Fu Shihan couldn't guess Su Wanxin's thoughts, and was very irritable.

She tried her best to stay away from him, provoked him, and refused to get close to him, but he couldn't figure out why.

Just as Fu Shihan knew Su Wanxin's preferences well, Su Wanxin did the same to him. So she knows what he hates, and she can always hit the nail on the head, even at the cost of slandering herself with harm.

Fu Shihan clearly felt that she didn't want everything to go back to three years ago. At least, there is no longer any desire to return to him.

Fu Shihan got up and went to the study to smoke a cigarette, and was busy with work for a while. He was absent-minded, and finally couldn't help but turn on the surveillance screen in the master bedroom.

Su Wanxin had already finished taking a shower and was sitting on the bay window looking at the night scene outside.

She was curled up, wearing only one of his white shirts, and her long, straight legs looming. Place your chin on your knees and wrap your hands around yourself. I don't know what I'm thinking, I tilt my head and look out quietly.

Fu Shihan stared at the people in the picture, and his mood improved little by little. Until I saw her sit up straight and light a cigarette with skillful movements.

Su Wanxin didn't know that there was surveillance in the house, she relaxed and released her emotions, enjoying the time alone.

A faint smoke erupted from his mouth, Su Wanxin looked up, then took another breath, and after successfully exhaling a smoke ring, he chuckled.

She finished smoking a cigarette as if she were playing, and then lit another cigarette without pleasure. But before I could take two puffs this time, I heard a strange sound coming from the door.

Fu Shihan said that he didn't want to see her again tonight, Su Wanxin knew that he was angry and would not come to him, so he didn't take precautions and didn't lock the door, but he didn't expect it......

Fu Shihan pushed the door in, catching Su Wan's heart off guard. She looked at him in a daze, and then like a schoolboy who had done something bad and was discovered by her parents, she suddenly came back to her senses and put her hands behind her back in a panic. Then he frowned and gasped with a hiss.

The cigarette burned on my hands. Hurt.

Su Wanxin's expression was a little painful for a moment, but when she saw Fu Shihan coming over, she still stepped back, pretending to be calm and asked him if something was wrong?

"Is there something wrong?" Fu Shi smiled coldly, he bent down and pulled her arm, his eyes gloomy looking at the burns on her left hand. "The house smells of smoke, are you asking me what's wrong?"

He never smoked in the bedroom, and Su Wanxin knew that he had soiled other people's places, so he had to bow his head and admit his mistake. "I'm sorry, I'll clean it up in a moment."

Fu Shihan was speechless by her anger, he frowned at her injured hand, and thought that there was no burn cream at home, so he turned around and went downstairs, and confiscated her cigarettes and lighters before leaving.

He drove to a nearby 24-hour pharmacy, bought scalding cream and bandages, and hurried out to get home.

On the side of the road, next to the red Ferrari stood two scantily clad young women. They noticed Fu Shihan from the moment he appeared, and looked inside the pharmacy from time to time waiting for him to come out. After seeing him push the door and walk out of the pharmacy, one of them stepped forward to block his way.

"Handsome guy, add a micro ......"

"Married, ugly."

Fu Shihan said expressionlessly, he didn't squint and didn't even bother to look at the two of them, he went straight past them and got into the car, without stopping for a moment.

"Hum—"

The car roared, and in the blink of an eye it was speeding away, disappearing into the night, leaving two angry and annoyed young women standing in place, smoked from the exhaust fumes of their cars.