Who do you think it is!

  Next, Han Qiyang no longer talked about divorce with Shen Xuan, but instead kept talking about their childhood, when they started getting engaged, and when she started becoming famous...

  Two people chatted and laughed together.

  Shen Xuan was sent back to the Pei residence by Han Qiyang in the dead of night, she had drunk a lot and was almost drunk.

  The car drove to the entrance of Pei's house, and Han Qiyang asked the driver to hand over the key to the security guard. He and the driver took a taxi back to Heba, and then went to drive their own car.

  Xun entered the Wutong Garden, step by step slowly walking along the stone path through the flower corridor, and up the small stone stairs. She stood for a while, every pavilion in the Pei residence had an attic, but no guest rooms, all the guest rooms were in the Liushui Garden, like a hotel.

  Under the soft glow of the garden lamp, she gazed at the house where she had lived for more than three years. Although its exterior was a traditional Chinese pavilion, inside it was no different from a small villa.

  The first floor is the living room, dining room and kitchen. The second floor is the bedroom and hall. The third floor is a study, and there's also a small room that serves as a nursery, although she and Pei Jin Cheng don't need it, but that's just how the house is laid out.

  My head is a bit dizzy, I pushed the door and entered the house. The first floor has a marble floor. I didn't wear high heels today, my sneakers stepped on the floor without making any loud noise.

  This house, even if she closes her eyes, can still walk back upstairs.

  She let out a hiccup and had just stepped onto the wooden stairs when she suddenly heard a chilly voice behind her, "You still know how to come back!"

  Xun suddenly came to life and turned around, looking in the direction where the sound was coming from. That should be the living room, the sofa in the living room.

  "Pei Jin Cheng?"

  With a "ding", the lights in the hall turned on, and she rubbed her eyes, looking at Pei Jin's handsome face which seemed to be frozen in a cold and stiff expression, staring at her unblinkingly.

  It sent shivers down her spine, as if he was going to kill her at any moment.

  Instinctively retreating a step back, she didn't want to be bullied by him again.

  Pei Jin Cheng watched her leave, his anger growing even more intense inside.

  At night, Xiaoying said she had something to do outside and he didn't care. He was happy that she wasn't home for dinner, so it was quiet.

  Later when going upstairs, it was found that except for her mobile phone, she didn't bring anything else with her.

  The wallet and credit cards are all in the bag.

  He asked Xiao Ying where she had gone.

  Xiao Ying said she didn't know.

  She's quite something, barely able to get out of bed, and yet she can go out without even telling anyone, really acting like the mistress of this courtyard!

  Xiao Ying said she just wore a sportswear out, short-sleeved T-shirt and mid-pants, plus a pair of sneakers, her hair was casually tied behind her head. He didn't believe that this ghostly appearance was going to see clients. Besides, today the company was his turn to go, there were some social events, he knew it best.

  Dressed so casually and went out, unexpectedly didn't return home until ten o'clock.

  Xiao Ying said she had called dozens of times, but no one answered, probably because they were busy.

  Everyone in this family thinks she's busy all the time, even when she goes out wearing a tracksuit, everyone thinks she's busy, but he wants to see if the mistress will come back today.

  She rushed home in a daze, and when he called her, she actually responded with a question, "Pei Jin Cheng?"

  "Who else could it be?" These few words almost came out of his teeth, as if to say that apart from him, there wouldn't be any other man here. She couldn't even hear his voice!

  "I... I thought you were asleep." Shen Xuan spoke with a slight stutter, looking at Pei Jin Cheng, her head tilted lazily to one side, and when she shrugged, her shoulder touched her ear, her hair fluttering over her shoulder, and as she smiled with raised eyebrows, she looked innocent to the point of being pitiful.