The silver Rolls-Royce was winding on the Ring Road. Yan Nuohan felt infinitely upset while sitting in the car returning to the villa.
That damn woman Ye Mo always got into his mind anytime and anywhere to disrupt his originally peaceful thoughts.
He returned to the villa, and in the spacious bedroom, the smell of the little woman seemed to still be there, warm and innocent like a baby.
I hate her, I really hate her.
When he put aside his proud self-esteem and prepared to slowly accept her, she ran away from him with another man without hesitation in a hail of bullets and life and death, without even looking back.
Yan Nuohan, you really failed. You actually fell in love with a prostitute and naively wanted to get the affection of a liar. You are really stupid.
Revenge? He will, he will make that ruthless woman regret it in a more tragic way.
Turning over, his big bed suddenly felt empty without her soft body.
He got up irritably, took a shower in the bathroom, put on an aqua blue bathrobe, and unexpectedly arrived at Ye Momo's exclusive cabin by accident.
Turning on the dim light, he frowned constantly in the small and damp room.
Sitting on the hard and small bed, he grabbed the quilt, and her smell filled his nose. Ye Momo, how could you be so ruthless? He grabbed the quilt with his big palm, he was always full of pride.
There are deep wounds in the eyes of confidence.
The door was suddenly pushed open.
"Ah, Master, why are you here?" the housekeeper said with wide eyes in disbelief. She was originally suspicious of how there was light in this room in the middle of the night, and she thought that damn girl was back.
"Master, are you okay?" the housekeeper asked worriedly. After all, she was the young master she watched grow up, and she had a lot of feelings for Yan Nuohan.
"I'm fine, you can go out first." He said calmly. That handsome face lost its usual majesty and pride, but was shrouded in sadness and loneliness.
"That……"
"I told you to get out, can't you hear me?" He frowned and said displeased.
"Yes." Seeing that the young master was a little angry, the housekeeper quickly went out.
Hugging the quilt, Yan Nuohan fell down on the small bed. His tall body basically took up the whole place. Looking at the empty ceiling, he suddenly felt that his eyes were a little sour. He didn't understand why his vision suddenly changed.
Somewhat hazy.
Ye Momo, what should he do with her?
Because Kudo Mai took a bullet for him, he had already identified Kudo Mai. However, Ye Momo, he suddenly didn't know what to do with her.
In the past, she was his toy, and he didn't put any emotion into that toy. Even if he did, it would be hate. However, now he doesn't know what kind of feelings he has for that toy, and he hates it incompletely.
Love, damn it, how could it be love? He had Mai Kudo who blocked a bullet for him, so it was this woman he loved.
That night, CEO Yan Nuohan, who was having a smooth journey in love, suddenly lost sleep over emotional matters.
The first ray of sunlight in the morning fell on Yan Nuohan's perfectly sculptured face. His thick eyelashes and high bridge of nose looked so alluring in the sunlight.
Slowly opening his eyes, damn, he actually slept here last night.
Damn, I must have gone crazy last night and ended up here for no reason.
Damn the hard bed, he rubbed his dry eyes, stretched out his tall body after curling up all night, put on the highest-grade fitting suit, and got into the car neatly.
During the day, he was just like a god in other people's eyes, full of confidence and majesty, completely without the loneliness at night.
After picking up the phone handed over by his assistant, he uttered one word in a low voice: "Speak."
"Found her." Long Yan said on the other end of the phone.
After hanging up the phone and staring deeply ahead, Yan Nuo coldly ordered the driver: "Drive."