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"Oh, looks like you're already planning your own escape route?"

He raised his eyebrows, and the arm around her tightened involuntarily. His happy face seemed to be able to hear the cracking sound of his bones. Her throat tightened and she did not explain herself. She only lowered her eyes and did not speak.

"Don't worry."

He laughed lightly and pushed her away. Without hiding from her, he cleaned her up in front of her, the playful smile still on his face. He opened his mouth and leisurely said, "You won't even have a child if you want to, because I won't touch you unless I wear a set."

He stood up and threw the tissue to her. "Satisfied?"

Huaiyan grabbed the messy T-shirt in front of her chest. This was her original intention, but when he said this, he felt it was cruel. He just stubbornly nodded, "That's good."

His smile faded as he snorted coldly and went to the driver's seat. The sound of the engine revving broke the deadlock, and he slowly tidied up his clothes. He felt as if everything had deviated from its original trajectory, just like how she had felt in her heart.

It was as if she had thought she would be free after six months, and had never thought she would marry him.

When he had gotten married, he had made up his mind to get a divorce. How could he know that he would eventually have feelings that he shouldn't have?

It was hard to predict what would happen before the time came.

On the way back to the villa, he stopped the car and got off without a word to her.

In the spacious bedroom, they each went to a bathroom. Separated by a wall, it was like a wide river that they would never be able to cross.

Was he suddenly angry because she had no intention of refusing to implement security measures?

She stood up and dried her body. She changed into a comfortable housedress and walked out of the bathroom, her head lowered as she wiped her wet hair. As she walked forward, she was surprised to find that she almost ran into a wall.

He wasn't wearing a shirt, and water droplets fell off his shoulders, covering his jet black hair. He looked down at her, a cold smile on his face as he said, "Xu Huayan, you've really disappointed me."

She was stunned, unable to understand why he would suddenly say such a thing.

"What's the date today?" He continued to interrogate coldly.

A thought went through her mind but she was still in a daze. "20th July, what's wrong?"

His gaze grew more intense as he suddenly reached out to press her shoulders, his lips pursed into a straight line. "Heh, looks like you really don't respect me, your husband, at all!"

He suddenly released her and forced her to stagger back a few steps. However, he had already angrily opened the wardrobe, grabbed his clothes and threw them on the bed without saying a word.

After thinking about it carefully, she felt that this day was very ordinary, so what sort of mental state did he have?

"What's going on? "What day is it today?"

she asked cautiously, drawing close to him.

He silently dressed himself, then used a soft towel to wipe his hair a little. He did not even look at her as he walked past her towards the bedroom door …

"Hey, Shen Canghao, what do you think? "If you don't tell me, how would I know why you're so angry?"

Huaiyan was also a bit angry. She wasn't a deity? How did she know where she was offending him again?

He paused for a moment with the door lock in his hand, snorted through his nose, and continued on his way.

However, at this moment, the phone in her bedroom rang. She ignored him and went over to answer the call. "Hello."

"Little Yan, is Hao back yet?"

The old man's voice sounded a little tired.

"Grandfather, Shen, Hao is back. Do you want to talk to him?"

"Hehe, it's good that you're back. Today is his 26th birthday, but the two of you will be separated once you get married. Grandfather won't go meddle in this. You should get along well!"

"Grandpa …"

She was stunned for a moment and wanted to ask more, but Old Master Shen had already hung up the phone in a flurry.

Twenty-sixth birthday? Today...

When she received the marriage certificate, she remembered that she did not even glance at it.

When she went downstairs to chase him, she saw that he had already walked to the car. He didn't have time to change his shoes and directly put on his slippers to chase her, but he had already started the car. He didn't care that she frantically chased after him, so he immediately turned the car around and headed out of the villa …

"Hey, Shen Canghao …"

She called out with a face full of joy, but he had completely disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if he had never been there before …

She stopped after a few steps and turned back to her bedroom. She found her phone and dialed his number.

After a long while, she almost thought that he wouldn't answer her. However, his cold voice sounded again, "What is it?"

"Erm, grandpa called just now."

Huaiyan held her breath and spoke softly.

"Oh, I know." He said lightly, "If there's nothing else, I'll be hanging up."

"Don't, Hao. Happy Birthday."

Her words were forced out of her mouth without thinking.

The people on either end of the line fell silent. The only sound was the hiss and rattle of the receiver.

"Got it."

He was still as cold as ever, but his tone seemed to have relaxed a bit. Following that, the phone was cut off as he happily listened to the ear-piercing beeping sounds. Deep within his chest, he heaved a long sigh of relief …

Heavens, why did she call him Ah Hao along with the old man!

When her mind calmed down, a thought suddenly popped up in her mind. She immediately ran down the stairs and pulled Sister Qin out from the kitchen. She said with a smile, "Sister Qin, you rest tonight. I need to use the kitchen!"

"Young Mistress, you can just instruct me on what to do?"

Sister Qin looked at her with a confused expression as she said.

"Sister Qin, I have to do this myself!"

She smiled mischievously at her with sparkling eyes, then shut the kitchen door tightly …