She kept her marriage a secret for three years, then divorced and was forcefully pampered by a power

Shao Yan's eyes were calm, her heart was still, and she could no longer be stirred by any waves.

The warmth from his back could no longer warm her heart, but she remained incredibly tender.

"Attorney Huo is incredibly resourceful; even in a Honda Fit, you can come and go as you please."

She had already turned off the lights, yet he still managed to come up. And he silently appeared behind her.

"Han Yifei, he said you're still at the company."

Oh--

Shao Yan smiled, forgetting that he had a lackey who obeyed him at every turn.

"Is Han Yifei your subordinate?"

Shao Yan's question left Huo Xiao speechless.

"What have you been busy with these days?"

Huo Xiao held her tightly and found that she didn't move at all, and didn't even struggle.

She didn't tearfully question or accuse him of leaving without saying goodbye or disappearing.

She simply opened her large, clear eyes in the darkness and chatted with him like an old friend.

Huo Xiao stared quietly into her bright eyes, as if trying to see through her.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see through it.

He went away for a few days, but when he came back, he could no longer understand this woman.

Shao Yan obediently got into the car with Huo Xiao. She sat in the back seat and let him hug and kiss her, even responding to his enthusiasm when the partition was lowered.

Huo Xiao was very emotional; Cheng Qian could even hear his voice at the last moment.

Finally, Cheng Qian abandoned the car in front of Huo Xiao's villa and fled in a taxi as if his life depended on it.

Shao Yan felt she had lost all sense of shame, and she became very docile and cooperated with his performance.

Huo Xiao felt very happy, both physically and mentally. However, when he looked at Shao Yan's face, the emptiness in her eyes made him instantly at a loss.

"Is there something you want to ask me?"

Huo Xiao stopped her from getting out of the car. He stroked her face and pressed his fingertips against her lips, gently rubbing them.

Shao Yan smiled faintly, her expression gentle.

"no."

She snuggled into his arms and hugged him, causing Huo Xiao to stiffen.

This wasn't the woman he knew; this was the Shao Yan who truly fit the standard of a caged bird.

But Shao Yan in this way has no soul.

Huo Xiao pinched her face and frowned.

"These past few days—"

Shao Yan reached out and pressed her hand to his lips, stopping him from continuing.

She even gave him a kiss and acted coquettishly.

"I want to go home, okay?"

A woman like Shao Yan, who only needs to look at a man with her eyes and feign a little grievance, is irresistible to anyone.

What's more, her voice is soft, like a rabbit's.

Huo Xiao accepted whatever she played.

"Okay, let's go home and play at our leisure, okay?"

Huo Xiao carried Shao Yan into the room, and Shao Yan cooperated in a very public manner.

They did it all night long.

Shao Yan even wondered if she would have difficulty conceiving in the future if she accidentally miscarried.

In the end, she still couldn't bear it, and at crucial moments she would softly beg Huo Xiao to be gentle.

He would suppress the urge to crush her and knead her into his soul, trying his best to satisfy her without hurting her.

Shao Yan was given to him time and time again, and he brought her to the peak of pleasure time and time again.

She suddenly realized that it wasn't only men who used women as an outlet for their emotions, to vent, and to make themselves feel good.

Women can also be involved, as long as they don't fall in love; Huo Xiao can be a great bed partner.

She only cares about making herself happy; who he's with is no longer important.

Because she no longer loved him.

Shao Yan thought she loved Meng Yu very much, so she did everything she could to help him.

After sleeping with Huo Xiao, she realized that to truly understand a woman's heart, all she needed to do was satisfy her in this way.

She thought she must have lost her mind.

You can hurt yourself again and again.

But from today onwards, it will never happen again.

Huo Xiao carried Shao Yan; both of them were exhausted.

The next day, Huo Xiao woke up to find his arms empty.

He immediately jumped out of bed and went downstairs barefoot.

For the first time, Sister Wei saw fear on her husband's face.

"gentlemen."

"Where is your wife?"

Shao Yan was acting very strangely last night.

Huo Xiao had a dream in which Shao Yan, holding a child and covered in blood, jumped into an abyss in front of him and said she hated him.

He woke up in fright, but when he opened his eyes, she was gone.

Sister Wei asked curiously, "Madam went to work, but she still prepared breakfast for you, sir."

Huo Xiao saw that the breakfast on the restaurant table was exactly the same as last time, but he had no appetite for it. Instead, he picked up his phone and called Shao Yan.

The call was answered quickly, and Shao Yan's soft voice came through the receiver, which put Huo Xiao at ease.

"Why did you leave without even saying goodbye?"

Huo Xiao's heart was still unsettled; he always felt that something was off about her.

"I didn't wake you because you were sleeping so soundly. Have you had breakfast yet?"

Huo Xiao was taken aback. When did Shao Yan learn to care about people?

She always seemed like a pitiful abandoned little thing, with endless sadness in her heart and a broken look on her face that evoked pity.

It was this brokenness that made Huo Xiao wish he could keep her by his side at all times, and not let her suffer even the slightest harm.

But today, she was concerned about whether he had slept well and whether he had eaten the breakfast she had made.

All of this made Huo Xiao increasingly anxious.

"Okay, I'll eat right away. Shall I pick you up after get off work?"

Huo Xiao's words carried a hint of probing, but Shao Yan responded gently as always.

"it is good."

Then he hung up the phone.

Huo Xiao stared blankly at his phone, unable to concentrate on his work at the firm all day.

Shao Yan, however, was so focused on her work that she had long forgotten about Huo Xiao.

When it was time to leave work, Shao Yan left an hour early.

She arrived at a restaurant, and the manager immediately came out to greet her.

"Mr. Shao, your private room is ready. Would you like to order now or wait?"

Shao Yan carried a large bag and walked in with an elegant demeanor.

"No need to wait, it's just me."

She waited until all the dishes were served before opening her bag after entering the private room.

Inside was my mother's urn.

A cake with a white candle stuck in it was placed in the center of the table in the private room.

Shao Yan's eyes no longer had a warm tint, but her eye sockets were clearly red.

"Mom, today is the anniversary of your death and also my birthday. After this meal, I will be twenty-six. I'm going to find Song Qingyan to get back the shares in the company that Grandpa left me."

Everything that belongs to the Shao family will be taken back. From now on, I will never let anyone bully you or me again, and—”

Shao Yan stroked her lower abdomen, her eyes filled with hostility and endless coldness.

"Your unborn grandson."

From this day forward, Shao Yan vows to slay any god or Buddha who stands in her way.