Gu Chaohan didn't come back early, and he didn't get home until eight o'clock.

Su Yan followed behind him, and the two walked in one after another, always maintaining a distance, detached and indifferent, without the slightest intimacy.

The atmosphere during the meal was good, except for Su Yan, who still didn't talk much as before, everything else was as usual.

After dinner, Huo Jingting played chess with Gu Yuanshan in the living room, and Gu Chaohan sat in the living room for a long time before going upstairs.

Upstairs, the door to his bedroom was not closed, and he paused as he reached the door, looking through the open gap.

Su Yan was sitting at the head of the bed, holding a drawing book in his hand, lowering his head and not knowing what he was drawing.

Gu Chaohan stood outside the door without making a sound, and only pushed open the door and walked in after a while.

He deliberately lightened his pace, and Su Yan was trapped in his emotions and didn't notice it, still concentrating on painting.

Gu Chaohan walked to the side of the bed, lowered his eyes and looked over, his gaze fixed on the painting in her hand.

On the drawing board, there is the outline of a man's facial features.

His originally calm face instantly brewed a storm.

"Who are you drawing?" Gu Chaohan suddenly spoke, and his voice was like a thunderbolt, straight above her head.

Su Yan's thin body trembled violently, and he hurriedly put away the drawing board, wanting to hide things behind him, but he was a step too late.

Her reaction speed can not be compared to the best special forces in a unit.

Gu Chaohan stretched out his long arm and snatched the drawing board in her hand.

Su Yan's brushwork style is not mature, but she paints very seriously, and she puts her heart and soul into every stroke.

Because of this, he instantly saw who she was drawing.

The calm in Gu Chaohan's eyes was swallowed up by the darkness little by little, and he pulled out the drawing paper and squeezed it into a ball vigorously.

Su Yan saw the crumpled drawing paper in his hand, and immediately got up from the bed and asked in a cold voice, "Gu Chaohan, what are you doing?" ”

Her starry eyes were bloodshot with anger, like an enraged little beast, and she pounced on him, "You give me back the painting." ”

Gu Chaohan sneered, tore the paper in his hand into pieces, and then raised his hand and threw it in her face.

Su Yan's pupils were sluggish, and the white scraps of paper were like her heart, which could never be recovered.

She looked at him with a hatred that was too strong to ignore, "Do you think this will make me forget about him?" ”

"At least I'm out of sight and out of mind." The man had a cold face, "Let me tell you, even if time goes back and those things can be repeated, I will still shoot Shen Chizheng with one shot!" ”

The last sentence was the most irritating for her.

She thought about the scene of his shooting that day, and felt like falling into an ice cave, and even her hands and feet were cold and numb.

Su Yan pinched his shoulders hard, but his slender body trembled with sadness and anger.

He's a devil.

ruined her life's happiness and took the life of the man she loved.

The old hatred and old hatred came up together, Su Yan looked at the cold and heartless face in front of him, suddenly raised his hand and twitched it on his face.

Gu Chaohan reacted very quickly and grabbed her wrist, pushed her away with his backhand, and then slapped her up.

With a "snap", she couldn't withstand his strength and was knocked over on the bed.

Her long, jet-black hair spread out beneath her, obscuring almost all the expression on her face.

Gu Chaohan's face tightened, "Su Yan, are you so cheap?" ”