Mr. Gu, stop being abusive, Miss Xu is marrying your brother.

Xu Yan shook her head and said nothing.

Regret?

Of course I regret it.

But regret is useless.

What she regrets is not that she didn't compromise with Jiang Heng, but... she regrets why she didn't die in the year she was born.

"You rest first, I'll make dinner." Xu Yan's voice was low, revealing politeness and alienation.

Jiang Heng frowned, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and lit a cigarette.

The way Xu Yan looks now is obviously not the feeling he wants.

But just because she is Xu Yan.

"Zhang Bin, tell Cheng Lin's agent that she has been a little aggressive recently and let her settle down. She won't need any commercial activities or roles in the past six months." Jiang Heng said coldly.

On the other side of the phone, Zhang Bin understood that he wanted to hide Cheng Lin for at least half a year.

Just because Cheng Lin came to provoke Xu Yan today.

"Okay Mr. Jiang."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Heng looked back at Xu Yan who was busy in the kitchen.

Her hair was tied loosely, her figure was thin, and her skin was white and reflective.

From Jiang Heng's point of view, Xu Yan is really beautiful, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away.

Six years ago, when Jiang Heng met Xu Yan for the first time, he felt that a canary like Xu Yan was suitable to be kept in a birdcage made of gold and displayed in public for people to appreciate.

But now, Jiang Heng had the urge to hide Xu Yan and make her belong to him only.

Hide it at home and don't let anyone covet you.

"Are you sure you don't want to read the contract?" Throwing away the cigarette butt, Jiang Heng walked into the kitchen and hugged Xu Yan from behind.

Xu Yan's body froze, and the kitchen knife in her hand almost fell on the instep, but Jiang Heng grabbed it quickly with quick eyes and hands.

"No need..." Xu Yan shook her head.

"I want you to follow me, not to be a nanny..." Jiang Heng's voice was low and hoarse, and he reminded Xu Yan again and again.

He has a strong impulse towards Xu Yan, but at least in this regard he will respect Xu Yan's choice.

Xu Yan looked numbly at the noodles in the pot and slowly lowered her hands.

"Jiang Heng, you should not be short of women." It's not that he should be, but he has never been short of women.

"I don't lack a nanny either." Jiang Heng let go of Xu Yan and leaned aside teasingly.

Xu Yan understood that Jiang Heng was the kind of man who wanted more when he couldn't get it, but when he really got it, he might not be so persistent.

"Today...I met Cheng Lin. She is beautiful and dazzling. She is a woman who shines no matter where she stands." Xu Yan turned off the fire and turned to look at Jiang Heng. "There's no need...you won't like wasting energy on a woman like me."

Compared with a shining woman like Cheng Lin, she seemed too dull.

Xu Yan untied her apron, threw it aside, and unbuttoned her shirt one button at a time.

The scars on her body were shocking and the bruises were frightening.

Because her skin is fair, it has not completely disappeared even after being released from prison for so long.

There are scars on the wrists from countless suicides, which are very ugly.

Not perfect at all.

A man like Jiang Heng has extremely high demands on women, or at least perfection.

And she... is already a fragmented ceramic patchwork, too cheap.

Jiang Heng stood stiffly on the spot, clenching his fingers one by one.

"Do you think I'll be worth anything like this?" Xu Yan laughed at herself. She was afraid that it wouldn't even be worth a few bucks if it were sold.

"You have a good rest." After a long time, Jiang Heng said in a low voice. "When you figure it out, sign a contract with Zhang Bin. You can use the money in the card as you wish. If you need money, just ask Zhang Bin for help."

Jiang Heng turned around and left, almost fleeing.

Seeing the bruises all over Xu Yan's body, he had mixed emotions.

Xu Yan smiled self-deprecatingly, picked up the shirt on the ground, and squatted on the ground to relax for a long time.

Even a man would not fall in love with her now.

If they knew about the disgusting experiences she had gone through, they might not even want to take a second look at her.

Why bother.

……

Nightclub.

Jiang Heng left his residence and drank alone at the bar.

"Mr. Jiang..." Cheng Lin heard that Jiang Heng came to drink alone, and when she entered the room, she threw herself into his arms and acted coquettishly. "I know I was wrong..."

She had already heard from her agent that Jiang Heng wanted to hide her.

She followed Jiang Heng for three years. Little Transparent, who graduated from a dance academy, suddenly became what she is today, all because of Jiang Heng.

Although she has made enough money over the years, what woman doesn't love a man like Jiang Heng?

Compared with other women in the entertainment industry who are looking for financial backers, Cheng Lin is like winning the lottery.

You must know that other big bosses are either fat or have various special quirks. There are very few who are as handsome and fun-loving as Jiang Heng.

Of course, Gu Chenyan is the favorite of all female celebrities. Unfortunately, Gu Chenyan has a mysophobia and does not allow any woman to get close to him.

"What went wrong?" Jiang Heng asked in a low voice without pushing Cheng Lin away.

Cheng Lin almost clung to Jiang Heng. "You shouldn't provoke Xu Yan..."

"Get up." Jiang Heng asked Cheng Lin to stand up.

Cheng Lin didn't know why and stood obediently in front of Jiang Heng.

"Take off your shirt." Jiang Heng's voice was very low.

Cheng Lin was stunned for a moment and glanced around. Although there were only two of them in the private room,...

Gritting her teeth, who knew this was her sponsor.

After unbuttoning her clothes, Cheng Lin took off her shirt and took the initiative to sit on Jiang Heng's lap.

"Get lost." Jiang Heng cursed in a low voice, raised his head and drank a full glass of wine.

Just as Xu Yan said, Cheng Lin was beautiful, with no flaws on her body, fair skin and no scars.

But inexplicably, Jiang Heng's mind was filled with Xu Yan...

"Jiang Heng..." Cheng Lin felt a little aggrieved and didn't know what was wrong with her.

"Xu Yan is my bottom line. If you provoke her, I don't mind letting you get to know me again." Jiang Heng stood up, straightened his suit, and left.

Cheng Lin looked at Jiang Heng in shock.

After following him for three years, I never knew which woman would become his bottom line.

Who is that Xu Yan? It looks pretty ordinary.

……

After returning home, Jiang Heng pulled his tie and glanced at the empty room.

Xu Yan must have fallen asleep.

Passing by the dining table, Jiang Heng saw a bowl of vegetable noodles on the table. The soup was still hot and the noodles were not lumpy.

Obviously, Xu Yan had just cooked it and put it on the table.

Subconsciously taking a look at the guest room, Jiang Heng took off his coat and threw it aside. Inexplicably... he felt that the noodles were very fragrant.

Actually a little hungry.

After eating a few mouthfuls of noodles, Jiang Heng raised his hand to cover his forehead.

Angrily, Jiang Heng pulled off his tie and threw it aside. He punched the dining table with his fist, causing the soup bowl on the table to fall to the floor.

The bruises and purple scars on Xu Yan's body were always in his mind.

Five years, he let Xu Yan stay in prison for five years.

He watched helplessly as Gu Zheyu and the Xu family destroyed her pride...

inside the room.

When Xu Yan heard the noise, she opened the door in panic and walked out. She saw Jiang Heng sitting in the restaurant in a panic, obviously drunk.

Lowering her head to pour him water, Xu Yan squatted on the ground and tidied up silently.

"Get up..." Jiang Heng's voice was a little hoarse.

Xu Yan didn't move, still picking up the pieces silently.

"I'll let you get up!" Jiang Heng pulled Xu Yan up, holding the dining table with both hands to trap her in front of him.

Xu Yan was frightened by Jiang Heng's anger and tried to push him away with trembling hands.

Jiang Heng's breathing was hot and he looked at Xu Yan with a hoarse voice. "You can make requests..."

He wants Xu Yan to rely on him and she can make any request.

Whatever she wants, he can give her.