Chapter 965 The Collective Head That Had Been Pinched by the Door

Chapter 965: a collective head that has been pinched by a crack in the door

Company?

Him?

She went to hell.

Xu Yan raised the corner of his mouth and thought it was fake. He smiled and said, "I'm not young anymore. I don't need to accompany you. I'll sleep well on my own."

Xing Xingchen curled his lips. "You're sure."

Xu Yan didn't like his smile very much. It looked like he was gloating, and it looked like he was waiting for her to laugh at him.

Xu Yan nodded. "I'm sure. It's so late today, and I'm not familiar with you here. Even if I told you where my room is, I don't know. I won't go out at night anyway. You can knock on my door after 8: 00 tomorrow morning. Moda, good night."

Xu Yan looked at the door, making it clear that he could leave.

Xing Xingchen raised his eyebrows. "Okay, just think it through."

"By the way, where is the contract you mentioned?" Xu Yan remembered this.

"There are a few contracts on the bedside table. You can choose one of them. If you are worried, you can show it to your friend. She should be better than you." Xing Xingchen said.

"Okay, let me see. It's getting late. I'll give you an answer tomorrow." Xu Yan said, holding the door and driving him away, it was very clear.

Xing Xingchen turned around and did not linger much.

Xu Yan pursed his lips. He was quite straightforward, not sloppy.

She closed the door, thought about it, locked it, and thought about it again. This was their place. Maybe they had a key, so it was useless to lock it.

She lifted the bedside table and held it against the door. Then she lay on the soft pink bed and saw several contracts on the table.

Xing Xingchen put the contract on the table, so he wasn't worried that his family would see that she and he were just getting married by agreement?

Or...

Xu Yan remembered how his family treated her. They should have known that she and Xing Xingchen had an arranged marriage.

So, who is the so-called Dong?

Not who?

Maybe... Xing Xingchen's girlfriend.

Thinking about it this way, she was still a little excited. She had already imagined this kind of drama of fighting a mistress for several times. Anyway, she didn't like Xing Xingchen, but it was nice to think about it when she tore her mistress off.

She took out the agreement and read the first one.

"Lifetime agreement, what the hell?" She flipped through it. The point was that Xing Xingchen gave her two million a year, or even ten years in advance, if she could not file for divorce, only the man could file for it, and the woman could not deny it.

There were a lot of other small treaties, such as what had to come back twice a month, what had to attend the event that the man asked her to attend, which could have the right to suggest and not decide, or else, it would be deducted ten thousand yuan.

"I'll go." Xu Yan felt that this kind of treaty was very compromising.

She looked at the second agreement.

The second agreement was to give her a hundred thousand yuan a month. She was obligated to travel to a wife and could file for divorce three years later, but she had no custody of the child.

"Damn it, pervert? Then why should I give birth to your child? You can't take it away after giving birth. It's not mine. Am I not stupid? I'm sick. I have wool." Xu Yan rejected the second agreement and looked at the third.

The man gave her 20,000 yuan a month. She only needed to fulfill her wife's obligations and not cheat. She followed him home twice a month and did not have to attend social engagements forcefully. After two years, she could file for divorce. If she had a child, she could discuss it again.

"Reconsider? Yimao, your family is so rich, how can I compete with you? The child is the woman's." Xu Yan said and placed the contract on the bedside table.

She took her clothes and went to take a bath.

As she washed, she seemed to hear someone playing the piano.

"Are you sick? Is it their custom for the whole family to have their brains pinched by the door or by the door? Not sleeping in the middle of the night, playing the piano?" Xu Yan said, turning off the tap and blowing her hair.

The piano seemed to have stopped.

She was worried that when she came here, there were people who didn't sleep and played the piano every night.

She had been working all day and was tired from the long journey.

She blew her hair, went to bed, put on her headphones, played soothing music, closed her eyes, and suddenly, Han Ningxi appeared in her mind.

In fact, there are still some uncomfortable feelings in my heart, bitter and depressed.

But this feeling, she had no way to change, nor did she want to put down her dignity to accept, nor did she want to be quiet for the rest of her life in the bad mood of being betrayed.

Perhaps, over time, that uncomfortable, oppressive feeling will disappear.

Love, she couldn't understand, couldn't figure it out, or she wouldn't want it for the rest of her life.

Lying there in a daze, she seemed to be going to sleep.

She turned off the music, but the sound of the piano came in again.

The piano sounded cold and uncomfortable.

She took a look at the time. It was already past twelve o' clock. Was she sick and didn't sleep in the middle of the night?

Aren't there any grandparents in this house? Grandpa and grandma are getting used to singing in the middle of the night?

She plugged in her headphones again, yawned, and fell asleep again. She closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, she could vaguely hear the sound of someone talking to her.

Her brain was heavy and she was too lazy to wake up. She rolled over and went back to sleep.

The next day, she woke up naturally and took out her phone to take a look. It was 7: 45.

Her biological clock. Get up and go to the bathroom.

There are disposable toiletries in the bathroom.

After washing up, she asked the crow for leave before she started to exercise.

First, I rolled my stomach and did 300. I also did abdominal exercises and flat support.

Unknowingly, half an hour passed.

There was a knock on the door.

Xu Yan got up from bed and opened the door. Xing Xingchen stood at the door, looking at her face and eyes, which were calmer than usual, and asked, "What time... Did you wake up?"

"It's 7: 45. After brushing your teeth and washing up, you do some exercise. Are we going to the ancestral temple now? If you go to the ancestral hall, can you go back? I only took one day off. I'd better go back today." Xu Yan said. W

"Hmm..." Xing Xingchen still looked at Xu Yan.

Xu Yan thought his eyes were strange. "Do you have something to tell me?"

"I'll take you to breakfast now. There are some ceremonies at the ancestral temple. My parents mean to let you stay here temporarily before you get married." Xing Xingchen said.

Xu Yan smiled, his smile light and his expression disdainful. "I think I made it very clear that I need my own work because you are going to that temple. What important ceremony do you have? I can take a day or two off, but I have to stay here before I get married. Do I need to work? I'm sorry, I refuse, and I also told your mother that I shouldn't be a very easy person to talk to, but I'm also a reasonable person. Unless she has a reason why I have to stay, I can refuse unreasonable requests. Thank you."