Xu Xingran was so frightened that she didn't even care about the headache from her hangover.

She shrank back into the bed and looked at the situation in the room. It was very familiar. It was her room in He Hansheng's villa.

The furnishings haven't changed.

She looked at He Hansheng again. His expression was normal, but the way he looked at her was full of beastly aggression and strong possessiveness, which frightened her.

There is nothing abnormal about the rest.

Gao Qiao lied to her?

Xu Xingran rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a nerve was tense.

"I remember Lu Sisi and I were in the hotel, why am I here?"

He Hansheng said softly: "You drank too much, I brought you here."

Xu Xingran subconsciously wanted to get out of bed.

She said, "It's not appropriate. I'm married. It's not good if it gets out. I won't bother you anymore. I'm leaving now."

He Hansheng suddenly hugged her petite body from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, and put his big hands on her waist, as if to imprison her completely.

"Don't leave, okay?"

There was a hint of pleading in his voice.

Xu Xingran's body shook, and his chest felt as if it had been hit hard by a club.

Difficulty breathing.

He Hansheng's breath was rippling in her ears, and his scent was like a dense net, encircling her layer by layer.

She placed her hands on her waist, trying to untie his large arms around her.

"He Hansheng, don't be like this. We have broken up and I am already married."

Xu Xingran now believed what Gao Qiao said. He Hansheng was indeed a little abnormal.

It's... scary.

He Han whispered in her ear in a low voice.

"Shen Huaichuan is from Xiangcheng. He has a good family background. The Shen family is the richest family in Xiangcheng. You and he were childhood sweethearts. In the seven years since you left, he has been involved in gossips all the time. He has been surrounded by all kinds of women, and one of them even gave birth to a son for him."

Xu Xingran: ...

Although he appeared calm on the surface, his heart was actually shattered.

She knew He Hansheng, and what he said wouldn't be false.

She was only sixteen years old when she left. Shen Huaichuan was nineteen and Sister Jiaojiao was eighteen. The two of them had been secretly dating since Sister Jiaojiao was sixteen.

Only Xu Xingran knew their love story.

Romantic and sweet.

The love between Shen Huaichuan and Jiaojiao is what she thinks is the most beautiful form of love.

At least when she left, everything was still good between the two of them.

But two years after she left, Sister Jiaojiao went abroad to study, got married and had children.

At that time, Sister Jiaojiao posted on her Moments.

She was shocked.

Asked a little.

Sister Jiaojiao didn't say much, just said that she and Shen Huaichuan were no longer suitable for each other, so they broke up peacefully.

Later she learned from others that there was a third party between them.

Shen Huaichuan raised a little one outside.

Sister Jiaojiao is a proud person. If she is unfaithful once, she will never be trusted again in her life.

So she resolutely went to study abroad, and soon met her ideal lover abroad. They got married and had a daughter.

Xu Xingran knew that the problem probably lay with Shen Huaichuan.

But she didn't expect that there was such explosive news about Shen Huaichuan.

There are constant gossips and an illegitimate child...

It's outrageous!

But now is not the time to talk about this.

She said to He Han indifferently: "So what?"

He Hansheng's voice was filled with a hint of suppressed anger: "Xu Xingran, he has a five-year-old son!"

Xu Xingran nodded slightly: "I don't mind."

Her marriage to Shen Huaichuan was just a favor.

What does it have to do with her whether Shen Huaichuan has a five-year-old son or two five-year-old sons?

He Hansheng was angry. He grabbed her shoulders and turned her body around. His cold eyes met her calm eyes.

"He has a son, would you rather be someone else's stepmother?"

Xu Xingran reached out, knocked away the hand that was grabbing his shoulder, and sighed to He Hansheng.

"He Hansheng, we have broken up. My affairs have nothing to do with you."

There was a shattered light on He Hansheng's handsome face. He clenched his hands, then loosened them weakly.

His eyes turned scarlet in an instant.

He Hansheng had never thought in the past seven years that one day he would be so powerless in front of Xu Xingran.

It turned out that as long as Xu Xingran was unwilling to move forward, it would be difficult for him to maintain their relationship.

Xu Xingran looked at the brokenness and heartache in his eyes, feeling helpless and sad.

If He Hansheng treated her like this a month ago, there would still be room for maneuver.

Now……

She was really heartbroken.

"He Hansheng, let's part ways in peace."

As she said this, she was about to get out of bed and leave.

But the next second, she suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Because He Hansheng kissed her.

“Woo… woo…”

When she reacted and started to struggle violently, He Hansheng grabbed her two moving hands and pressed her directly onto the bed. The hot and crazy kiss took away all her breath.

Xu Xingran's eyes were filled with fear and panic.

In all these years, she had only had physical contact with He Hansheng.

Whether it was kissing or going to bed, there was only one man, He Hansheng.

It's not like they haven't kissed before.

It was a very gentle kiss.

It had never been so crazy before. The kiss was filled with strong plunder and possessiveness, as if he wanted to swallow her up.

She struggled and resisted frantically.

But her strength was completely negligible in He Hansheng's eyes.

He Hansheng's big hand even reached into her pajamas.

Xu Xingran's pupils instantly opened as wide as possible.

The struggle also became very intense.

His eyes were filled with broken hatred, and he wished he could kill He Hansheng countless times.

She was forced by He Hansheng last time.

Afterwards, she tried to comfort herself, thinking that it was just a bite from a dog.

But now, she was absolutely sure that she didn't want to.

We must not let He Hansheng succeed!

With a "ripping" sound, her clothes were torn.

Xu Xingran's hands were held by his palm and pressed on top of her head. His tall and heavy body pressed on her, and even if she struggled hard, she seemed powerless.

Finally realizing it was useless, she simply gave up struggling.

Close your eyes.

A line of tears fell from the corners of my eyes.

She would never forgive He Hansheng, that bastard.

Realizing that the person beneath him was no longer struggling and that she was in a desperate and broken state, He Hansheng's chest suddenly choked, and infinite despair and fear tore at him.

He let go of Xu Xingran.

"Ranran, I..."

Xu Xingran was free, and subconsciously kicked He Hansheng in the chest.

"He Hansheng, you bastard!"

Xu Xingran kicked him very hard, and He Hansheng was close to the edge of the bed, so he was kicked off the bed.

It even rolled on the ground a few times.

Embarrassing and funny.