C3 They Wanted to Capture Him but They Didn't Do So.

The warm sun shone through the green gauze curtains into the house. The exhausted Ann Nian turned her body and heard the sound of a car starting up downstairs. His drowsy head immediately cleared to the limit. He tried to go downstairs to find some clothes, but the door to the room suddenly opened as he was trying to hold on to the pain from his body, only to find that he was still wrapped in a blanket. A tall shadow appeared at the doorway, carrying an invisible sense of oppression.

He had clearly heard the sound of the car starting up. Why hadn't he left yet?

Ann Nian was in the middle of thinking when a bag full of clothes flew over her head. If Ann Nian hadn't dodged it in time, she would have been hit in the head a long time ago.

"Get dressed and go to the hospital." The man's voice was cold enough to freeze her.

Ann Nian took out the Chanel set from her bag and joked, "Look, Director Lyi is generous!"

The man's bottomless eyes shifted away from her and he said coldly, "Ten minutes, I'll wait for you downstairs!"

"She jumped down from the bed with a swoosh and hooked her arms around his neck the moment he was about to leave the room. She hung her whole body on his." "Director Lyi doesn't want to eat bad food again!"

She had a bright smile on her face. That smile stung his eyes.

Her lips moved: "Aren't we going to get a divorce? And you want me to sleep with you so badly? "

She was still smiling, her curly hair covering half of her pretty face.

Lyi Moshen's gaze instantly turned colder. He grabbed her neck forcefully and pulled her off his body before tossing her onto the bed. "Get dressed!"

Ann Nian entered the bathroom at a leisurely pace after hearing his anxious footsteps.

Ann Nian had intended to divorce him just before she returned to the villa last night; she had given up on him when she returned. The An family called her, and his bastard father on the other end of the line sobbed and recounted all the mistakes he had made and begged her to help him one more time out of respect for his dead mother. Ann Nian's heart softened. She hid her true self and started playing around with him.

… ….

Ann Nian put on her clothes and put on a light makeup, making her look like she didn't have a good night's sleep.

Downstairs, the man was sitting on the sofa, reading some documents, looking elegant and dignified. If it wasn't for her scheming, she would never have the chance to meet such a noble man, let alone marry him as his wife.

Hearing that, the man put away his laptop and walked towards the door with his slender legs.

"Ann Nian suddenly stopped walking, holding onto the carved arms of the staircase as she giggled and trembled." Director Lyi isn't going to wait for me? "

The man turned around and gave her a stern look. The woman didn't seem to be afraid. She continued grinning: "Look, it must be because we didn't serve Director Lyi well last night …"

Before Ann Nian could finish her sentence, she heard the sound of someone slamming the door, causing her heart to tremble.

How infuriating!

Ann Nian ran after him. The man was already in the driver's seat and was wearing sunglasses. Ann Nian couldn't see his expression. The tip of his tongue circled around his mouth as he swiftly opened the door of the passenger seat. Just as he was about to enter, he heard the man beside him growl, "Scram!"

Ann Nian was startled for a second. She raised her eyebrows and mumbled, "You're really stingy! for fear that I might disturb your mind. "