The slender white fingers brushed through the mist on the mirror of the bathroom, reflecting an exquisite face, with big eyes and double eyelids, high nose bridge and red red lips, coordinated proportions, and pretty facial features, but the green dark circles under the eyes, and a bad look, and the dull eyes look like a pool of stagnant water, without any vitality.

Jian Yan was so lonely that she didn't even have the strength to sigh. She held her fingers over the wound on her neck. The gauze she tore off before was still bloodshot, and it seemed that she was a little infected.

He pulled his nightgown and put it on his body, tied his belt.

When she stepped out of the bathroom, she took a band-aid from the drawer. Just as she was about to touch the wound on her neck, a sound of pushing the door behind her was heard, and then the man's powerful arms hugged her from behind.

"The wound cannot be stained with water, who asked you to take a shower?" Cheng Huan's low voice was like a ignited subwoofer, and his powerful tone also brought a slight blame.

Jian Yan remained silent, pushed away his arms and stuck the bandage to the wound.

But the next second, Cheng Huan was torn apart.

He seemed to be intentional, and the tearing movement was extremely fast. Jian Yan twitched her body in pain, "Hiss..."

"It will only hurt that I will have a memory." Cheng Huan's eyes dropped sharply, he threw away the Band-Aid, pressed her shoulders to fix it in the chair, and took alcohol from the medicine box to clean her wounds.

After treating the wound and putting new gauze on again, Cheng Huan took the hair dryer and blew her hair.

The man's slender fingers shuttled through the ends of his hair until he felt completely dry and fluffy, and then turned off the hair dryer, "What do you want to eat at night? Hotpot?"

Jian Yan said 'yes'.

"The food is short at home, let's go to the supermarket together."

Jian Yan mocked, "Don't worry if you let me go downstairs?"

Cheng Huan came over, leaned over and hugged her again, buried her head in her neck and shoulder, gently rubbing her, "I have never restricted your personal freedom, but there is nothing important outside for the time being that you are busy. Isn't it good to stay at home and have a proper rest?"

"Okay? Do you want to say this?" Jian Yan couldn't hear the profound meaning of Cheng Huan's words. She was already full of anger and wanted to find a reason to vent, "No freedom, you can't go out, your mobile phone is supervised, and the bodyguard watches it all day for 24 hours. This is called for my good? Cheng Huan, you are not only not a human being, you don't even have a heart!"

Cheng Huan lowered his eyes and pecked her cheek as he raised his head, "Wait a while, you can go to work in the company, as long as there are bodyguards to follow. They have a high education and can help you at work. If you kill more than one kill, what's wrong with it?"

Jian Yan struggled to break away from his arms, "No, what you call 'good' is only beneficial to you, control it as you wish, Cheng Huan, what you need is not me, Jian Yan, nor any other woman, what you need is a puppet, an animal that has no emotions, no emotions and thoughts, and can meet your physiological needs!"

"Don't waste other people anymore. People like you are destined to deserve to be lonely until old."

Cheng Huan completely fell down and said in an obscure voice, "A person like me has the thought of living until old age because of your appearance..."

"Shut up!" Jian Yan's eyes turned red with anger. "The more you do this, the more I look down on you. After all, you are the executive president of Cheng'en Group. The highly anticipated Young Master Cheng, are you short of women to this point?"
Chapter completed!