C892 What Am I Angry about
C892 What Am I Angry about
She took small steps to the bedside and Shang Yinrann deliberately threw herself on him.
She timidly looked up at him and blinked her innocent big eyes, creating a very watery effect.
Finally, Yan Lihan restrained his phoenix eyes and looked at her.
"Rise. "
A cold and emotionless voice sounded.
"Lihan, are you still angry?"
Yan Lihan sneered and raised his eyebrows. "What am I angry about?"
If that was the case, then he was still angry.
"Don't be angry, it's my fault. I shouldn't have said those things, and I shouldn't have answered the phone. "
"Heh!" Yan Lihan sneered in a low voice. He grabbed her wrists with both hands and removed her hands from his neck.
Shang Yinrann was pushed away by Yan Lihan and fell onto the bed.
He slowly took the book and lowered his eyes to continue reading.
Yan Lihan looked at the hill beside him and the corner of his mouth unconsciously rose.
This woman was stupid.
"Go back to your tatami and sleep. "
Shang Yinrann grabbed the blanket with both hands, as if she would never give in.
"I will sleep here!"
Yan Lihan furrowed his brows and snorted in a low voice. "Up to you. "
He reached out his hand and turned off the bedside lamp.
The entire bedroom instantly turned dark.
The two of them were lying side by side, breathing in and out.
Shang Yinrann moved a bit and laid sideways, her arms resting under her head. She looked at him.
Gradually the sleepiness hit her. Shang Yinrann moved in a daze and her feet accidentally touched Yan Lihan's legs.
How did all this happen?
Shang Yinrann did not know. She only knew that there was a force dragging her. By the time she reacted, she had already fallen into Yan Lihan's hands.
……
After work, Shang Yinrann found out that Peach was hospitalized and rushed to see her.
Perhaps she was tired, but when she returned to the Yan family, her mood was not very good.
Entering the door, Old Mrs. Yan saw her and immediately waved her over, "What's wrong? Her expression is so ugly?"
"I'm a little tired. " Shang Yinrann said softly," Mom, can I go back to my room to rest for a while? "
"Hurry up and go," Shang Yinrann said. Old Mrs. Yan quickly said.
Nodding her head, she walked towards the stairs.
Old Mrs. Yan looked at Shang Yinrann's listless appearance and was worried in her heart.
Yan Yuxi thought for a moment and took out her phone. She called Yan Lihan, "Your wife is in a bad mood. Come back early. "
There was silence for a while and the male voice was deep. "Got it. "
After finishing half of the social gathering, he left it to Cheng Lin to handle, and Yan Lihan returned to the Yan family.
He pushed open the bedroom door and saw a certain someone nesting on the tatami.
The blanket trembled and his phoenix-like eyes turned cold. He bent over and lifted the blanket.
Shang Yinrann exclaimed and instantly raised her hand to cover her eyes.
Tears flowed down the gaps between her fingers. She did not know how long she had cried for. The tip of her nose was so red that it made one feel tender.
Yan Lihan squatted down and helped her sit up.
His voice was cold and low. "What's wrong?"
Shang Yinrann only cried and did not speak.
Yan Lihan waited for a while and saw that she was still crying. He lost his patience and frowned as he pushed her hand away.
"What happened?"
"I told you, will you help me?" She didn't know what was going on, so she asked.
In fact, in the deepest part of her heart, she hoped that he could help her.
"Depends on the situation" Yan Lihan scratched her eyelashes. "It's so ugly. "
Shang Yinrann pouted and told him about the peach.
After listening to him, his brows knitted very tightly.
He looked at him. She asked carefully, "Can you let Sheng Hsingwen let Peach go?"
Lowering his eyes, he met her begging gaze and his heart moved.
The next day, Jiye.
Sheng Hsingwen pushed open the door and entered, only to find Yan Lihan in the private room.
He had already guessed the reason for his visit.
"What's the matter with your friend Shang Yinliang?" The male voice was faint.
Sheng Hsingwen curled his lips. "What else could have happened? I have taken a fancy to her. It's that simple. "
" Wen, give me face. " Yan Lihan said and toasted with Sheng Hsingwen.
Sheng Hsingwen sneered and shook his head. "Did your little wife cry to you?"
"Wen!" With a cold warning, Yan Lihan's phoenix-like eyes became even colder.
Sheng Hsingwen was surprised, "What's wrong? He was really tempted? No way? Didn't you find her to deal with old madame?"
"Tell me, are you going to let her go or not?"
"I promise I won't look for her again, but if she appears in front of me again, Lihan, don't blame me. "
"En. "
After work, Shang Yinrann tiptoed into the house. There was no one in the living room, so Shang Yinrann went upstairs to her room.
She pushed the door open. She saw Yan Lihan standing in front of the French window with his back to the door.
She closed the door behind her and said softly, "I'm back. "
As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Lihan turned around and looked at her.
Their eyes met and Shang Yinrann turned her face away.
At that moment, a guilty conscience filled her heart.
She held onto the belt of her bag. She froze on the spot.
Yan Lihan's phoenix-like eyes flashed as he walked towards her.
Standing in front of her, he asked in a calm voice: "He went to the hospital?"
"Yes. " She bit her lip and said, "Well, I, I'm going to take a shower. "
After saying that, she walked towards the bathroom.
Just as she took a step, her wrist was grabbed.