I'm such a villain

Zhao Heng's actions did not make Ye Yu, who had passed down the reincarnation scriptures of his ancestors for who knows how many generations when he was resurrected from the dead, aware of it.

He just felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He thought it was because his wife was touched by someone else.

Although this is just a polite handshake.

But Xue Yan, the person involved, was distracted. Her cold eyes seemed to be immediately filled with a layer of autumn water, and her fair and delicate face was also stained with some unnatural pink.

This sudden feeling made Xue Yan a little stunned, thinking to himself that he was just shaking hands with Zhao Heng in front of him, how could he have such a strange feeling.

It's like I feel resentful that I met you late, and I want to immediately find a secluded place to be honest with each other and ask myself why I feel this way.

Fortunately, Xue Yan still maintained his rationality, and it was also because Zhao Heng did not input much true energy, so the illusion that the former was rising only lasted for a moment, and it seemed like an illusion.

But Xue Yan knew that he had to take a shower and change clothes as soon as he returned.

Holding back the fragility of her body after the torrent of worship, and the discomfort hidden under her clothes, Xue Yan said goodbye.

"Miss Han, Mr. Zhao, let’s leave first."

Xue Yan said:

"There was a banquet in the evening, and I was generous enough to teach you two."

"Easy to talk about."

Zhao Heng kept a calm smile on his face and nodded.

"That.."

"See you that evening."

Facing Zhao Heng's seemingly peaceful eyes, Xue Yan always felt that the other person's eyes could see through something.

So after saying this, in order to avoid Zhao Heng's eyes that could see through his mind, Xue Yan left here directly.

Ye Yu followed closely behind, but now he was full of questions. He really couldn't understand what his wife had just experienced. Although he had just received the inheritance as a medical classic, Xue Yan's sudden state just now was... perceived

"Is her constitution so sensitive?"

Ye Yu followed Xue Yan and thought as he looked at his back.

From the time he came back from the dead to now, Ye Yu has not touched even a hair of his nominal wife. Even if he sleeps at night, for the sake of acting I showed my father-in-law and mother-in-law that even though they lived in the same room, he made the floor on the ground.

"You can go back by yourself, I'll go back and make arrangements first."

Ye Yu was still thinking wildly. After Xue Yan walked to the parking lot, he turned around and said to the former.

Without waiting for Ye Yu's response, he got in the car and started his BMW mini and drove away.

He turned around and disappeared. Ye Yu touched his nose helplessly, and then thought of the acquaintance Zhang Simin he met just now, and felt a little complicated......

"When did you have any dealings with Xue Yan's son-in-law?"

Back at the villa Zhao Heng bought in Shenzhen City, Han Ruomei asked

"I do not have it."

When asked by the boss, Zhang Simin tried hard to recall. She still couldn't remember that she had ever interacted with this person. After confirming several times, she shook her head and replied.

"No?"

Han Ruomei was very confused and didn't think her secretary would lie to her.

But the look in her eyes and the complicated situation at that time were just like Liang Chaowei's acting skills that others often boast about.

Three parts complex, three parts memories, and three parts longing. There is also a feeling of loneliness.

If it were a little girl who is not familiar with the world, she would probably fall under this look.

"Simin, you said before that a classmate passed away. Tell me about your classmate."

Zhao Heng sat down on the sofa and said.

Although he was confused as to why Zhao Heng suddenly paid attention to his deceased classmate, Zhang Simin, as a subordinate, still told some things he knew seriously.

Han who was listening on the side Ruomei glanced at Zhao Heng thoughtfully, feeling that this man would not ask for no reason.

On the other hand, Xue Yan, who returned home, did not even bother to respond to his parents' greetings, and hurried into the bathroom.

The temperature was moderate. The hot water splashed down on the body, and the transparent water droplets slid down from the black hair, passing through the face and collarbone, then climbed over the mountain peaks, stepped across the plains, and dyed the less lush forest with a layer of dew.

"What happened just now! ?"

Enjoying the comfort brought by the shower, Xue Yan was recalling the feeling just now.

Why did she have that strong impulse just now? This is the first time such a situation has happened to her since she grew up. It is very sudden, but it makes her feel happy. Xue Yan has a profound memory.

Even thinking about it now will make him tremble slightly, not to mention how overwhelming the surge just now was.

As the saying goes, the true energy that Zhao Heng left in Xue Yan's body appeared. Cheer up.

Qingming’s eyes began to change. The bathroom was filled with steam, and the hot shower also made Xue Yan’s white and tender skin turn rosy. Unknowingly

, Xue Yan began to recall being raped by her roommate in college. She was forced to watch the plots of several movies about how women can help themselves.

After a long time, Xue Yan woke up with a start.

A moment of fatigue spread all over her body, making her almost unable to stand, and she managed to stand by holding on to the wall.

"How could I do such a thing!"

Xue Yan looked at his right hand in disbelief.