Captured by her hidden husband in a love affair

Lian Xuan was very entangled.

Rong Can, who was in sight, still drooped her eyebrows, unable to see his expression.

She rarely sees Rong Can like this.

We've been married for two years, not to mention that we haven't seen each other once, or so.

He is always cool and dignified.

"Rong Can." Lian Xuan couldn't help calling his name.

"Huh?" His ending sound was a little soft, which made Lian Xuan's heart burn.

"It's fine if you don't write to Guan Qingsha." Lian Xuan finally let go, because of his good looks and aesthetics, and also because he is his husband in the legal sense.

She is such a good person.

Rong Can slightly raised his eyes, and Lian Xuan inevitably met his dark eyes, like a pond born in a tropical rainforest, bottomless.

The sun shines in an instant, penetrates the gaps between the leaves, pours into the center of the pool, and emits waves of light.

The gloom was fleeting, replaced by an unprecedented brightness.

Brighter and more stunning than fireworks.

Lian Xuan trembled when he heard the chaotic sound of the piano coming out of his chest.

"Write to you, okay?" Her voice trembled unconsciously.

"I'll write to you too." Rong Can smiled lightly, her eyelashes trembling with the vibration of her chest, "You will guess which one I wrote to you, right?"

"Big, probably?" Lian Xuan was not sure.

Although she had seen Rong Can's signature, it was well known that the artist's signature and the real level of handwriting were not the same thing at all.

In order to sign autographs for fans and the red carpet, the signatures of artists in the circle are carefully designed and trained.

Besides, the tone of writing and the like... Most of the microblogs of artists are managed by the studio, which is of no reference value.

Rong Can stroked her knuckles, her eyes shone slightly, "You will guess."

"Knock, knock!" There was a sudden knock on the door.

Lian Xuan suddenly broke away from the state just now, his eyebrows frowned, and he got up quickly, "There is a knock on the door, I will go back first."

"Aren't you going to slap your face?" Rong Can said slowly.

Lian Xuan paused, and asked in doubt, "You mean, Shang Jing is outside the door?"

Rong Can nodded slightly, "It should be her who is so excited."

"Then I'll go?" Lian Xuan pointed to the door, with an indescribable look in his eyes.

To be honest, she was not sure that she would not lose in front of Shang Jing.

But always give it a try.

Coming to "Unlimited Heartbeat" is the first attempt, and it is also a good thing to try to break through yourself in the attempt.

not to mention……

Lian Xuan turned back to look at Rong Can, isn't there a backer behind her?
"If I can't beat her, you have to help me." She smiled a little in the air, and suddenly realized that such an action was not polite, so she hastily withdrew her hand, "I saved you from the monk Jing's group." team."

There was a faint smile in Rongcan's dark peach blossom eyes, "Well, you can go."

During the communication, the knock on the door rang again violently, as if wishing to smash the door panel open.

Lian Xuan stepped forward quickly, and slammed the door open——

Shang Jing's hand was knocked out suddenly, and she almost staggered into the room.

Before she could react, Lian Xuan preemptively said, "Remember to pay for the broken door."

"You!" Shang Jing's facial expression was distorted for a moment, and she asked angrily, "Why are you the one who opened the door? Where's Rong Rong?"

Lian Xuan leaned against the door frame, blocking his back tightly, "Rong Can, you are sleeping."

"What time is it? Don't lie to me, where did Rong Rong go?" Shang Jing took a deep breath, trying to keep her voice steady.

God knows she wished she could ruin Lian Xuan's face.

"Okay." Lian Xuan sighed, feeling very helpless, "I don't know, it would be more practical for you to ask Director Zhao than me."

Shang Jing stared at her for two seconds, then laughed out loud, "Lian Xuan, have you forgotten all about the past?"

"..." Lian Xuan's fingers holding on to the door couldn't help using some strength, and the veins on the back of his fingers were faintly visible.

"Never forget." She paused every word.

"Tsk." Shang Jing tutted softly, stretched out her black and silver manicure, and pinched Lian Xuan's jaw forcefully, forcing her to meet her eyes, "Lian Xuan, did I tell you not to covet my stuff."

She paused and said in a vicious voice, "With my people."

Shang Jing's hands are strong, and it's easy for Lian Xuan to think of the past.

Even her makeup looks very similar to before.

The past was played back in his mind like a movie, Lian Xuan's breathing became a little short, and his eye sockets were faintly red.

"Shang Jing, Rong Can is not your person." Lian Xuan really wanted to throw the marriage certificate in Shang Jing's face at this moment.

That must be able to severely suppress her arrogance, right?
"He's mine sooner or later, you can't take it away, quit as soon as possible." Shang Jing gently rubbed her chin with her fingertips, "You are still a famous star now, if you get sick again, your acting career may be ruined right?"

"I'm yours? Why don't I know?" A cold and sharp voice suddenly sounded.

Shang Jing looked up in astonishment, facing Shang Rongcan's dark eyes.

Before he could react, his slender fingers had already squeezed her wrist bone hard, causing Shang Jing to breathe out in pain.

In the next second, she was thrown away heavily by Rong Can.

The force was so great that she could hardly stand still.

When Shang Jing turned her head to look at Lian Xuan again, she saw the tears in her eyes almost overflowing due to the pain, and a mocking smile on her lips.

She did it on purpose!
She deliberately made herself think that Rong Rong was not there, so that she could make a fool of herself in front of Rong Rong!

Shang Jing panicked and wanted to grab Rong Can's sleeve, but was stopped by his cold eyes.

"Rong Rong, things are not what you see... It's Lian Xuan, it's Lian Xuan who deliberately framed me." She was so nervous that she spoke awkwardly.

Lian Xuan thought of the old Ba Zong novels he had read before.

The heroine is always framed by green tea, and the hero always stands on the side of green tea without hesitation, questioning and doubting the heroine.

But at this time, she was like that green tea.

Bah, bah, bah, Shang Jing can't be the heroine.

If the reality is really a novel, Rong Can is the hero, and the heroine should be his white moonlight.

She is a stand-in female supporting role with no sense of existence, and Shang Jing is a typical vicious and brainless female supporting role.

In an instant, Lian Xuan's thoughts went a long way.

"Are you calling me blind, unable to tell black from right from wrong?" Rong Can sneered, her knife-like eyes gouged out on Shang Jing, "Sister Xuanxuan, let's go back."

Lian Xuan suddenly came back to his senses, "Okay."

Rong Can moved half a step away, signaling Lian Xuan to go back first.

She had no objection, obediently walked back to where she was sitting and waited for Rongyan.

Rong Can stood at the door, her eyes were calm, and her voice was so low that only they could hear each other: "Shang Jing, make yourself clear, otherwise I don't mind helping you find out."

With a bang, the door was closed in front of Shang Jing.

She shivered and spread out her palms, which were wet.

Mingming Rongyan's expression and tone couldn't be more bland, but she still felt as if she had been poured into snow water, which was bone-chillingly cold.