Until she returned to Song Yuan, Ruan Shiyan was thinking about what Xiao Xing said to her.

Before the suspect was brought back, there was no progress in the case, and her doubts still could not be solved.

Ruan Shiyan sighed, with a sad face, and walked towards the villa with a sad face.

But before he could take a few steps, the light in front of him was blocked, and there was a pair of long straight legs in his sight.

She paused, looked up, and sure enough, she saw the familiar face of Hades.

Ruan Shiyan was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly stepped in front of Song Zehan, opening her arms to hug his sturdy waist.

Then he raised the corners of his mouth at him with his head tilted and smiled sweetly.

Although there are still many unsolved doubts and many things that cannot be determined, at least she can be sure that the man in front of her is her legal husband, and he is a very good person to her.

For an average night, that's more than enough.

"I'm so hungry, let's go eat."

Song Zehan's breathing stagnated, and the corners of his slightly tense lips unconsciously rose slightly with her.

Apparently pleased by her initiative.

He looked at the delicate little face in front of him, decisively pinched her chin, and kissed her lips like a dragonfly.

As long as she takes the initiative, he wants to eat first and then dessert more than dinner.

But seeing that she was not in high spirits when she came back, and she was hungry, she suppressed everything in her heart, patted her little head, and took her hand to the restaurant.

This time, in order not to always sit on Song Zehan's lap when eating, Ruan Shiyan chose to drag the chair to his side, so close that he almost had to be next to his chair.

This makes it easy for someone to feed around on a whim.

Mother Zhang saw from a distance that the two young couples had regained their previous intimacy, patted their chests, and smiled with relief from their long-lost aunt.

After eating, Song Zehan went to the study to continue to deal with the work, and Ruan Shiyan returned to the previous room according to the habits of the past few days.

It wasn't until she had taken a shower and was ready to go to bed that she realized that she shouldn't sleep in this room anymore.

But...... Did this room really once belong to her?

If not, what about the letter she had accidentally found earlier?

"No! It's so late, I can't think about it anymore. ”

Ruan Shiyan patted her cheek and slipped out of the room decisively.

As soon as I walked to the door of the master bedroom, I found that half of the door was open.

The man, knowing that she might have returned to the wrong room, did not look for her, but left half a door for her to find out for herself.

But how could she have the feeling that she was about to fall into the net?

Ruan Shiyan shook her head twice, put those strange thoughts behind her for the time being, and walked in with firm steps.

Song Zehan leaned against the head of the bed, looking at the tablet in front of him expressionlessly, not knowing what he was looking at.

Forget it, it's okay, it's better for her to sneak up on the bed than to welcome him with great fanfare, otherwise it will be too embarrassing.

Ruan Shiyan gently closed the door and walked lightly to the other side of the bed.

But as soon as he lifted the quilt and lay down, a strong arm crossed his waist.

In the next second, she was taken by the man and fell into that hot embrace.

Ruan Shiyan's body temperature was a little low, alternating between hot and cold, and she couldn't help but shiver when she was hot.

This man...... Were you really looking at the tablet just now?

She was skeptical.

"You...... What were you doing? In this case, she didn't dare to ask directly.

But she didn't know what to say, but it didn't mean that Song Zehan wouldn't understand her careful thoughts.

He chuckled and picked up the tablet again, passing his two arms through her sides, adjusting the tablet in his hand to an angle that he and Ruan Shiyan could see at the same time.

Then he didn't even give the slightest reaction, and his white and slender fingers flipped through the screen again.

If it weren't for the fact that this posture was too intimate, Ruan Shiyan would almost have to believe in his seriousness.