The sun shone into the bedroom little by little...
"Are you awake?"
The man's cold and alienated voice made her heart tremble.
Su slowly raised his head, staring blankly at the man standing in front of the french window.
"Since you're awake... Here's the living expenses for this month."
The man slightly raised his arm and threw over a national limited edition black card, with coldness in his eyes.
The edges and corners cut Su Ran's delicate skin. She was momentarily stunned, and then she suddenly chuckled. "Husband, you're really generous to me."
This was a card that could be used all over the world without the limit of overdrawing. Nan Huanzhe had really put in a lot of effort to shut her up.
"But if I were pregnant, would you give me more?"
Su Ran raised her long hair in a charming manner, smiled, and bargained in a calm and unruffled manner.
"Heh..." The man approached step by step. He leaned down slightly, and then he hooked his arm around her chin as he looked straight into her watery eyes. "Su Ran, do you think... that you are worthy of carrying my child?"
There was a sense of danger in his cold voice.
Su gripped the card tightly. He hugged the blanket as if he didn't seem to care about it at all, but there was clearly a trace of pain in his eyes.
In Nan Huanzhe's eyes, she might only be a high-end whore at most.
And the woman who died seven years ago was the cinnabar mole in his heart!
"Su Ran, remember your identity clearly." Nan Huanzhe frowned and his pair of sharp eyes narrowed. It was obvious that he was restraining himself.
She blinked her eyes with pity and said in a tone as if it was dripping water, "Dear, I am just joking. Our world has not yet been enough. How can I want a child?"
Nan Huanzhe snorted and suddenly loosened his grip. "Hey, even if he is pregnant... there is only one result for him."
Which one?
The meaning was self-evident.
Su's smile was still hanging from his lips, his body so rigid it didn't seem to tug in the slightest.
She could only watch as if the man would be infected with bacteria if he stayed a second longer. She strode out of the bedroom, leaving her in a mess and her sorry state alone.
Su clenched his teeth and struggled to get up from the bed.
Her fingers were trembling, and it took her a long time to take out a thin stack of paper from the wardrobe on the bed. Because she used too much strength, her fingertips turned white.
The divorce agreement on it was particularly eye-catching. Su Ran's signature had long been signed, so it was clear that he had already prepared for a long time.
...
On the other side—
The album, which was like the top of a pyramid at the top of the magnificent skyscraper, reflected the sunshine on the desk.
The photo was a little yellow, and the appearance of the woman on it was similar to Su Ran's, but her temperament was completely different.
The woman smiled shyly and pursed her lips. Her black straight hair reached her shoulders, unlike Su Ran's extremely gorgeous smile. Her long hair was dyed with light brown waves, and she could separate them at a glance.
Nan Zizhe glanced at the glass album, and his eyes seemed to soften a little. "Hey..."
"Brother Nan!"
All of a sudden, a gentle voice sounded like a girl next door, followed by a strong smell of perfume. Nan Huanzhe frowned unnoticeably and withdrew his hand as if he was restraining himself.