Chief husband, strong love!

Su Yan knew that when he heard Yan Fei's death, Mu Beishen flashed in his mind.

She just didn't want to think about this person.

Zhuang Su almost told her it was Mu Beichen.

It seems that hearing the silence on the phone, Zhuang Su asked, "do you hope it's not him?"

"Yes." Su Yan admitted, "are you sure?"

"In fact, when I first learned about it, I knew it wouldn't be someone else. Later, I confirmed it a little."

Su Yan asked, "confirmation? If it's so easy to confirm, the Yan family also wants it."

"Of course, it's not easy to prove. What the Yan Family confirmed must be conclusive criminal evidence. I just asked him himself."

Su Yan: "

He didn't tell her. It was probably what he said. What he did was just his business.

This man is really

But the things he used to make her hate were the same.

"All right." Su Yan sighed lightly, "just take me as a shelter here. I'll go back after a while. Let Mu Mu pay attention to safety. I'll think about the work behind recently."

Su Yan hung up the phone and the man was still sitting on the carpet.

But I lost interest in all kinds of condoms there.

She casually put her mobile phone aside, got up and went to the balcony, put her hand on the railing and blew the wind.

*

When Mu Bei sank into his bedroom, he saw condom boxes scattered on the carpet.

He took the door and walked towards the balcony.

Su Yan looked out with his back. He was still just that thin velvet Pajama and robe.

It looks thin and small, as if there are only bone shelves in the clothes that can be blown down by the wind.

He opened the balcony door, walked forward and took her from behind into his arms, holding her cool hand, "isn't it cold?"

"It's not cold." Su Yan looked down at the colorful garden outside the window. Compared with the past, it seemed that it had been renovated. All gardening had been redesigned and all the flowers had been replaced. "Wasn't there a rose garden before?"

When she said this, Mu Beishen remembered.

He sent a batch of expensive red roses from abroad to plant here.

In the past, Su Yan would go there to bask in the sun when he was free. He liked to be outdoors more than in the villa.

She sat here in a daze like a beautiful picture.

"I don't know." Mu Beishen slightly narrowed his eyes and looked in that direction, "maybe he was poached by Mu Zhao before while I'm not here. If you like, I'll let people plant it again."

He just came back more than a week ago and didn't get out of bed in the past few days.

Back to the body recovered, there was no interest in looking at the garden.

If Su Yan didn't mention it, he didn't know that Mu Zhao had changed the flower quilt.

"No, I don't like it very much." Su Yan said softly, "and I must have left long after planting. This is your home, not my home. Plant whatever you like."

"When the finished products are dug back, they can be transplanted directly. There is no need to wait."

Su Yan smiled softly, "can't you understand what I'm talking about?"

Mu Beishen lowered his eyes and the woman in his arms turned around.

She leaned back against the railing and raised her head to get a deep view of the man.

"Of course, if you like, it's your business to dig it back. But you obviously do things according to your wishes. I also said I don't like it very much, but you have to say I like it before."

He gently squeezed her jaw with his big palm, gently rubbed it between his thumbs and whispered, "you know whether you like it or not."