"Son of a bitch!"

Shu Yan gritted his teeth and cursed loudly, thinking that he was going to ask Lin Shiheng next, but he was afraid that Lin Shiheng would irritate him, so if he didn't plan to say anything, he would lose his wife and lose his troops.

No, please wait, wait and ask again.

Shu Yan hid in the bathroom, gritting his teeth, pouring cold water on his red lips to reduce the swelling, and cursing Su Yi, you bastard.

I thought about it for five minutes.

Su Yi, who was waiting outside, knew that Shu Yan would hide, but he didn't expect that this woman would hide for so long, and immediately felt helpless.

Instead of urging her, he walked up to Wen Zhao and shouted loudly.

"Secretary Wen."

With these three words, Shu Yan's eyelids jumped fiercely in the bathroom. He quickly wiped the water droplets on his lips, looked at himself in the mirror, and gritted his teeth even more.

Su Yi, do you want to die?

If you want to die, don't take me with you!

Shu Yan stamped his feet fiercely, turned around and rushed out of the bathroom, walking towards Wen Zhao.

"Secretary Wen."

Shu Yan stepped forward and looked at Su Yi with a fake smile.

Su Yi raised his thick eyebrows and spread his hands, "Okay, wife first, I'll wait for you outside."

"..."

Shu Yan gritted his teeth again.

Wen Zhao watched Su Yi swaggering away, his eyebrows almost twisted into the Chinese character "Sichuan", and the back of his head felt a sharp pain.

I don't know if it was his imagination.

He just seemed to have eaten a ton of dog food!

"Ms. Shu, sir is inside, waiting for you."

Wen Zhao stared at Shu Yan's lips, took a deep breath, and was ready to call an ambulance to get Lin Shiheng.

"Um."

Shu Yan nodded, then knocked on the door and entered.

Lin Shiheng sat at the window, looking outside without looking back.

Shu Yan looked at him and spoke indifferently, straight to the point.

"Mr. Lin, the anniversary celebration is over. Is it time for you to give me the news about Yan Ming?"

Lin Shiheng stared out the window, remained silent for a moment, then turned his wheelchair and turned back.

"Yanyan, you and I..."

Lin Shiheng's eyes suddenly stopped as soon as they landed on Shu Yan's face.

As an adult male, he knew that Shu Yan's radiant face at this moment represented what had just happened.

And the red and swollen lips made him feel an inexplicable anger.

It was like something that belonged to me was taken away in front of me!

Lin Shiheng paused for a long time, lowered his head, and said indifferently, "Yan Ming is already in Nancheng."

After finishing speaking, he turned his wheelchair and turned his back to Shu Yan, "You go out first."

Four words, cold and ruthless, even cold.

When Shu Yan heard this, the corner of her lips curled up. Although she did not agree with Su Yi's nonsense, she was extremely satisfied with Lin Shiheng's reaction at this moment.

Well, it seems that he is very angry, and the day when he will be buried is much closer.

Shu Yan turned around indifferently and walked outside. When he passed by Wen Zhao, he smiled brightly at Wen Zhao. He was honest and arrogant.

"Tell your master that I'm going home."

Wen Zhao heard the sound, nodded dullly, and then watched Shu Yan go away.

At this moment, his mind had not yet realized that Shu Yan was talking about going home, not going back to the Lin family.

Wen Zhao's mind at the moment was not on Shu Yan's return home, but on the movement in the house.

"Why is the room so quiet?"

Wen Zhao opened the door carefully, took a look inside, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Lin Shiheng's back to the door.