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Yu Xi dragged her heavy body as she walked lightly on the road. The dim night made it difficult for her to see the road ahead, and her mind was a little unfocused. She fiercely pinched her thigh to keep herself awake.

She forced herself to pull herself together and took small steps forward. At this moment, she didn't have the mood to care about her unsettled mood. She just wanted to return to her big bed at home and comfortably lie down to sleep.

Behind them, there was a sudden flash of light, followed by the sound of a car. Yu Xi dragged her body to the side of the road and made a mistake. She lowered her head and continued walking, but the car's horn continued to sound.

Yu Xi frowned and stopped in her tracks. She turned her body to see the car slide to a stop in front of her, and the window was slowly lowered, revealing a gloomy and cold face. He looked at her expressionlessly, his cold eyes stayed on her for a moment, then he looked away.

"Get in." A deep voice resounded in the night.

Yu Xi was stunned for a moment. She was truly unable to understand his heavy emotions. Looking at his expressionless face, his icy cold demeanor still remained a posture that kept others at a distance.

Lowering her eyes slightly, she went around the car and got on the car. She clearly knew that with her current state, it was impossible for her to walk home, and the probability of getting a taxi in the middle of the night was extremely small. Since Yan Chen was here to pick her up, then she had no reason to hold Qiao Qiao.

Without waiting for her to fasten her seat belt, the car was started by Yan Chen, but instead of advancing forward, he fiercely hit the steering wheel. Without waiting for her to fasten her seat belt, Yan Chen started the car, but instead of advancing forward, he fiercely hit the steering wheel.

Seeing that she did not receive any response, Yu Xi took a deep breath and turned her head to look ahead. Forget it, where to go was not important. She was very, very tired right now.

Returning to the garden, without waiting for Yan Chen to stop the car, Yu Xi had already unfastened her safety belt. When they arrived at the villa's entrance, she got off the car first and walked slowly towards the door.

He frowned slightly as he followed her and opened the door of the villa. Yu Xi quickly walked back to her bedroom without a word. Without a second thought, she fell into bed and fell into a deep sleep.

He let out a barely audible sigh as his originally dark face gradually calmed down. He gently walked to the side of the bed, took off Yu Xi's shoes and jacket, and slightly bent down to cover her under the blanket. Then, supporting her on both sides of his body, he looked at her blushing cheeks, which were tightly shut.

Inexplicably, the irritation in his heart gradually disappeared, and so did his anger. However, an indescribable emotion was left behind, gradually fermenting and swelling in his heart. He couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was.

He didn't know why, but he seemed to have paid too much attention to this woman recently. It didn't seem like his style anymore, as a hint of confusion flashed through his deep eyes. He paused for a moment before standing up abruptly, pulling away from Yu Xi.

He concealed the doubt on his face and stopped thinking about this inexplicable emotion. He raised his hand to rub his glabella and muttered with a slight headache. "Yan Chen, you're crazy …" After saying that, he lowered his arm and looked deeply at Yu Xi who was sleeping. He collected his emotions and returned to his usual calm demeanor. He then turned around and left, closing the bedroom door softly behind him.

Because of her drunkenness, this time Yu Xi slept very deeply. When the sun rose the next day, and the sunlight shone into the bedroom, she woke up for a moment and tried to open her eyes, but it was to no avail. She simply ignored it and fell asleep again.

She opened her sleepy eyes and stared blankly in the direction of the window. The sunlight was just right, the room was gentle, and she just held onto the quilt for a while, thinking back to what happened yesterday. She remembered Chen Yan's twisted expression, ridiculing smile, and remembering Yan Chen's gloomy face.

She slowly sat up and looked down at the wounds on her body. Although they were still cyan and purple, they had been carefully treated. Yu Xi was stunned for a moment before a complicated light flashed in her eyes. She looked thoughtfully at the door.

After cleaning herself up, she slowly walked to the door and opened it. The living room outside was completely silent. Only when she walked out did she discover that there was no one there. She cleared her throat and slightly raised her voice, calling out, "Speak softly."

When no one answered her, she whispered, "He probably went to work …"

Yesterday, she was in a very bad state, so she didn't have the mood to ponder over the uncertainty of her mood. After waking up from her stupor, she recalled that Yan Chen had asked her to leave for a while, and then went out to pick her up. After thinking for a while, she was unable to come up with anything.

After returning to the shore, Wang Hui Xin was not home, so she was slightly relieved. If she let Hui Xin see her like this, she would probably pursue this matter to the end unrelenting. She did not want to tell Hui Xin about this, but if she did, it would only increase his annoyance and anger.

She simply made some food, filled her stomach, took care of her stomach, and then went back to the bedroom to lie down for a while.

When the alarm went off, she got up and changed into a suit that covered her wounds. She put on some makeup in front of the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror.

The current her doesn't have the qualifications to shout out 'tired out' in pain. Even if you went through a storm of pain in one second, in the next, you would have no choice but to wipe away the excess tears, withdraw your useless emotions, and continue to display a fake smile as you face what is about to happen.

She smiled faintly at the mirror and turned around. Picking up her small bag, she left straight away. Her back was ramrod straight, just like her stubborn and unyielding soul.