The man standing at the door had a cigarette in the corner of his mouth as he hugged two women. If it wasn't Shen Canghao, who else could it be?

Huaiyan could only feel her vital energy and blood rushing up as she grabbed her bag and stood up, "Jingzhen, I'll leave first. You guys play."

She didn't wait for Wen Jing to speak and just walked out of the private room with her head lowered. If she didn't leave, that damnable man would think she couldn't let him go and still want to pester him!

"Where's Miss Xu in such a hurry to go!?"

Shen Canghao puffed at the woman beside him like a scoundrel, yet his eyes were narrowed as he charged past her with a strange look and said.

Huaiyan did not stop her steps. She did not say anything as she directly pulled on the handrail of the private room, intending to open the door, but a pair of hands swept over from both sides of her and pressed on the door, wrapping her body in the middle. The strong smell of smoke from his body immediately swept over, causing her to involuntarily hold her breath and forcefully pull the door open …

"Does Miss Xu not want to see me, or is she afraid of seeing me?" He held the cigarette between his fingers, and the smoke caught in her eyes, making her eyes water.

She still didn't say anything, only clenching her teeth and forcing the door open.

"Oh …" "Looks like Miss Xu really hates me."

He lifted the finger that was holding the cigarette to his mouth and used the force of his right hand to firmly push the door. No matter how hard she tried, she could not pull it at all.

"It's just that I'm a person with a bad temper. The more others stick to me, the more I hate them. The more they hate me, the more I want them to like me and to not get into my bed …"

He spoke in a low voice and lowered his voice to the last sentence.

"Shameless!" Shen Canghao was caught off guard, but at the same time, he was hit on the left side of his waist. He painfully retracted his hand that he had pressed on the door, and quickly opened the door before running out in large strides …

After a long while, Shen Canghao finally straightened his body, the corners of his lips slightly raised as he looked towards the corridor, which was quickly devoid of people. Heh, he hadn't thought that this woman would actually be someone who was' soft on the outside but tough on the inside 'and' ruthless' on the inside!

"Young Master Shen, are you alright?" Qi Zhen wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, it took him a long while before he managed to hold back his laughter and ask.

Shen Canghao gently waved his hand and suddenly turned to look at Qi Zhen, "Call her immediately and seal off the apartment you lent her."

"Seal it off?" Zhong Zhen was a bit confused, but Wen Jing stood up angrily. She strode to Shen Canghao's front and pointed at him, shouting, "Hey, Master Shen, what do you want to do to Yan'er? You told me to ask her out and then pissed her off, are you sick? "

"Miss Wen Jing is truly wrongly accusing me … "You saw it too, I went to stop her, and she even beat me up. She was cruel and merciless to me, a would-be husband, why is it that no one thinks I'm pitiful?"

Shen Canghao pursed his lips and spread his hands in a wronged manner.

"You … "I don't care. In short, if you continue bullying Yan'er, I'll find you to settle the score. If you want to live in peace, I, Wen Jing, will have plenty of time to come to your house to drink tea every day!"

Wen Jing held her waist like a shrew. Her charming face was full of threat.

"Tsk tsk …" Fortunately, my family's Yan'er is not as bold as you are, otherwise I would rather hold the hen and worship her than have her! " He stretched out his index finger and shook it in front of Wen Jing, as if he was extremely thankful.

"Tsk, if our Yan'Er was half as strong as me, would she have been bullied by you into saying nothing? Are we just going to swallow everything in silence?"

Wen Jing glared at him disdainfully. "If I hadn't gone to find Old Master Shen, that silly girl would still be secretly enduring everything that you've bestowed her!"

"You went to find your grandfather?" Shen Canghao restrained his smile as the word "Chuan" appeared between his brows.

"If it wasn't me, who else would it be? In this world, who other than me, Wen Jing, is truly nice to Yan'er? Do you think that with Yan'Er's temper, she would have pulled her face down and come to your house to cause trouble? "She would rather die from grievance than seek revenge from your family …"

However, Shen Canghao immediately turned around and dashed out of the private box. When he reached the door, he turned back and ordered, "Yanzhen, call them and ask them to temporarily seal Xu Huayan's apartment tonight. I'll be there now."

"Hey hey, you can just go straight into her apartment and find her? Why is it so troublesome? "

Shen Canghao turned around and left a sentence behind him, "Do you think that her bad temper will open the door for me?"

She got out of the car and walked slowly towards the apartment. Her mind was in a mess and she had a headache. The person who drove her off without holding back was him, and the person who came to talk to her in a bad mood was him again.

He really wouldn't give up until he pissed her off.

He went up to the second floor, took out his key, and prepared to open the door …

Strange? Huaiyan lowered her head and carefully inserted the key into the light. What was going on?

How could her key not open her own door?

She stepped back and looked at the floor. It was the second floor. How strange!

He tried a few more times before he finally stopped. He looked at the pitch-black door with a puzzled expression. How could there be such a strange matter? When he went to work in the morning, he was still fine. Why wasn't he home when he came home at night?

She kicked off her high-heeled shoes and held them in her hands, jumping down one by one like she did when she was young. The moonlight outside was just right, as big as a silver plate …

The world was vast, but in such a vast world, there was no complete home for her.

Shen Canghao's black car was hidden in the shadow of the moon. He opened the window a crack and quietly observed the slowly approaching figure, from a small shadow to a slim, real woman.

It was as if he had never paid attention to her thoughts. Since he was young, he had always been surrounded by sweet talk, false flattery, and the love of countless women. He had never known that there were women who did not love him.