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"Oh …" Qiao Xinran heaved a sigh of relief. Seems like she was overthinking it, he didn't have any other intentions.

However, Han Mo still used his hands to support the wall, surrounding her within his arms, and did not have the intention to leave.

He looked at her from high above. Her delicate skin was exposed from the collar of his clothes. She was exuding a fresh fragrance that lingered at the tip of his nose, making him absent-minded for a moment.

Those nights with her suddenly appeared before his eyes, giving him an indescribable heat. His throat tightened, and he lowered his head to kiss it.

Feeling his breathing getting closer and closer, Qiao Xinran only felt her heart beating rapidly. Not daring to raise her head to look at him, she steeled her heart, bent down, and directly crawled out from under his arm, then ran towards the washroom.

Han Mo leaped into the air, seeing her fleeing in a panic, he was at a loss of whether to laugh or cry, was he so scary in her eyes?

After entering the washroom, he took off his wet jacket and hung it on the dryer. Looking at his hair that was soaked by the snow, he helplessly sighed. He raised his hand and blew the wind.

When she came out of the bathroom, she heard him talking on the phone, in a voice she'd never heard before.

"I'm in a meeting and will be back later. You don't have to wait for me. Eat your meal first."

He didn't need to think to know that he was talking to Shan Shan, but didn't he force her to act? Why was the phone so gentle? Was he still acting for her to see?

However, there was no need for him to act right now, right? He clearly knew that she went to the restroom.

He looked back at the sound of footsteps and said, "Okay, I'll hang up first." Only then did he hang up.

Qiao Xinran did not think too much, she placed his jacket on the sofa and said expressionlessly: "The snow outside is getting lighter, I'll be taking my leave first."

Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped.

"It's time for me to get off work too. Let's go back together."

She was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was actually living with her. She slowly nodded her head.

If he hadn't said so, she would have forgotten that she was his wife and he her husband.

No one would have thought of such an awkward and unfamiliar relationship, right?

Others thought that she had married Han Mo for money, that she had done her best to curry favor with him and flatter him. However, he did not know that she was only a tool he could use to exact vengeance. She was someone he could torture. Other than that, there were no other benefits.

It was truly laughable to think that he was poor to the point of not having any money even though he had just taken a piece of the rich and powerful family's shell.

He didn't meet anyone on his way out of the office. It was past work time, and they seemed to be the only two people left in the building.

On the way back, she took a detour to a small outpatient clinic. Qiao Xinran waited in the car, not knowing what he was going to buy. After getting on the car, she threw her a bag and said expressionlessly, "Remember to wipe the medicine inside when you go back, or else the back of your head will blossom."

After saying that, he started the car and drove towards home.

Stunned, she opened the bag to find a box of ointment. Was he worried about the place she hit him on the head? Why? Why was he so good to her today?

She turned her head to look at him. Her well-defined face and tight brows were still in those amber eyes. All of them made her feel unfamiliar and afraid. Perhaps in the eyes of others, he was a perfect man like a sculpture, but in her eyes, he was even more terrifying than the demons of hell.

Because the devil has a hideous face, and I tell you, I am the devil.

However, he wore the skin of a human, and had the heart of a devil.

A cold wind blew in from outside the window and lifted the hair on his forehead, revealing the small scars underneath.

That was the wound from last time. She didn't expect it to leave a scar.

He stretched out his hand to touch his forehead. There was another spot there too, only it was caused by him rolling down the stairs. It seemed to be in the same position as his.

"Has the wound on your head healed? It would be even uglier if there were scars. " he said suddenly.

Qiao Xinran was shocked by his actions and immediately retracted her gaze. Did he say that she was ugly in the first place?

"You don't need to worry." she said irritably.

She knew that this person's mouth couldn't spew out any ivory. He didn't know how to say any kind of gentle words. Even if he could, it wasn't towards her.

Just a moment ago, he was wondering how Ye Zichen could suddenly treat her well. Now that he thought about it, perhaps he was just afraid that she would embarrass herself outside, so he hurriedly brought her back home.

However, sitting alone in the same car with him seemed to be a second time, right? The last time was when he sent her home, and it was also the day after she hit him.

Is this man masochistic? She had to hit him before he would listen?

Qiao Xinran suddenly thought of this, and almost laughed out loud. It seemed like she shouldn't control her temper in the future. Perhaps he was just bullying the weak and fearing the strong. If she was a little more tough, she might be able to destroy his prestige.

The atmosphere in the car was awkward. There was an unspeakable feeling of depression.

Even if she was in the same carriage as a stranger, Qiao Xinran had never felt so awkward before.

He turned his head and looked out of the window, silently praying that he would get home quickly.

When she finally saw Han's Residence, the worry she had along the way slowly subsided. Without waiting for him to stop the car, she unbuckled her seatbelt and anxiously wanted to get off.

"Sometimes, if you are more obedient, you will suffer less." He suddenly pressed down on her shoulder and inexplicably said.

Qiao Xinran looked at him, not knowing what he meant. Was he trying to make her listen to him obediently? But, wasn't she already obedient enough? What else did he want her to do? Like other women, she took the initiative to throw herself into his arms and beg him?

She couldn't do it.

"Get off!" His face darkened as if he didn't hear the answer that satisfied him.

Qiao Xinran curled her lips, opened the door and got off the car, then without caring about him, she walked straight into the living room.

Mo Shanshan was originally standing at the window waiting for Han Mo to come back, but when she saw the car, she almost shouted out loud in happiness. But unexpectedly, Qiao Xinran got off his car, her expression seemed to be a little strange.

How did the two of them get together? Didn't he say he was in a meeting when he called? Had she been with Qiao Xinran all this time?

He and Qiao Xinran, in the end …

A flash of coldness flashed past her eyes, but she seemed to have long forgotten that Qiao Xinran was Han Mo's wife, and she was just an undistinguished lover.

"Young Mistress, you're back?" When Uncle Chang saw Qiao Xinran, he immediately went forward to welcome him and helped her hang her jacket and shawl. He took good care of her, "I didn't expect it to snow so heavily.