Turn off the TV and get up and walk to the bedroom, tossing and turning but a little unable to sleep.

When she saw him come back today, she planned to talk to him about Ye Xiaotian, but she didn't want to disagree with him and turned around and left again.

At this moment, Su Mohan was sitting in a black Bentley downstairs, leaning on the driver's seat and smoking cigarettes one after another, and his eyes always fell on a glimmering window.

It wasn't until after twelve o'clock that the room completely darkened, and he slowly withdrew his gaze.

Su Mohan leaned back on the chair and lowered her eyes, her eyes fell on the dark night, and she couldn't help but think of her expression just now.

I wonder if she will also be heartbroken and hurt when she hears the reason why she married her back?

Thinking of her stunned and hurt gaze at that moment, Su Mohan felt that she was not happy at all.

He thought that when he hurt her with the most vicious words in the world, when he made her suffer a thousand times the same pain he had endured, he would breathe a sigh of relief, and then his heart, scarred by all these years, would be best soothed.

But now?

So what?

When those most vicious words hurt her, they also waved mercilessly at herself, and when she looked at him with a pale face, those wounds in his heart would open again.

Su Mohan sat alone in the car for a long time, and waited until the light in the room was turned off for a long time before he got up and went back upstairs.

Walking all the way back to the room, under the dense wall lamp, looking at the delicate figure on the bed.

Su Mohan stood beside her and stared at her for a long time, picked up the remote control to turn up the temperature of the air conditioner, then picked up one of her arms and carefully put it back into the quilt, and carefully pulled the quilt upwards before stopping.

She didn't sleep well, her brow furrowed all the time, and she wondered if it was because of her recent bad words that she had brought these annoying emotions to her dreams.

Su Mohan gently brushed away a strand of her hair, stared at her sleeping face for a while, and saw a shallow scar on her eyebrow bone, and involuntarily wrinkled his brows.

How did Xiang Tianqi take care of her?

Reaching out and gently stroking the crescent-like scar, Su Mohan's eyes were a little distressed.

I don't know if it's because his fingers are a little cold, Concubine Ye muttered slightly: "Su Mohan... Bastard ......"

Su Mohan withdrew his fingers in some panic, listened to the murmur in her mouth, couldn't help but slightly hook the corners of his lips, and quietly turned around and left the room, not forgetting to close the door.

A person sat in the living room for a while, and unknowingly leaned back on the sofa and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, at more than five o'clock, Concubine Ye got up and planned to go to the toilet, but as soon as she walked out of the room, she saw Su Mohan sleeping lightly on the sofa.

Concubine Ye stared at him a little distracted, walked over lightly, took a blanket, and carefully covered him on his body.

Seeing that he didn't wake up, Concubine Ye was about to turn around, but she saw a silver chain on a black wallet on the coffee table, which looked a little like her necklace at the beginning.

Concubine Ye gently picked up Su Mohan's wallet and took out the silver chain.

A delicate little leaf suddenly appeared in her palm, sparkling in the early morning sun.

Concubine Ye was about to put the wallet back, but at a glance, she saw a popular female star in the photo on the left side of the wallet, and Concubine Ye's little face suddenly became a lot more ugly.