Chapter 79: Ex-husband Comes to the House
"No appointment, get out of the way!" Yan Ai's hand was still on the door handle, her knuckles white, and she said in a sullen and cold voice, "Stay away from me!"
She had to control herself very hard not to step back.
As she stepped back, her momentum weakened.
But could this man just get out of here quickly?
Feng Jue's slightly cold eyes lingered on Yan Ai's angry face.
The last few times I've seen her, she seemed to be like this, covered in thorns and a bit like a cat with its hair standing up.
Shen Yihang said that this might be her new trick to attract his attention, but Feng Jue didn’t think so.
She was really angry and resisted his approach.
You can tell by looking at her taut muscles and wary eyes.
But she looks very good, so the baby should not have been aborted. Otherwise, no matter how quickly her body recovered from the abortion, she would not be in such a healthy and rosy state now.
Moreover, Shang Yin couldn't find any recent medical records of her.
"I have no hostility towards the baby in your belly, you don't need to be so nervous."
Then, the man's gaze shifted from her face to her lower abdomen hidden by the light blue coat.
It was obvious that the man attributed Yan Ai's stress reaction to his fear that he would harm the baby in her belly.
Yan Ai was stunned for a moment, "The baby in my belly?"
Then her eyes widened. "You don't think I was retching all those times because I was pregnant, do you?"
Feng Jue's knife-like eyebrows were slightly raised. Although he did not answer out loud, the look in his eyes was enough to answer everything.
Yan Ai suddenly stopped being angry, and even felt that laughing at him was a waste of life.
"If you don't want me to vomit all over you, please get out of the way. I need to go out."
His voice was calm, his eyes distant.
The man remained unmoved, still blocking the door like an iceberg, and only uttered two words softly, "No rush."
Yan Ai was shocked. Not only was this man vicious and mean, but he was also so shameless.
What’s funny is that on the day she was reborn, this man ridiculed her for not understanding what people said.
Who on earth doesn't understand what people are saying now?
"Are you sure you want to chat standing at the door, Teacher Xingchen?" the man spoke again.
But the man's words were like a heavy bomb, exploding in Yan Ai's brain and making her buzz.
The man saw the right moment, curled the corners of his lips, and walked straight in.
Yan Ai was still in extreme shock. She was not paying attention and was taken advantage of by this hateful man. When she wanted to stop him, it was too late.
Seeing that the two were about to have a head-on physical "conflict", Yan Ai was so scared that she quickly took several steps back. She looked so embarrassed as if she had encountered the plague god.
Although the man successfully broke in, the frightened look in Yan Ai's eyes as she retreated still managed to slow him down.
He couldn't help but stop, and his indifferent eyes fixed on Yan Ai's face again.
He saw more than just fear in her eyes; he also saw deep disgust.
The man raised an eyebrow in surprise.
In the past, the look in her eyes when she looked at him was only fascination, expectation, or desire. Her eyes were wet, just like a poor little thing wagging its tail and begging for mercy.
This look now is fresh.
However, the man's surprise and novelty only lasted for three seconds, and soon sank into his eyes and disappeared.
He withdrew his gaze indifferently, turned his feet, walked around Yan Ai and continued walking towards the living room.
Shang Yin told him that the house was priced at 9.8 million yuan, nearly 10 million yuan, and she bought it in full.
The villa in Yuting Bay cannot be sold. Where does she get the money to buy such an expensive house?
The answer, of course, is the money she earned from writing novels.
Feng Jue admitted that he had indeed underestimated her in the past.
Yan Ai clenched her fists and stood there, watching the man walk into the house openly, but she was powerless to do anything.
This feeling of frustration is no different from the suffocating feeling of being unable to prevent tragedy from happening in the previous life.
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