Seeing Mu Xiao's painful expression, An Yarong smiled brighter and brighter:

"I drank some wine that night, but I didn't expect that although Shao Chen was married, he still loved me like this. Mu Xiao, please help me transfer this watch to him. ”

Mu Xiao took a deep breath hard, these days, the words that Chu Shaochen had said to her were like knives in her heart.

He said he would be nice to her.

He said he would not approach Anyaron again.

She still thought that Qiē would be like what he said, but what she didn't expect was that in less than a month, all the oaths were completely shattered by his actions.

Mu Xiao tried hard to come back to her senses, she looked at An Yarong lightly, and the cool arc was weakly pulled up at the corner of her mouth:

"An Yarong, you slept with my husband, what else do you want?"

"Heh, Mu Xiao, why do you knowingly ask?"

An Yarong raised her beautiful little face slightly, and the resentment and hostility that had been hidden in her eyes finally revealed at this time:

"The person Shao Chen loves will always be me, Mu Xiao, you just took advantage of my loophole, you robbed me of the happy marriage that should have belonged to me and him, then, before you die, I must snatch it back!"

"Mu Xiao, do you know why Shao Chen was so firm in believing that you were not pregnant with his child when you were pregnant? Haven't you ever thought about the paternity test results? ”

“……”

At this moment, Mu Xiao's face instantly turned pale: "An Yarong, did you do something to that paternity test result?!" ”

"Hehehe, Mu Xiao, I said at the beginning, I will definitely get what An Yarong wants, even if I dig out my mind, even if I do whatever it takes!"

"Mu Xiao, you're just an ordinary woman with a terminal illness, why are you fighting me?"

Anya Rong kept laughing, like a blooming poppy/poppy, laughing so brightly and so poisonously.

Mu Xiao looked at her in a trance, An Yarong, what a terrible woman this is!

"What's wrong?"

Suddenly, a magnetic male voice came from the doorway.

Immediately after, a slender and muscular man walked over with an even step.

"Shao Chen!"

The smile on An Yarong's face stopped in an instant before Chu Shaochen saw it, and quickly turned into the usual innocence and quietness, as if the woman just now was not her at all.

She greeted the man, her snow-white lotus arm was naturally wrapped around Chu Shaochen's arm, and her soft delicate body was close to Chu Shaochen's arms:

"Chen, why don't you tell me when you come back now? If I had known that this would have happened, I wouldn't have come to Xiaoxiao and would have handed over your watch to you. ”

Chu Shaochen's dark eyebrows tightened silently, and he coldly withdrew his arm between An Yarong's lotus arms, and an indifferent syllable sounded between his thin lips and teeth:

"I have something to say to Xiaoxiao, you avoid!"

"Okay."

An Yarong didn't seem to notice the change in Chu Shaochen's face, she squeezed her eyes at him, and said with a light smile:

"Shao Chen, I'll wait for you downstairs, don't let me wait too long."

Crisp footsteps sounded in the empty room, and Anya Rong walked out of the door elegantly with her slender legs and floor-length skirt.

Mu Xiao sat quietly in front of the sofa, her eyelids lowered, her eyes looking in an unknown direction, as if ignoring Chu Shaochen's existence.

There was a sound of shallow footsteps beside her, and Chu Shaochen stood beside her, a tall black shadow enveloping her thin body.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Xiao, and after a while, he said lightly:

"Your face is very bad, did I not take care of myself in the week I left?"

"I'm fine, I don't need your attention." Mu Xiao slowly stood up and walked out with a step, her gaze never stayed on Chu Shaochen for a second.

A large strong hand suddenly grabbed her arm.

"Did Anya Rong tell you something just now?" Chu Shaochen stood behind Mu Xiao, his extremely handsome face showing a bit of obvious exhaustion at the moment.

What happened in T City corroded his heart like poison.

The man's powerful hand was clenched on her slender little arm like iron pincers, and his trembling fingers sank deep into her soft skin, leaving clear fingerprints on her fair skin, and she frowned in pain:

"Anyaron said that your watch was left with her, let me help her return it to you."

"......" Chu Shaochen looked at the watch, and the right hand holding Mu Xiao gradually became weak.

"I'm tired, please let go."

Mu Xiao shook off Chu Shaochen's hand vigorously, took a step, and walked out of the door without looking back.

From beginning to end, she didn't look at Chu Shaochen.

"Where are you going?"

A magnetic inquiry came from behind him.

"Get out for a walk."

Mu Xiao's footsteps didn't stop, she lowered her head slightly and looked at the ground, and the corners of her haggard mouth curled up a desolate arc:

"Your An Yarong is waiting for you, Chu Shaochen, you have already failed me, don't let her down again!"

"Click!"

The door was casually closed by Mu Xiao, and her thin figure disappeared in front of her.

Chu Shaochen looked at the closed door panel in distraction, and after a long time, his gaze finally moved back to the table.

He was stunned and picked up the watch on the table that had been given by Mu Xiao and put it back on his wrist.

There was still a video of An Yarong being interviewed on her laptop, Chu Shaochen glanced at it silently, and the knife-like pain crossed his heart again.

……

Anyaron's soft arms were elegantly folded around her chest, and her model-like body leaned against her red Porsche.

Some passers-by recognized this popular jade star and silently took out their mobile phones to take beautiful photos of her.

At this moment, a long black shadow walked towards her against the wind.

"You promised me not to trouble her again!"

Chu Shaochen stood directly opposite An Yarong, and his dark eyes condensed two points of indifference.

"I didn't bother her." An Yarong looked at him with a beautiful little face, and her eyes were filled with ripples of grievance:

"Your watch fell on me that night, and then I called you and you refused to answer, and I went to look for you and you refused to see me, I know how important this watch is to you, so I had to send it to Xiaoxiao, Shao Chen, am I wrong to do this?"

Chu Shaochen's handsome eyebrows tightened silently, he looked down at An Yarong, and a low syllable sounded between his cold lips:

So, what's going on with that video interview on the Internet? Don't sue me you didn't mean to! ”

“……”

An Yarong's delicate body couldn't help but tremble, she bit her lower lip hard, and a resentful look appeared on her beautiful face:

"Chen, you know better than anyone what kind of woman I am, I don't want to deny the matter between us to the media, because I would rather be wronged than deny the fact that we have been intimate. Shao Chen, I love you, I would rather be with you at the risk of being ruined and scolded as a third party by my fans......"

As she spoke, An Yarong suddenly lifted her collar with her right hand, and a large area of beautiful skin from her neck to her chest was instantly revealed.

After a few days, the intricate kiss marks had turned blue-black, contrasting with the snow-white and delicate skin around them.

Chu Shaochen looked at this scene, his tall body tensed silently, and heavy lines were tangled on his cold face.

"Chu Shaochen, these are all the love/marks you left on me that night, you asked me more than once, your enthusiasm told me, you still love me."

Anya Rong said pitifully, and opened her arms to wrap her arms around Chu Shaochen's waist.

Chu Shaochen's powerful big hand suddenly covered her slender shoulders and pushed her away with a heavy hand.

"Boom!"

Anya Rong's soft delicate body crashed into her car.

She looked at Chu Shaochen, who was still cold, in astonishment, and her consciousness was blank because of excessive shock.

"There was something wrong with the wine that day, otherwise I wouldn't have been drunk and unconscious after just two drinks." Chu Shaochen indifferently took a step back, recalling the events of that night, he saw An Yarong's gaze becoming more and more cold and sharp:

"I pity you to stay with you, you have drugged in wine, which shows that you want more than just me to accompany you. An Yarong, I didn't know anything that night, I don't know if I did anything to you, even if I did, I should call Miss for free! ”

Coldly abandoning these words, Chu Shaochen walked across the street without looking back.

An Yarong leaned on the cold body, looking at Chu Shaochen's indifferent back in a trance, unable to recover for a long time.

In the past, she always thought that Chu Shaochen was a plaything in the palm of her hand, and she could be at her mercy and play/play, but now, he seems to have disliked her from the bottom of his heart.

What went wrong?

She An Yarong is still the same An Yarong as before, who is so kind and pitiful in front of him, but he doesn't seem to eat her anymore......

"Aunt An, I'm your fan, I like you, do you have a neck injury? Does it hurt? ”

A childish voice like a silver bell sounded in her ears, and a little girl with a ponytail stood in front of An Yarong with a schoolbag on her back.

An Yarong glanced at the little girl disdainfully, but didn't reply, she straightened her collar and turned around and got into the car.

Anyaron drove directly to the hotel.

"Click!"

She pushed open the door and walked into the room, Xiao Ziye was already sitting on the sofa.

"Sister Rong Rong, I rushed over as soon as I received your text message......

Xiao Ziye stood up, his long body only used a wide bath towel, because he had just taken a bath, his black hair had not yet dried completely, as if he had just baked oil, and it looked even more black as ink.

"Well, this time the table is not bad." An Yarong threw her chanel handbag on the sofa, she raised her right hand and pinched Xiao Ziye's handsome face with a little youthful aura:

"What are you doing in a daze?"

"Oh...... Good. ”

Xiao Ziye was slightly stunned, and leaned over to hug An Yarong's petite body horizontally.

After a while, Anya Rong's white body lay on the bed softly, and Xiao Ziye obediently and flatteringly kissed her arms and shoulders, gently flattering her.

"Midnight, you are the only one in the world."

An Yarong squinted a pair of affectionate eyes, and her hands caressed the boy's strong chest:

"Don't be so troublesome this time, be more direct."

"Hmm!"

Xiao Ziye nodded obediently and took out the security measure under the pillow