She turned her gun at him.

"You—Don't push me"

An Nian half-knelt on the bed and kept retreating, because of the tear just now, her hair was messy and scattered on her fair neck, and the bruised kiss marks at her collarbone were very obvious, her face was full of tears, and she looked flustered.

"Don't push me," An Nian screamed twice, and the pistol was pointed at the phone board with a "thump" sound.

In the deafening sound, An Nian held his hair with both hands, and a painful whimper came out of his mouth.

I don't know how long it took, the surroundings were quiet again, and when she looked up again, she was the only one left in the room, and Huo Junyuan didn't know when she had left.

The bedroom was a mess, and she feebly threw away her pistol and sat down on the bed, tears still on her face.

The speeding car plunged straight into the heart of the night like a sharp dagger.

Huo Junyuan's expression was cold, his fingers were gripping the steering wheel tightly, and the green tendons on the back of his hands jumped up, not so much that he was angry, but more annoyed with himself.

Annoyed at this moment, he was still reluctant to force her.

No, he didn't have to.

"I'll be there in half an hour."

Huo Junyuan's eyes were cold, he hit the steering wheel at the intersection, the car stopped at the door of an independent villa, the lights of the villa lit up suddenly, and then he got out of the car, the door of the villa had been opened, and Zhao Ruomei was standing at the door wearing cotton pajamas at home, with spring water in her eyebrows.

Half an hour ago, she was going to sleep, and when she received a call from Huo Junyuan, she thought she had misheard it at first, and she was sure that he was coming over, and her whole person was about to fly into the sky.

I thought that when An Nian came back this time, it would be more difficult for her to get close to him, but she didn't expect to push him back, so she immediately prepared and just waited for him to come to the door.

"Did you have dinner?" Zhao Ruomei smiled skillfully, welcomed Huo Junyuan into the door, and saw the flashing shots in the night, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became stronger, "I made soup, is it okay to drink a bowl?"

Huo Junyuan grabbed Huang Ruomei's wrist, pulled the person into his arms, and stared at her: "You like me"

Zhao Ruomei's face suddenly turned red, and she let out a shy "um", her arms wrapped around Huo Junyuan's neck, and her voice was soft and shy, extremely charming: "I am willing to be by your side all the time." ”

Huo Junyuan's eyes were deep, and with a backhand push, he pressed the person on the sofa, and looked at the person below him fixedly.

Bi An Nian is well-behaved and obedient than An Nian, and it seems to be more beautiful than An Nian.

Seeing Huo Junyuan's lips slowly pressed, Zhao Ruomei closed her eyes happily, from today onwards, Huo Junyuan is hers.

Once she becomes Mrs. Huo, she will never allow any woman to seduce her husband.

But for a second, two seconds, she suddenly felt that the weight on her body was light, and she suddenly opened her eyes, Huo Junyuan was standing next to her, looking at her with complicated eyes.

"What's wrong? Am I doing something wrong? Zhao Ruomei blushed and bit her lip, and reached out to pull Huo Junyuan's arm, but he avoided it, and with a "pop" in her heart, her eyes were full of tears, "The head of the family"

Huo Junyuan's eyes were cold, and he turned indifferently: "I'm leaving." ”

He opened the door and left, the wind blew in through the crack in the door, Zhao Ruomei's few strands of hair were blown up, her eyes gradually became fierce, Zhao Ruomei's teeth bit blood on her red lips: "An Nian, I will never lose to you"

The next morning, all major media and newspapers published the headline that Huo Junyuan visited Zhao Ruomei's boudoir at night, and the fragrant headline was accompanied by a photo of Huo Junyuan's half of his face, which caused an uproar for a while.

"Huo Junyuan is blind," Song Linlin crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it to the ground angrily, her irritable appearance did not have the noble appearance under the camera at all.

The paper ball rolled to An Nian's feet, she bent down to pick it up, slowly flattened it, and when she saw the photo, her heart suddenly hurt, as if she had been pricked by a needle.

After he left last night, he went to find Zhao Ruomei.

The uncomfortable feeling rose in her heart, but the long-term training had made her angry, and she even smiled at Song Linlin: "Jealous? ”

"Jealous? I? Song Linlin nodded the tip of her nose and said angrily, "Aren't you the one who should be jealous?" You are Huo Jun's veritable wife, how can you allow such a woman to climb on top of your head and be powerful! ”

An Nian smiled lowly, is it worthy of the name? In her opinion, it is just a matter of existence in name.

Hasn't he been like this for the two years since she left?

Seeing that An Nian was not interested and didn't want to continue this topic, Song Linlin also shifted her attention with interest: "The crew said that they would see the finished cheongsam on the 10th of next month, fifty pieces, is it too late?"

An Nian flipped through the work schedule on the table, pondered for a moment, lowered his head and calculated for a while before replying, "No problem." ”

"Then it'll be fine." Song Linlin put on oversized sunglasses, covered most of her face with a mask, picked up her bag and left, "Call anytime if you have something." ”

An Nian waved her hand, sat on the sofa, looked at the newspaper on the table, the camera was very close, Huo Junyuan's side face was as cold and angular as ever, and her heart ached faintly.

She took a deep breath and got up and sat down at the workbench, forcing herself to devote herself to her work, the pen in her hand outlining graceful lines.

At the beginning, An Nian wanted to distract herself from thinking about these messy things, but then her mind opened, and her inspiration kept coming, and the whole person fell into the beautiful cheongsam, not knowing that it was close to noon.

Huo Junyuan bought the entire shopping mall, and today he wants to sign a contract, in fact, such a thing can be done by sending a supervisor, but he came.

And came to the floor where Zimo's studio is located.

Through the huge glass wall, Huo Junyuan saw An Nian, who was different from anything before, she pressed the manuscript paper in one hand and held a pencil in the other, sometimes frowning and sometimes happy, the whole person was like a fresh and vivid sunflower, golden and so bright that people couldn't take their eyes off.

And he had never found her like this before.

An Nianhua put in it, a strand of hair hung down, falling on her cheek and blocking her vision, she raised her hand and lifted it, her gaze moved up, and she took two steps back in fright, when did Huo Junyuan come in, why didn't she hear a sound

"Am I scary" Huo Jun sat on the workbench from afar, picked up the manuscript paper on the table and flipped through it, he was very surprised, in just two years, An Nian was reborn

An Nian pursed her lips and looked at the man one step away: "What's the matter?" ”。

"I came to see my wife, must there be something?"

Huo Junyuan propped his hands on the workbench, and the male pressure came to his face, making An Nian feel a little difficult to breathe.

His hot, burning breath puffed on her face, ruffling the sensitive nerves on her skin, and a flush spread from her earlobe to her cheek.

An Nian looked away embarrassedly: "You weren't like this before." ”

Not so sharp, not so domineering.

"I've always been like this." Huo Junyuan suddenly smiled, revealing two rows of neat teeth, and the entire studio lit up, but his voice was unwarm, "It's just different for you." ”

But you don't cherish it.

An Nian was flustered, his fingers were propped up on the workbench, his eyes didn't know where to put it, and his eyes suddenly fell on the newspaper on the coffee table.

"Let go of me" She pushed Huo Junyuan away, took two steps back and straightened her clothes, "New love and old love, Mr. Huo is at ease." ”

Huo Junyuan also saw the newspaper, his slender fingers picked up the newspaper and swept it, and handed it to An Nian: "Mrs. Huo doesn't have anything to say?"

The two looked at each other, separated by a thin sheet of newspaper.

He looked at her, and as long as she had a clear attitude, he would still be as good to her as before.

She also looked at him, there were too many missed and misunderstandings between him and her, and there was no way back to the past.

"I don't like to interfere in other people's affairs." An Nian pushed away the newspaper and walked to the desktop to sort out the manuscript paper, "I'm going to start working." ”

Huo Junyuan's faint hope was extinguished, and his voice became colder: "I hope your manuscript can satisfy me." ”

"I will do my best."

Huo Junyuan pushed the door away, An Nian slowly raised his head, the pencil in his hand fell on the table, and a shallow ink mark was drawn on the white manuscript paper.

"What do you think I should say," she smiled wryly, took a deep breath, and picked up her pencil to start drawing again.

Zhao Ruomei stood behind a huge fortune tree, looking at An Nian who was immersed in drawing with jealousy, and her eyes burned with a thick unwillingness.

An Zhao has been away for so long, Huo Junyuan has not been able to accept her, not to mention that now the living person has returned, and Huo Junyuan's reaction yesterday has proved her guess.

"If you want to blame it, you shouldn't have come back." She pinched her palm.

Ordered takeout at noon, went to Si Minghan to look at Zimo, turned back and continued to work on the desk in the afternoon, until it was getting late, she rubbed her sore neck and straightened her waist, but when she saw the manuscript on the table, she let out a long breath.

"It's half past six"

She glanced at the time, hurriedly packed up her things and prepared to leave work, she had to go to Si Minghan to pick up Zimo first, so late, the child must have made a fuss.

An Nian took the elevator in the mall directly to the underground parking lot, and was just about to open the car door, when someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder behind her back, she turned around, and suddenly saw a bloody face.

"Ahh

"Ding Dong Ding Dong"

The mobile phone on the ground rang all the time and no one answered, and An Zhi lay on the bed with a pale face.

Huo Junyuan stood at the window, looking at the dark night, his face was very ugly, he didn't come back yet, was he with Si Minghan

He irritated loose tie and threw his phone on the bed.

"Ding Dong Ding Dong"

The mobile phone vibrated brightly, An Nian's mobile phone number flickered non-stop, Huo Junyuan grabbed the mobile phone, realizing his eagerness, his face was cold again, his fingers slowly opened the answer button, and said indifferently: "I haven't come back yet"

"May I ask who you are from An Nian?"

Huo Junyuan frowned: "Where is she?" ”

"The Second People's Hospital of City A."

When Huo Junyuan rushed to the hospital, An Nian hadn't woken up yet, his weak body was lying in the quilt, thin as if it didn't exist, and his pale cheeks and pillows of the same color were almost integrated.

He walked over with a blue face, pulled out a chair and sat down, and quietly looked at her cheeks, two years have made the woman who only knew that he existed a lot more mellow and persistent, but she still frowned when she fell asleep, and she didn't know what unpleasant she dreamed of.

An Nian did dream, dreaming that Huo Junyuan walked in front of her with a woman's arm, she was stuck in a dark and cold swamp, crying desperately and shouting, he turned around and said indifferently: "Don't chase, you can't catch up." ”

"Huo Junyuan" She grabbed the sheets with both hands and sat up suddenly, her big eyes were full of panic, her smooth forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat at this time, and her thin body trembled slightly.

The dream was so real that she hadn't been able to come back to her senses at this point, and her panicked heart seemed to jump out of her mouth.

"Wake up."

The indifferent voice drilled into An Nian's ears, her body trembled, she slowly turned her head, and bumped into Huo Junyuan's indifferent eyes, she couldn't help but think of the scene in the dream, and her eyes were unconsciously sad.

But soon, An Nian realized that his state was wrong, and coughed lightly: "I had a nightmare." ”