"Since I'm here, I won't leave so easily." Wu Yang grabbed Wen Zhan's hand and opened it one by one. "Whether it's the Jiang Clan or the Wen Clan, I won't retreat."

She could not forget the pain of seeing her sister. She had nightmares for six years, and it was as if she was living in hell every day.

"Wen Zhan, you said that you loved her. She also told you that if there was no relationship between the two of them, just tell her."

Staring at the handsome face in front of him, Wu Yang couldn't tell whether he hated him or regretted meeting him.

She knew very well that her sister had died for her.

It was just like many years ago, when the two of them were clearly dreaming the same dream, Big Sister resolutely gave up that opportunity.

"It doesn't matter if you can't do what you said. I will let you do it. You should have paid back the debt in the past six years."

With that, she shook off Wen Zhan's hand.

Just as he was about to say something, the doorbell suddenly rang, mixed with a pleasant male voice.

"Wu Yang, open the door. Big brother, I'm here for you."

Hearing this voice, Wen Zhan's face darkened and a cold light flashed in his eyes. However, it quickly disappeared. "Looks like you're very busy."

His voice was unclear, but it made it easy for people to know what he meant.

Who would come looking for her at such a late hour?

Wu Yang looked at him provocatively, "What does it have to do with you?"

Wen Zhan's expression was cold as he took two steps back and pulled open the door. His deep and cold eyes were facing the handsome man standing outside the door.

Unlike Wen Zhan, who wore a suit and leather shoes, he wore a simple casual coat. Even so, his handsomeness could not be suppressed.

Especially the pair of peach blossom eyes, which seemed to be kneading into the stars in the sky.

The two men, one standing in the door and the other standing outside, could see that something was wrong in each other's eyes.

"Alright, you, Wu Yang, you actually dare to hide a man behind my back?"

Yan Lang pushed her suitcase into the room without any courtesy.

He directly passed Wen Zhan and didn't even look at him again.

"Luckily, I knew that you came here early and applied for an early exchange. I'm really tired."

With that, he sat down on the sofa and said, "Pour me a glass of water."

His provocation was seen by Wen Zhan, but he only faintly withdrew his gaze.

Without giving Wu Yang a chance to speak, he directly ignored Yan Lang on the sofa. Wen Zhan fought Wu Yang's entire body.

Wu Yang only had time to let out a cry of alarm. Yan Lang's expression turned cold and he was stopped by Wen Zhan's assistant when he caught up.

"Sorry, our husband doesn't like to be disturbed."

Just like that, Wen Zhan carried the struggling Wu Yang over the corner and glanced at Yan Lang with a faint yet provocative gaze.

He never liked to talk much.

Yan Lang watched helplessly as Wu Yang was taken away, but was unable to break through Assistant Wen Zhan's obstruction.

Wu Yang knew how domineering Wen Zhan was. He struggled all the way and was stuffed into his car without any results. He was about to kick Wen Zhan just as he sat in the car and lifted his foot.

Seemingly expecting her to make a move, Wen Zhan grabbed her ankle with incomparable precision and leaned over to him.

"I'm very angry now. Don't do anything to anger me, understand?"

Fire?

What's so hot about him?

The close breathing between the two could be heard, and Wen Zhan's sharp eyes were dark.

After spending so much time with him, Wu Yang could tell that he was really angry.

"Who was that man just now?"

He suppressed the rage and jealousy in his heart.

Was it because of this man that he wanted to leave six years ago?

Thinking of her affection for her, she had always wanted to leave him, even using such a fake death move.

"Did you put in all your effort to escape in front of me because of this man, huh?"

His fingers unconsciously tightened.

Wu Yang gritted his teeth and almost spat into his face, but she still managed to endure it.

"Are you crazy? I told you I'm not Wu Wan!"

"Is that so?" Wen Zhan sneered and stretched out his hand to touch her face gently. However, his voice caused people to feel a chill all over their bodies. "My woman, just try it."

Wu Yang's heart skipped a beat.

She looked at Wen Zhan vigilantly, but before she could speak, the car stopped.

Subconsciously looking out the window, Wu Yang's eyes suddenly opened and his heart tightened fiercely.

It was actually the house where the two of them had lived together before.

Although her facial expression was well controlled, she still hadn't escaped Wen Zhan's eyes.

He jumped out of the car and pulled Wu Yang out of the car. He walked into the room and threw her onto the bed before bullying her.

"Wen Zhan!"

Wu Yang only had time to let out a furious shout before her lips were sealed, and a familiar smell filled the wings of her nose.

He was like a greedy lion, breathing heavily and eagerly, but he was filled with an indispensable sense of care.

The difference between the two of them over the past six years was magnified by this kiss.

This was the first thing Wen Zhan wanted to do when he saw Wu Yang.

"You ruthless woman, do you want me dead? Hmm?" He left panting and leaned against Wu Yang's forehead to look into her eyes.

"Let me see that scene. Do you know how I spent the past six years?"

In these six years, as long as he closed his eyes, he would see her jump in front of him. He wanted to save her countless times.

He had experienced such a nightmare, such a terrible scene that he couldn't bear to live, for six years.

Wu Yang clenched his teeth, ashamed that his body still had feelings for him.

She didn't open her face and remain silent.

Wen Zhan's heart grew even angrier. He grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him, "Speak!"

"Wen Zhan, you bastard, don't you love Wu Wan very much? Or just this face?"

Wen Zhan was thoroughly enraged by her stubborn appearance.

"Good, very good."

Wen Zhan stood up and pulled open his clothes. He irresistibly tore open Wu Yang's clothes.

The moment his body touched the air, Wu Yang sucked in a breath of cold air.

Wen Zhan had already leaned over and pressed his fingers against her neck. His fingers moved across her familiar body and accurately pressed on the mark he had seen countless times.

"I've kissed this mole on your shoulder countless times."

"The birthmark on your waist will turn red when you are excited."

"When you're in love, your lips are slightly raised, your eyes are slightly narrowed, and your teeth are gently gritted …"

"And here, here …"

Every time he touched a place, he would kiss her, and a hot aura would spray on her body.

When his voice entered Wu Yang's ears, his body couldn't help but tremble.

She gritted her teeth and roared, "Stop talking!"

Wen Zhan didn't listen and gasped heavily, "You are mine, for the rest of your life. Even if you stand there and don't speak, I know it's you."

How could he not recognize the person in his heart?

With that, he pinched her earlobes with his fingers.

Wu Yang's body suddenly softened.