Hidden Marriage to the End: My Husband Is a Dramatist

Chapter 105 Uncontrollable Uncomfortable
Su An was stunned for a moment, then looked at Aunt Zhou, "Why?"

Mrs. Zhou clasped her hands together, "You don't know? The husband specifically told me that the wife is not allowed to drink, not even a drop. I see that you have been going out for a long time, but you haven't drunk, so I feel relieved. Who knows..."

Who only said that on the day Yan Xijue came back, she drank it.

Regarding this, Su Anqian also felt very speechless, "Then you can make me some hangover soup or something, I'll take a bath to get rid of the smell."

"Hey, good!" Mrs. Zhou bowed and went to do it immediately.

Su Anqian went upstairs, and now she is used to living here, and when she entered the bedroom, she casually and lazily threw away her bag, and then went to take a shower.

I deliberately brushed my teeth twice, then wiped my hair and went downstairs to drink the soup Mrs. Zhou made, to remove the smell from the inside out.

Halfway through drinking the soup, I heard the sound of an engine outside the villa.

Knowing that it was Yan Xijue who had returned, she put down the bowl and signaled Mrs. Zhou to take it and wash it quickly for him to see, then she blew on her palm, feeling that she couldn't smell the wine.

But for a while, Yan Xijue did not come in.

Outside the villa, Yan Xijue was sitting in the back seat, his slender body leaning on the seat, his face slightly raised, and there was no movement.

Ji Cheng came to help open the car door, and then closed it again.

The woman in the car looked at the man with his eyes closed, and smiled coquettishly, "Fourth Young Master? I said you drank too much, rest in the car for a while, and then I will help you in?"

The man still pursed his thin lips.

The woman bit her lip and looked at him, hesitated for a moment, then boldly reached out to help him take off his coat and tie.

It's just that as soon as his hands touched his clothes, the man suddenly opened his eyes, "What are you doing?"

The low and cold voice has no warmth, and the sharp gaze is oppressive even in the dim car.

The man's fingertips trembled, and he smiled courageously, "I don't think Si Shao is feeling well, it will make you feel better if you take off your coat."

Yan Xijue glanced at her, then raised his hand to untie his tie, took off his coat, and unbuttoned two shirt buttons.

He threw the coat and tie in front of the woman with a raised hand, and the woman put it away for him understandingly, as if she felt that it was an honor.

But this time, Yan Xijue finally uttered two words in a low voice: "Get out of the car."

After that, he also turned around and went straight to the villa.

The woman hesitated for a while, and then bit her lip. Since he didn't say he couldn't follow, he acquiesced, and quickened his pace to follow.

When Su An opened the door and saw him, she became a little cold, her eyes stopped on the woman and the clothes in her hands.

When he came back again, seeing Yan Xijue's disheveled clothes in his drunken state, he knew what he had done without deliberately guessing.

But she just paused for a while, and then she smiled faintly, "You're back?"

Yan Xijue just watched her expression change, his brows sank.

Heh, if it was the past, she would either be jealous or lose her temper.

He didn't answer her question, just turned sideways and walked in with her, as if he didn't intend to change his shoes.

From behind came Su Anqian's voice speaking to the woman, "I'm sorry, miss, you don't need to come in, just give me the things."

After taking two steps, Yan Xijue suddenly stopped, turned around, with a cold expression on his face, "She didn't just bring me something, let her in."

Not just take clothes?

Su Anqian tightened her palms secretly, didn't she?
Pursing her lips and enduring it, she reminded herself that now she is a sinner, and she has the purpose of staying by his side to clarify the matter, so that he can also taste the pain.

So, Su Anqian turned around, looked at him with the corners of her lips still curled up slightly, "I see, I'm sorry."

In a word, Yan Xijue's face darkened even more.

Staring at her innocence, she didn't care, and when her thin lips were almost a line, she said coldly: "Or, you can replace her work, that's fine."

He even didn't hesitate to say a few more words, "You know what a man is like best. I've been on a business trip for more than a month, and it's all thanks to her. I'm used to it."

In this case, he said it lightly, but Su Anqian was already very patient.

She would think of what Yujingyuan saw that day, and imagine how he was with other women, and she couldn't control the discomfort.

"Okay, as long as you don't dislike it." She also tried to speak lightly.

Taking his coat from the woman's hand, he said lightly, "You can go."

Then the door was closed, Ji Cheng was also locked out, and Mrs. Zhou at home had tactfully left through the back door.

Yan Xijue was standing at the entrance, with a cold mouth and a cold voice, "Smiling is uglier than crying, why drive people away if you don't want to?"

Su An raised her eyes slightly and looked at him, "I'm not unwilling." She even smiled indifferently, "I'm a sinner in your eyes now, there's no reason for my unwillingness, and I can't afford to break the contract, so I want to please you." It’s too late, I’ll be very obedient.”

If the words are obviously pleasant to hear, if they were spoken by her in the past, they would definitely be pleasant to the ear, but now, apart from being tasteless, there is even a bit of sarcasm.

However, Yan Xijue pretended that her words were sincere, slightly twitched the corners of his mouth, and ordered: "Come here."

She walked over, and he took the clothes in his hand and threw them away, looking at her coldly, "Should I praise you in surprise for having such a high level of awareness?"

Su Anqian also greeted her one sentence at a time, "No need, as long as you're happy."

She is so cold, like a puppet who has been forced by him to lose her nerves, she is obviously very obedient, but he can't wait to tear off the bland mask on her face, otherwise she will die of chest tightness.

(End of this chapter)