C35 Not Responsible for Fire Fighting

"Go, go, I don't mind."

Ruan Xihan said without a care in the world. Her eyes curved into a smile and she was extremely happy.

She was quite satisfied with this cheap husband that she had picked up for free. If he didn't interfere with her life, she naturally wouldn't be so sentimental as to manipulate him.

She had always been clear about the identity of an agreed husband and wife.

"You're quite generous."

Jin Yanchen said with gritted teeth. His black eyes flashed with a trace of unhappiness as his entire body emitted an ice-cold aura.

What was he?

Ruan Xihan didn't treat him as her husband, which made him very unhappy and even angry.

Although they seemed to have an agreement, he treated her like a real couple. Could she not see what he had done?

Or could it be that he didn't enter her eyes at all?

"Put me down for a bath."

Ruan Xihan didn't feel the change in Jin Yanchen at all, and still maintained her indifferent look.

"Ruan Xihan, what exactly do you think I'm doing in your heart by doing this?"

The ice-cold voice that had no temperature was like a bone scraping knife, stimulating Ruan Xihan's eardrums.

Is he angry?

This thought immediately appeared in Ruan Xihan's mind. Her smiling face also gradually stiffened. For a moment, she didn't know how to respond to Jin Yanchen's words and could only stare at him in a daze.

"Ruan Xihan, do you have a heart?"

Jin Yanchen howled, his pitch-black pupils filled with pain. His face was tense, as if he was enduring something.

Why, why did he feel so powerless when he was with Ruan Xihan?

Why couldn't she see his efforts? Were they really just cooperating in her heart?

Jin Yanchen was a bit dispirited, and in that split-second when he was trying to pull himself together, his face lost all color.

"Jin Yanchen, is there something wrong with you? What does it have to do with you whether I have the heart or not? "

Ruan Xi had a cold expression as she said in a deep voice.

Jin Yan Chen has a temper, and so does I, Ruan Xi Han.

Jin Yanchen's anger grew even greater. His pitch-black eyes looked as if they were about to spit fire. His handsome face that seemed like an ice sculpture began to crack. His pursed lips became even tighter, as if it was about to explode at any moment.

The large bathroom gave off a strange atmosphere. They were in a stalemate and neither of them was willing to compromise.

Ruan Xihan was aware that she was in Jin Yanchen's arms. She frowned as she spoke with an extremely cold expression.

"Put me down!"

Ruan Xihan's entire body was shrouded in the shadow of Jin Yanchen's tall figure. Against the light, she couldn't clearly see his emotions, but she could feel the cold energy radiating from his body.

The sky spun and Ruan Xihan was heavily thrown onto the bed. Her slender wrist knocked against the bed with a clang, causing her to suck in a breath of cold air from the pain.

"Jin Yanchen, are you f * cking crazy!"

Ruan Xihan frowned and shouted angrily as she looked at her swollen and red hands.

What was this?

Why did it seem like a completely different person all of a sudden?

Jin Yanchen swept his gaze over, and suddenly opened his mouth, his voice filled with a cold and dangerous aura, "Ruan Xihan, you better recognize your identity. I can pamper you to the skies, and I can also throw you to the ground!"

The resounding and powerful sound was like a bone-shattering ice. It was ear-piercing and ruthless.

"Clang!" It was the sound of Jin Yanchen rushing out of the door, leaving only Ruan Xihan in the huge bedroom.

She stared blankly at the door that was smashed open with a loud bang. A helpless, bitter smile appeared on her face. She really did not understand. Did not interfering with his life also become her fault?

"..."

On the pitch-black road, Jin Yanchen was driving a luxurious top-grade sportscar, aimlessly advancing.

He thought that he was an extremely calm person, but every time he faced Ruan Xihan, he would easily be angered, as if she was just a flame.

Jin Yan Chen's heart was very agitated. He drove the car straight to Ye Sheng.

Ye Sheng, Night Victory.

He had never liked such a place, so even though he was his good brother, Ye Ansheng's shop, he rarely came.

When Jin Yanchen got off the car, the doorman recognized him and hurried forward, "Master San, you've come."

Jin Yanchen threw the car keys into his hand and said in a deep voice, "Where is Ye Anhui?"

He didn't have many friends in Luo City. Most of them went with him to Philadelphia to start a new world. Ye Ansheng had to stay in Luo City because of his family.

"The boss is in the Wind Song Room in September. His subordinate has already called for him."

Jin Yan Chen did not say anything and walked straight into Ye Sheng.

Luminous light shone, handsome men and beautiful women were crazily twisting their bodies on the dance floor, releasing the most primitive desires.

Jin Yanchen frowned, his eyes flashing with a trace of irritation.

"Master San, what wind brought you here?" A somewhat hoarse voice that could not be considered loud rang out from not too far away.

Jin Yanchen smirked and patted Ye Ansheng's shoulder, "Drink!"

These few short and refined words clearly stated his purpose.

"Let's go!" Ye Ansheng smiled in understanding, and then the two of them ran towards a box.

The wind was blowing in September. This was a private room prepared for the gathering of his brothers. When there was no one around, Ye Ansheng would usually stay here to enjoy himself.

"Why is it just you? "Where's Third Sister-in-Law?" Ye Ansheng poured a glass of wine for Jin Yanchen and asked with a smile.

The big mouth Luo Feng would have tomorrow told Jin Yan Chen about this matter to everyone after hanging up the phone.

Jin Yanchen's drinking actions paused for a moment, the corner of his mouth slightly pursed, a lonely look flashing across his eyes.

"Did they quarrel?" Ye Ansheng was both surprised and surprised.

He had never seen a woman that Jin Yanchen could contact with on his own accord. A woman that he could cook himself, that he had never heard of before. Thus, no matter how one looked at it, that woman was extremely important to Jin Yanchen.

"Yes." Jin Yanchen put down his wine cup, his face cold.

"Hahahaha …" Ye Ansheng put down his glass and began to laugh.

Jin Yan Chen frowned, his statue-like face became even colder, his deep eyes became deeper, and a wave of cold energy emitted from his body.

"Stop laughing …" Stop laughing... "Haha …" Ye Ansheng felt the cold aura from him and knew that he was about to get angry, so he quickly retracted his smile.

Satisfied, Jin Yanchen put down his eyelids, raised his glass, and poured himself a cup.

"Third Master Jin, what's going on? This brother will give you some advice. "

Ye Ansheng was also a perceptive person, Jin Yanchen's condition was very bad, he rarely came here, he was obviously drunk because of the love he had for her.

Jin Yanchen put down his wine cup and looked at Ye Sheng in astonishment. In his heart, he was silently wondering whether Ye Sheng was reliable or not.

"If I said there was a woman who didn't care about me at all."

After a long time, Jin Yan Chen opened his lips, slowly spitting out a few words. His words contained a trace of helplessness.