Along the way, Shen Shen drove very steadily.

The car was parked outside Jiang Jianing's apartment complex, and the fog lights in front of the car illuminated an area ahead.

The rain hasn't stopped, and it's dripping.

"Wait a minute." Shen Shen took an umbrella from the back row and handed it to her.

Jiang Jianing took it and thanked him before getting out of the car.

Shen Shen didn't drive away immediately.

The window glass was halfway down, the man lit a cigarette and bit it, took out his phone to reply to a friend's message, glanced out the window, and spat out a smoke ring.

In the middle of the night, the street lights are dim, the ground is foggy, and the back of the woman holding the umbrella is slender, and it is gradually moving away.

The other side.

Ruan Qingqiu and Ye Zhilan sat in the back seat together, and her nervous hands didn't know where to put them.

Yip asked her, "Miss Ruan is returning to China now, does she plan to settle down for a long time?"

Ruan Qingqiu: "Well, yes."

"What do you do now?"

"I...... I haven't found it yet." When Ruan Qingqiu replied, his voice gradually became lower, "I'll work part-time at a high-end restaurant first."

"Waiter?"

"No, it's not," Ruan Qingqiu said hurriedly, "It's playing the piano."

Before Nguyen Thanh Thu went abroad to get married, she officially signed a musician at the Grand Theater.

"Has your husband also returned to China? Does he agree that you just came out and showed your face? Aren't you a stay-at-home wife?"

As soon as Ye Zhilan's question came out, Ruan Qingqiu's face gradually turned pale.

Xue Rin'an: "Mom, you're talking too much."

There was silence in the car for a while, and then I arrived at a high-end community first.

Ruan Qingqiu got out of the car and said to Ye Zhilan respectfully, "Goodbye aunt."

Ye Zhilan ignored it.

The car started, Ye Zhilan looked at the woman who was still standing at the door from the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but say, "Rin An, you also have to know how to avoid suspicion, arrange her in a high-end apartment under your name, and it will be bad for your reputation when the time comes."

"Only temporarily."

Ye Zhilan flipped through the circle of friends and saw that Jiang Jianing had already sent those photos, so she was full of praise: "Jianing has the face of a good wife and mother, whoever marries is blessed, I took her today, and several sisters are scrambling to introduce the object."

Xue Rin'an snorted coldly.

That's a deceitful face.

sent Ye Zhilan back to the Xue family's mansion, but Xue Rinan didn't get out of the car.

Ye Zhilan: "It's a bad day today, so you can rest in the mansion for the night."

"Something."

The man simply and clearly threw down two words, and the vehicle had disappeared into the rain.

Xue Rin'an is the first time to come to Jiang Jianing's apartment.

He parked the car in the parking space, turned on his mobile phone and flipped through Jiang Jianing's circle of friends.

After the last photo of the ski resort, she posted another circle of friends 47 minutes ago.

There is no text, only a nine-square grid photo with pictures.

Sitting, walking, or standing.

Every frame feels like stepping out of a painting.

Her makeup is rich, but in the photo, it is just right, one more point is gaudy, and one point less is dull.

Xue Rin'an suddenly remembered in his mind that Jiang Jianing looked back at the moment when he was smoking by the half-open window in the bathroom, his white fingers supported his cheeks, and the wisps of smoke on the slender cigarette butts floated over with the long locks of hair on her sideburns, as if scratching the tip of his heart, a little itchy.

His tongue was a little irritable, he pulled his neckline, took his phone and got out of the car.

He didn't hold an umbrella, and the slanting wind and drizzle cast a mist over his black coat.

When there was a knock on the door, Jiang Jianing had just removed her makeup.

She usually wears heavy makeup in informal settings.

Tonight's heavy makeup cheongsam made her feel like she was wearing a mask.

Jiang Jianing glanced at the surveillance before opening the door and froze.

She thought it was Su Jiashu.

"Open the door."

The man's voice came through the heavy door panel.

Jiang Jianing pursed her lower lip and opened the door.

The man was standing outside the door.

The warm yellow light of the voice-activated lights in the corridor cast a layer of light and shadow on his body.

The man stepped in.

Jiang Jianing closed the door.

There was water in his hair, and visually, a tall figure filled the small space of the hallway.

Her makeup was removed, her small face was plain, the cheongsam on her body had not had time to take off, and she stepped on a pair of ordinary flat-bottomed slippers on her feet.

The man simply glanced around at the small one-man apartment.

You can see the bottom at a glance.

In the living room, on the huge bay window, there is a huge stuffed teddy bear.

Sofa, coffee table, semi-open kitchenette.

And...... A pair of men's slippers in large shoe sizes next to the floor mat next to the sofa.

The man turned around again, one arm at her side.

The hot breath resonates with the same frequency as the heartbeat, and the air is formed into an invisible vortex because of the abruptness of the space.

"Alone?"

The man's voice was hoarse, carrying the drizzle and heavy dew outside.

Jiang Jianing's back was attached to the door panel, and his black and white eyes stared at the man who was slowly approaching without blinking.

She moved her lips, "I ......."

"I'll answer when I'm ready." The man trapped the person between the entryway cabinets.

Jiang Jianing licked her lips.

Xue Rin arrived suddenly, and she didn't have time to take away the traces of Su Jiashu's residence in this room.

"The ......"

The following words were forced to be swallowed.

The act of her licking her lips is too suggestive.

Jiang Jianing's body seemed to be nailed to the door panel, and he couldn't bear to hide the fire all night, and vented it in this long and wanton kiss.

The man's hair was moist and stained with some rain, and his cheeks were cold, and when he pressed against her, she couldn't help but retreat and shrink irrevocably.

The hem of the cheongsam skirt was lifted, and the pair of straight and white legs were held by the man's big palms from top to bottom, shackled to his waist, and carried the person into the room.

And all the sparks stopped at the second when Jiang Jianing was pressed on the bed......

The shrill cries of the screaming chickens burst through the throat.

"Gah—"

Xue Rin'an frowned at the sudden high-decibel noise, stopped, and took out the yellow bird from under Jiang Jianing.

Jiang Jianing smiled wryly, hurriedly withdrew from the man's arms, tidied up the cheongsam, and covered his legs.

She was no more grateful than ever for the incomprehensible cheongsam buckle.

"This...... It can also make other noises to relieve stress, such as beating it."

Jiang Jianing punched the chicken's head.

The screaming chicken let out a different scream than the one just now.

Xue Rin'an: "......"

She jumped down from the bed, opened the drawer and took out an aunt's towel from it, and didn't shy away from Xue Rin'an, "I'll go to the bathroom."

The woman was pointing at him.

How could he not know?

Xue Rin'an looked at the closed bathroom door with dark eyes, opened his palm and closed his eyes.

He didn't really plan to ......

Can't stop a little out of control.

The second he saw the men's slippers that didn't belong to her.

Xue Rinan sat up and threw the bird in his hand into the trash in disgust.

Her room was small, but full.

There are two large plush toys on the bed, one on the left and one on the right, and a clothes pole in front of the window, on which hangs a set of black lace women's underwear.