With a lazy arc at the corner of his lips, Shen Haolie got out of the car, spread his hand in front of Xia Yan, and bowed slightly, "Come home with me." ”

Xia Yan looked up at him, tears in his eyes......

The cold fingers were placed on his broad palm, and Xia Yan hooked the corners of his mouth bleakly, "...... Thank you. ”

The darkness of the night suddenly shone with a fiery red light......

Xia Yan subconsciously looked left and right, and his back couldn't help but stiffen.

When I turned my head suddenly, I saw that the bedroom window on the second floor of the villa was full of fire and smoke......

Xia Yan broke free of Shen Haolie's hand with a frightened face, "Cold, cold......"

Shen Haolie stepped forward to hook her waist and hugged her into the car, "Don't worry, he'll be fine!" ”

Xia Yan kept looking back, tears raining down......

The car told to drive to the suburbs.

Stop in front of the large iron gate of a villa with a very spectacular appearance.

After the driver honked the horn twice, the locked iron door slowly opened-

After Shen Haolie got out of the car, he walked around and stretched out his hand to Xia Yan.

Xia Yan in the carriage sniffed and helped Shen Haolie's hand get off the car.

Shen Haolie hugged her into the room, and a man in black greeted her and bowed, "Sir." ”

Shen Haolie instructed lightly, "Let Mu Si clean up the room and prepare clean clothes." ”

"Yes."

After entering the house, Shen Haolie noticed a distinct five-finger mark on Xia Yan's right cheek through the bright incandescent light.

There was still a faint blood stain on the corner of his lips.

A face was as pale as a white cloth.

Shen Haolie was immediately annoyed, if he knew that Yi Beihan would do such a poisonous thing to her, he would definitely not make the scene so ambiguous......

"Xia Yan, don't cry. Go upstairs and take a hot shower. I'll go get you the ointment. Shen Haolie hugged her upstairs.

At this time, a woman with blond hair and black eyes and a beautiful appearance walked out of the bathroom, and when she saw them, she bent down, "Sir, madam, the hot water is ready." ”

Hearing this, Xia Yan, who had been hanging his head absentmindedly, raised his head, looked at the woman in front of him with a classical Chinese beautiful face, and was stunned, "...... Mousse. ”

Mousse was her personal servant when she was in the United States, a mixed-race woman of Chinese and American descent.

Mu Si smiled, "Madam, it's me." Noticing the bruises on her cheeks, he asked distressedly, "Madam, what's wrong with your face?" ”

Xia Yan's fingers touched his swollen and sore cheeks, and lightly hooked the corners of his mouth, "...... I'm fine. Then he walked towards the bathroom.

Shen Haolie glanced at Mu Si and motioned for her to wait for Xia Yan to bathe.

Mu Si understood, nodded at Shen Haolie, turned around and followed Xia Yan into the bathroom.

Soaking his body into the bathtub, Xia Yan whimpered hysterically again.

Mu Si knew about her triangular relationship with Yi Beihan and Shen Haolie, so it was inconvenient to interject at this time, so she just gently wiped her back with Yuhua.

Xia Yan sat in the water with his knees crossed, buried his head in his lap, and cried profusely.

She suddenly felt very dazed and helpless......

She couldn't figure out how Yi Beihan could slap her ruthlessly after saying a series of love words to her?

What the hell does this temperamental man want to do?

She is a little unpredictable, one second she said that I will love you for a lifetime, take care of you for a lifetime, and the man who swears to her, why will he suddenly look like a different person in the next second?

She didn't understand, she didn't understand, she couldn't figure it out......

But this entanglement, Xia Yan soon had an answer.

That's the 'kiss marks' you see in the mirror when you take a bath and get dressed.