"Han Xiao, stop fighting. It's not worth it."

With Yu Mingxi's gentle words falling, the panic and wailing in the room suddenly stopped.

No matter how Zhuang nixuan tried to persuade and stop, or how Fang Liang screamed for mercy, Han Xiao refused to stop because of Yu Mingxi's words.

Han Xiao slowly turned back, his face stiff, stared at Yu Mingxi, his eyes full of thick pain, and said astringently, "what do you say is not worth it?"

At this moment, this sentence is not worth having more than one meaning, but no matter which one, it will make Han Xiao feel miserable.

But he didn't look away. His eyes were still stubbornly nailed to Yu Mingxi like nails, waiting for her explanation.

Yu Mingxi raised her eyelids slightly and pulled out a heartless smile from the corners of her mouth - she could still smile at this moment. The smile seemed to hide a hint of irony.

"Let's go, Han Xiao," she said again, with more than one meaning.

Han Xiao didn't wait for her explanation this time. He just got rid of Fang Liang, who was beaten black and blue by him. He quickly walked to the bedside, bent over, and tied Yu Ming Xilian with her quilt into his arms.

"Let's go home." Han Xiao said in a deep voice, like confirming something, making a guarantee, and more like emphasizing something to himself. He said again, "Mingxi, let's go home."

Yu Mingxi tilted her head slightly and didn't look at Han Xiao. The latter didn't look down at her again, so she didn't see the tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

Tears quietly seeped into the thick quilt that separated the two of them.

Han Xiao leaves the hotel room with Yu Mingxi in her arms. Zhuang nixuan hurriedly keeps up. She doesn't speak all the way and keeps silent. She just presses the elevator first.

Han Xiao thanked him in a flat voice.

"Brother Han..." Zhuang nixuan opened her mouth and stopped talking. Finally, she didn't say anything, but walked into the elevator with them and continued to help press the button on the first floor.

Yu Mingxi then opened his tired eyelids and looked in the direction of Zhuang nixuan. The corners of his lips pursed slightly, without concealing the irony in his words, "you're with her again."

"Yu Mingxi." Han Xiao sank, as if warning her not to talk nonsense and think nonsense as in the past. Only this time there was a strong anger in his tone.

"Angry so soon?" Yu Mingxi raised his face in Han Xiao's arms and continued to sneer. "Are you thinking in your heart, why should I still talk to you with this attitude? I have misbehaved myself. What qualifications do I have to say you? Han Xiao, that's what you think, right? Right? That's what you think, you..."

"I told you to be careful and stay away from him. Why don't you listen to me?" Han Xiao said angrily, and his firm eyebrows and eyes were covered with frost. "If not -"

"If it wasn't something?" Yu Mingxi Wu took over his pause. "Do you want to say that if I hadn't been determined, self righteous and didn't listen to advice, this embarrassing thing wouldn't happen now, and it wouldn't have nothing to do with your face and shame you. Am I right?"

Han Xiao suddenly lowered his eyes, with endless sharp hostility in his eyes, both heartache, remorse, guilt and sadness, anger and blame. He seemed so angry that the edges and corners of the whole face were trembling. He blurted out and scolded, "why did you do something wrong, but you didn't regret at all, but you were criticizing others? Put unnecessary charges on others?"

Yu Mingxi was stunned. His eyes, which were always clear and flawless, were covered with ash. Suddenly, he smiled and replied, "yes, I was wrong."

The object in Han Xiao's chest was shocked violently and made speechless sour uncontrollably. Then he closed his arms and held Yu Mingxi more firmly. He said in a fixed voice, "no matter what happened, we can't quarrel any more. We'll live well and nothing will change."

Yu Mingxi opened her eyes and looked carefully at Han Xiao's face. She only felt that she had never looked so carefully at such a close distance for so long, as if she didn't believe anything and wanted to remember something.

She saw the determination on Han Xiao's face and the pain in his eyes.

Han Xiao noticed that her extremely focused eyes fell on his face, slowly lowered his head, kissed her forehead, slowed down his tight voice and said, "don't think much, sleep for a while, and you'll be home soon."

Yu Mingxi turned his head and slightly avoided Han Xiao's kiss, but he answered skillfully, "OK."

Zhuang nixuan followed them all the time. Finally, she helped Han Xiao open the door and asked him to take Yu Mingxi into the car.

Han Xiao thanked him politely.

Zhuang nixuan's eyes were still full of pity, but he didn't open his mouth to stop him from thanking himself. He just watched him drive away in silence.



When Han Xiao took Yu Mingxi back to the villa in Fengwan Bay, it was more than two o'clock in the morning.

Aunt Zhang was just woken up by Han Tianyi. She was coaxing the child. When she heard the news, she immediately put Han Tianyi back into the crib and hurried out of the villa to meet people. At first glance, she found that Han Xiao's face was wrong, while Yu Mingxi's face was completely buried in the strange quilt. She could not see anyone's face or hear a voice. She seemed to be asleep.

Aunt Zhang didn't dare to talk. Seeing that Han Xiao didn't give orders, she didn't go upstairs to serve.

Han Xiao took Yu Mingxi and the quilt from the hotel room to the car, and then took it back to the master bedroom upstairs of the villa. His arm was a little stiff and his action was not very natural. Before he completely put the person back to bed, he almost fell the person. He accidentally pulled the quilt, revealing Yu Mingxi's naked shoulder and a dazzling red mark on her right shoulder.

Han Xiao used to leave traces on Yu Mingxi. He liked to do it on her neck and didn't print it on her shoulder. Because her shoulder socket was a little sensitive and ticklish, she would shrink and shake every time she touched it with a little force.

Yu Mingxi, who was still a little dizzy, woke up with a start and opened his eyes. He happened to see the towering hatred and pain pouring out of Han Xiao's eyes.

Yu Mingxi's heart kept calming down, tried to open her dry lips, and made a weak voice, "Han Xiao..."

But before she finished her words, Han Xiao's eyes full of red fog suddenly closed, directly bowed his head and blocked her lips. With great strength, he almost frantically tore open the quilt wrapped around her, and then tore her clothes.

Yu Mingxi looked at the whole process with her eyes closed. She looked as if Han Xiao was trapped in a magic barrier. She felt how stiff and trembling the ten fingers that touched her body.

Han Xiao's lips were always so hot that her heart beat faster, but at this time, she felt that when the lips rubbed her, the temperature was strange and cold, which dyed her whole body cold, as if she had been thrown into cold water.

Yu Mingxi tightened her teeth and suddenly saved enough strength to bump Han Xiao into the end of the bed.

Han Xiao straightened his body, gasped in a deep voice, and Yu Mingxi's eyes tightened.

"Why do you feel dirty and force yourself to touch me?" Yu Mingxi shrinks to the head of the bed, pulls the quilt again, covers himself, drinks loudly and stops Han Xiao who wants to be close to her. "Stay away from me."

Han Xiao didn't move forward, but he didn't get out of bed. He stubbornly stared at Yu Mingxi and explained coldly, "I don't think so, you don't..."

"Then why did you force yourself to close your eyes and not look at me?" Yu Mingxi's voice coldly interrupted Han Xiao. "Don't deceive yourself anymore. You obviously care, but you have to force yourself not to care. Your body is resisting, and your body's response is the most honest."

"I didn't." Han Xiao stubbornly denied it.

"Whether you admit it or not, it's a fact. I can see it and feel it." Yu Mingxi said, wrapping the quilt tighter and laughing sarcastically, "and you're too anxious to wash me first? Or do you have any special hobby, Han Dao, and like to eat leftovers from others?"

"Shut up!" Han Xiao stared at Yu Mingxi angrily. His chest fluctuated violently, hung on his knee and clenched into a fist. He seemed to be trying to restrain his anger. His nerves were stretched straight, and he was like a taut bow.

"Don't talk nonsense." Han Xiao lowered his voice, stretched out his arm, and firmly wrapped Yu Mingxi in his arms. "Mingxi, I don't allow you to insult yourself like this."

"I'm just stating the facts." Yu Mingxi's tone is no longer as clear as before, and the coldness is shocking.

"Let's not mention it again." Han Xiao almost begged with a dry voice.

"Why don't you mention it? Doesn't it mean it doesn't exist?" Yu Mingxi burst out laughing, and tears came out. "Director Han, do you like being a shrinking turtle so much?"

Han Xiao frowned. He really didn't understand why Yu Mingxi didn't care so much after that happened.

He didn't answer Yu Mingxi's ridicule, but hugged Yu Mingxi with greater strength, trying to prove his intention.

But Yu Mingxi pushed him, refused him, and stimulated his most sensitive nerve at this time with worse words.

"Enough!" Han Xiao finally pushed to the verge of collapse and shouted like an order, "I told you to stop talking! Don't mention it again, you can't mention it again!"

Yu Mingxi looked at him indifferently and calmly mocked, "director Han, you are so sad. You deceive yourself and others. You have to force others to deceive you with you..."

"Enough! I said enough!" Han Xiaozhen shouted angrily. He grabbed Yu Mingxi's shoulder with both hands and bruised it. "I'm painful and I care, but things have happened. What do you want me to do?"

Yu Mingxi tried his best to keep his uncontrollable mood, and whispered, "you have many choices. The best choice for you is --"

"There is no choice you want!" Han Xiao was furious and stopped Yu Mingxi. "I would never make such a choice!"