feeling. Whenever Sheng Huai talked about Dr. Lin, it seemed that he had difficulty controlling his emotions.

She didn't say anything else.

It was a long time before he let go of her hand, leaving two blue finger marks on her fair chin.

"Su Yun."

Sheng Huai said in a dull voice: "Is it because of Lin An that you want to divorce me?"

Su Yun was stunned. She even doubted the man's train of thought.

She and Dr. Lin didn't even know each other before her mother fell ill, so why did he care so much?

"Mr. Sheng, take care of yourself first."

After saying that, she opened the car door.

The Rolls-Royce stopped on the side of the road for a long time. He watched the slender figure walk forward without looking back, getting farther and farther away from him, and finally disappearing in the corner of the city.

Sheng Huai lit a cigarette, his expression unclear amid the smoke.

Su Yun walked slowly along the bustling commercial street. The surroundings were very noisy, but her heart was calm.

She raised her fingertips to touch the evening breeze, her thoughts drifting back to when she was studying in France and her parents introduced Sheng Huai to her and asked her if she was willing.

She does!

Of course!

When she heard that name, her heart was like a kite with a broken string, swaying and stumbling.

No one knew that she had always liked him.

It's just that he was too dazzling and she was too timid.

But if she could do it all over again, she would rather her secret love end in that turbulent youth.