The woman's clear eyes rippled slightly, and then disappeared.

She should have gotten used to it.

Isn't it?

This man was not clear with Ye Li from the beginning, and the kisses became more and more frequent after that. She already knew that there was feelings between the two people, didn't she?

But at this moment, why was she still feeling so uncomfortable in her heart.

It was like someone took a hammer and hit her heart hard, hard and hard.

Shu Yan's fingertips unconsciously clenched his palm and pinched out a pink crescent moon.

"Xiao Ming, don't worry about his affairs from now on."

Shu Yan handed the phone to Yan Ming indifferently, and then whispered: "I will handle it myself, understand?"

She will handle the matter with Su Yi well.

Even if it is the end, it must come to an end before it is over.

Shu Yan felt unhappy and her head began to throb. She lay down on the bed with a pale face, preparing to close her eyes and rest, but she didn't show any of it on her face.

Yan Xici could tell that Shu Yan was unhappy. He glanced at Yan Ming and felt that this man was more or less intentional, but he was happy to see the results.

As long as Shu Yan and Su Yi were separated, it wouldn't be a bad idea for him to help Yan Ming.

The two of them have evil intentions and are waiting for Shu Yan and Su Yi to divorce. Shu Yan's disappointment in Su Yi is like building blocks that have been piled to the highest point. As long as they are pressed together gently, they can be fully resolved. collapsed.

When Shu Yan woke up again, it was already three o'clock in the morning. After she woke up, she heard a strange breathing sound, which was a bit rapid and trembling.

She subconsciously wanted to turn her head, but her head suddenly hurt. She came back to her senses and remembered that she was still a disabled patient.

She supported her waist, endured the pain, slowly sat up, and looked at the source of the sound.

The bed cover was at the foot of the bed, and Yan Ming was lying on the table, his forehead covered with cold sweat, his handsome face pale, revealing extreme frailty, his lips trembling slightly, as if he had dreamed of something terrible.

Shu Yan pursed her lips, moved her legs downward, approached Yan Ming, and reached out to pat Yan Ming's shoulder.

"Xiao Ming, wake up, Xiao Ming."

Her strength gradually increased.

Yan Ming seemed to feel her strength and suddenly opened his eyes. A pair of sharp eyes filled with hatred were exposed in front of Shu Yan without any warning.

This look reminded Shu Yan of the previous time when Yan Ming also had a nightmare, but he hugged himself and cried, which led to Su Yi's misunderstanding.

Now looking at Yan Ming's eyes again, she realized that the eyes she saw before were not her imagination.

Yan Ming really had something hidden in his heart.

He has hatred.

Shu Yan patted Yan Ming's shoulder and said, "It's okay."

After these four words, Yan Ming's eyes suddenly shrank and fell on Shu Yan's face. This face, this face... seemed to tear this face into pieces.

The killing intent that Yan Ming had suppressed during the day, and even the killing intent that he had subconsciously restrained, suddenly burst out at this moment, catalyzed by the nightmare.

Yan Ming stared at Shu Yan with murderous intent, as if he had the kind of deep hatred, cruelty and hatred.

Shu Yan's heart was pounding, and his face turned pale in an instant.

She almost felt that Yan Ming wanted to kill her.

"Xiao, Xiao Ming, are you okay?"