89. He slammed her against the door panel......
"Ah......h
When she saw the man sitting on the sofa, she couldn't help but exclaim, the expression on her fair face was too shocked and surprised.
It seems that she didn't expect that a man who was far away in France would be in her home.
"How do you ...... How did you get back? Burnt"
At this moment, only love is still in a daze, she is wondering, will the man sitting motionless on the sofa just an illusion of hers?
So, she asked very hesitantly, with a little cautious apprehension.
I'm afraid that this is really a hallucination of hers, and it seems that a louder voice can shatter this beautiful illusion.
It's just that her appearance, in Shang Zhan's eyes, is an uneasy look of doing bad things behind his back.
At this moment, the words she spoke, and the way she looked, undoubtedly poured a bucket of gasoline on the anger that had gathered in his heart.
Wei Ai only felt that the black shadow flashed in front of her, she didn't react at all, her wrist was tightly pulled, and the next second, she was dragged out of the house by Shang Zhan.
His strength was great, as if carrying monstrous anger, and it hurt her wrist very much.
In the yard, Wei Ai was afraid of waking up her grandmother, so she endured it all the time.
It wasn't until she was out of the yard that she exhaled in pain, trying to break free, but he pulled her tighter.
"Shang Zhan, you let go, it hurts!"
Wei Ai's brows furrowed in pain, but the man who was striding ahead by her wrist ignored her cries of pain.
It wasn't until he pushed her into the car that he let her go.
His gaze swept over his wrist, which was already a little red and swollen, and his eyes were as cold as ice sank slightly, but then disappeared.
Turned into the driver's seat, started the car quickly, and after a beautiful turn, sped towards the Imperial Hotel.
From the moment I saw him to the present, only Ai really came back to her senses, and it turned out that this qiē was not her hallucination.
Rather, this man is really back!
But......
She stroked his red and swollen wrist, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her fair face was obviously injured.
Say disappear and disappear, and come back when you say back!
During this period, there was not even a single phone call/or message.
Well, she doesn't blame him for this, after all, she also knows that there are too many people on the French side who can't help themselves.
But......
When they met, they didn't even say a word, why did he treat her so ruthlessly?
The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes in love.
Annoyed, sad, and aggrieved, all kinds of feelings are intertwined, which makes her eyes red.
couldn't help but tilt her head and glared at the man who was driving, just wanting to vent her inner dissatisfaction, but Shang Zhan opened her mouth before she spoke, and let out a cold low drink.
"You'd better shut up!"
His voice was not loud, but it carried a chilling chill.
Wei Ai only felt her heart shrink slightly, and all the questions that came to her mouth were swallowed raw.
Turning his gaze, he leaned back in the direction of the car door, shrunk his body between the seats, and looked at the dark night outside the car window.
Inside the car, the coldness emanating from Shang Zhan's body, like a strong low pressure, surrounded her tightly.
It's so depressed that it's a little hard to breathe.
Along the way, neither of them spoke again.
Shang Zhan's big hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles slightly white, seemed to be holding back the monstrous anger.
Dozens of minutes later, the car stopped in front of the gate of the Dizun Hotel, where Li Jinqing was waiting.
Seeing Shang Zhan get out of the car, Li Jin wanted to walk over, but when he saw the expression on his face, he took back the raised foot.
It's horrible!
How long had it been since he had seen such a frightening look on the face of a boss?
It seems that, except for the one five years ago, over the years, the boss has been hiding all the feelings in his heart very well.
What he gives people has always been the indifference and alienation of the high-minded.
However, at this moment, the undisguised anger on his face made Li Jin a little frightened.
He quickly turned his gaze and looked at Wei Ai, who pushed the door and got out of the car, and his eyes were clear.