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"However, Xia Lan, you better not be too proud. My sincere feelings for you have been squandered by a heartless woman like you. Right now, I do not have any love for you at all. All I have is hatred and revenge. " Xiao Yan's tone was cold, without any heat.

"No is best." Xia Lan forced herself to sound emotionless, trying her best to sound emotionless.

If it was in the past, she would have thought that Xiao Yan wouldn't look for her father.

If it really provoked him, he really could do anything.

Xia Lan thought for less than two minutes and still decided to keep her appointment.

However, throughout the journey, Xia Lan's mood was extremely perturbed, because she did not know what Xiao Yan was planning to do.

Besides, it was at the hotel.

Di Hao Hotel, Di Hao Hotel again.

On the night of her birthday four years ago, she had received a message from Xiao Yan on her phone, which was why she had come to Di Hao Hotel.

Standing in front of Di Hao Hotel's room 6108, Xia Lan's emotions were extremely complicated. The door was open, yet at the same time, it was open.

As it had been four years ago, she didn't even know how she felt when she walked into the hotel.

What she did not know was that from the moment she entered the hotel, her legs were trembling.

After taking a few deep breaths, Xia Lan finally mustered up the courage to quietly push open the door.

As he stepped into the room, he noticed that the heavy curtains were tightly drawn, but the lights in the room were on, so he did not see Xiao Yan, nor did he see anyone in the bedroom.

Suddenly, a sound came out from the bathroom door. Xia Lan turned her head and saw Xiao Yan walking out from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his body.

His hair was still dripping, and drops of water ran down his cheeks to his chest. They also dripped from his chest onto the towel at his waist, forming a puddle.

In just four years, he had managed to make a man as gentle as jade become like this.

"He's here. Go take a bath." When Xiao Yan saw her, his face was filled with mockery, and the curve of his lips was also full of ridicule.

"What bath?" Xia Lan asked.

Xiao Yan scoffed, "Xia Lan, are you really stupid, or are you just pretending to be stupid?"

Seeing that she was still confused, Xiao Yan said: "Are you playing dumb with me? Don't you understand these things? It's impossible for your potential customer to not have taught you the rules. "

Xia Lan's eyes instantly became moist. This was not the Xiao Yan she knew, although she had already long since sat down and built her heart for herself, but when the facts were placed in front of her, she was still unable to accept such a sudden change.

"Do you have any other business with me?" Xia Lan asked with a cold expression.

"Why would I look for you? It's just a matter between husband and wife." Xiao Yan said as he walked step by step until he was right in front of her. He lifted her chin with one hand and smelt it with his body: "Un! "It's also very fragrant not to wash."

Xia Lan rolled over on the bed, while struggling to get up, but was firmly held down by Xiao Yan, unable to move at all.

Xia Lan glared at the man that turned out to be a stranger to her, a cold warning in her beautiful peach blossom eyes.

Her chest was moving up and down from the intense fluctuations. She clenched her teeth and asked: "Xiao Yan, what the hell do you want?

Don't make me hate you.

"What do I want? "You are my wife and I am your husband. It is only natural for me to fuck you." Xiao Yan looked at the woman below him with contempt, and lost his usual affection.

Xia Lan fiercely closed his eyes, and in the end, they still reached this stage.

Ever since Xiao Yan took out his marriage certificate last time, she had looked up a lot of information on the internet. The data indicates that the registration of a marriage is to be made by hand.

Xiao Yan laughed, laughing extremely arrogantly: "Are you talking about signature, or fingerprints?"

"Count them all in." Xia Lan said.

"Find a random item in your room that you've used before. There are fingerprints on them all. I'll find someone to copy them out." As for the handwriting, I don't need to remind you. You should know what's going on. " Xiao Yan said the last part of his sentence with a self-deprecating smile.

Xia Lan was dumbstruck. Seems like those two marriage certificates must be real.

He could find someone to copy the fingerprints, so he didn't need to copy the handwriting.

Since he had taught her to write, he knew her handwriting. He would imitate her handwriting.

Her last hope failed her. She thought that it was only Xiao Yan's method to keep her, but it didn't seem like it.

He had actually registered a marriage with her when she might suddenly die.

Everything was off track.

"Xiao Yan, let's get divorced." When Xia Lan said this, she closed her eyes and started crying.

She didn't dare look at his face.

Xiao Yan stared at the woman beneath him without blinking, his eyes were red, as though blood was flowing out of them. What kind of woman did he love?

Ruthless!

She was truly heartless!

Filled with hatred, Xiao Yan reached out his hand to tear off her shirt. Startled, Xia Lan immediately opened his eyes as he looked at the man in front of her who seemed to have gone crazy.

That's right, Xiao Yan had gone crazy! When he first found out about the possibility that she had passed away, he forced himself to marry her, but in the end, he waited four years for his to say divorce!

How could he not hate her?

Did she think that it would be that simple to log in?

Her buttons were too tight to be undone. Xiao Yan pulled on her buttons ferociously, causing Xia Lan to struggle free with punches and kicks.

However, a woman's strength could not be compared with a man who had gone all out.

Just as the row of buttons on her chest was ripped apart by Xiao Yan, and her eyes watched his big hands land on his chest while his other hand assaulted her pants, Xia Lan's tears flowed even more violently.

In a moment of desperation, Xia Lan shouted: "Xiao Yan, let me go, let me go, I'm dirty, don't touch me."

"You are very dirty, I know!" Xiao Yan did not plan to let her go.

"No, no, no. I had a child, I had a child for another man, I'm not worthy for you to touch." Xia Lan's mind was a complete blank. She only knew that saying this might cause him to stop.