Xia Ziyan turned her gaze to Cheng Haohan again and frowned in surprise.
What happened to him? He is very different today than usual.
Cheng Haohan smiled slightly at Xia Ziyan, "Don't you want to get to know me?"
Xia Ziyan sat up. Cheng Haohan looked very warm at this moment. He had no anger or rebelliousness, but a little smile and a little bit of sadness.
Xia Ziyan did not speak, but looked at Cheng Haohan, waiting for him to continue.
"Xuanhuan was founded by my parents. At that time, my father was in charge of external business, and my mother was the leader of Meixuan Hall. She helped my father solve all the difficulties. The two of them supported each other and helped Xuanhuan grow stronger.
However, both of them had too strong personalities. Opinions, disputes, and jealousies broke out after Xuan Huan stabilized. The conflicts became increasingly deepened.
When I was thirteen years old, my father brought a woman home. My mother was arrogant and had strong self-esteem. Two days later, she successfully hooked up with a famous American politician. Marriage problems broke out in my family. My furious father took the
I went to find the politician with my pistol, and I ran after him.
I really hope they can get back together, but there is no chance. When I arrived at the hotel, I heard gunshots, one and two. I rushed in and saw the politician lying on the ground, covered in blood, and my father was also lying on the ground.
, covered in blood, and my mother had a pistol in her hand. When I realized what happened, someone knocked me unconscious in the back.
When I woke up, my mother had disappeared, abandoning my young self and disappearing. She never appeared again." Xiang Shangtian smiled sadly, his eyes far away, and Xia Ziyan felt his sadness. Compared with being framed, the feelings of relatives
Framing is even more chilling.
Xia Ziyan poured a drink and handed it to him.
Cheng Haohan glanced at the drink coldly and took it. Looking at the drink in the cup, his eyes showed sadness.
"I was thirteen years old at that time. At the age of thirteen, I had to face the intrigues, ruthlessness, assassination, and frame-up of the careerists in the show. I was in danger. I knew that if I wanted to survive, I had to be better than them to keep my father's position.
He is ruthless, more cold-blooded than them, and more unpredictable than them. When he is strong, no one dares to bully him."
Xia Ziyan could not imagine that kind of life, but it was conceivable that it was like hell, so Cheng Haohan was like Satan from hell.
Xia Ziyan unconsciously showed sympathetic eyes.
Cheng Haohan looked at her sideways, raised his brows, and smiled evilly, as if he had never been hurt. His instant transformation seemed to be as if the story just now was false.
It's Cheng Haohan who is too good at disguising. Only in this way can she avoid being seen through and framed by others. She will do the same in the future.
Xia Ziyan smiled, a beautiful smile without any flaws, which mirrored the smile on Cheng Haohan's face.
In the past few days, she had experienced too many things and her emotions were too depressed. She couldn't be like this. She wanted to be as full of hope and scheming as she was just after plastic surgery.
The noise on the screen attracted the ideas of Xia Ziyan and Cheng Haohan, and Shu Qi clamored to have a wedding with Wen Zhang.
Cheng Haohan raised the corner of his mouth with an evil smile, and he put his arm around Xia Ziyan's shoulders, "Why do you know that this box is still useful?"
Judging from his tone, Xia Ziyan couldn't tell it was a good thing.
"What?" she asked weakly.
"No one will hear us doing what we love here. The sound insulation is very good and no one will disturb us."
Xia Ziyan opened her mouth slightly, and she knew that this was the only thing he was thinking about.
Here? He is living a strange life and has abandoned all his shame, right?
Xia Ziyan turned away, with a blush on her face, "You're so lustful, what you're reading is a funny one, not a romantic one."
Cheng Haohan looked at Xia Ziyan's face, affectionately, and there was a fatal temptation in his eyes. One more look and he seemed to be sucked into the bottomless whirlpool.
Xia Ziyan lowered her eyes, but her heart was beating wildly. What happened to her? How could she sympathize with Cheng Haohan? He was a devil to her.
Cheng Haohan lifted Xia Ziyan's chin, taking his time and savoring every expression of hers.
Xia Ziyan was forced to raise her eyes to look at him. He had not changed from usual, with the same evil smile, but the look in his eyes made her nervous for no reason.
She opened her eyes wide and watched as Cheng Haohan slowly approached her red lips.
His lips were soft and a little warm. Thinking of his past life, she had another view of him, and a different throbbing occurred in her heart.
He didn't rush to stick out his tongue, but kissed her lips one by one, as if he was tempting her to kiss him.
Xia Ziyan looked at his closed eyes with her eyes wide open. She glanced around and felt something strange here. She was worried about what she would do if someone came in?
"You're not paying attention." Cheng Haohan said with a smile.
"It's hard to concentrate in this place." Xia Ziyan pushed Cheng Haohan away.
Cheng Haohan turned around and suppressed her, raised the corners of his mouth with a bright smile, "A good woman. You are the real good woman I have met."
Xia Ziyan snorted and smiled, "You have met a lot of women from good families. Unfortunately, women from good families cannot survive by your side. Just like me now, today I am what you call a woman from a good family. After becoming a habit of living here with you, what do you think?
Is it possible for me to be what you think is a truly good family woman?"
Cheng Haohan was not angry at all, and his smile widened, "You are really sharp-tongued. I don't like the word "simply".
Before Xia Ziyan could reply, he kissed her lips. What was even more extreme than before was that his big palms covered her soft body, teasing every nerve in her with the strength she was used to.
His skills have always been very good, Xia Ziyan admitted. Just thinking that this was a movie theater made her worried that someone might peek, maybe there was a camera installed in an invisible corner.
Cheng Haohan's breathing became rapid, and he kissed from lips to collarbone, his dexterous tongue traced the tip of the bone, extended down to an inch, and then returned to her lips.
"Kiss me." He said, with a slight pleading in his tone without command.
But it was that tone that could melt her cold heart, and an unusual throbbing flashed through her heart.
She knew how to kiss, and had kissed more than one man, but today she was so nervous about kissing again. She kissed him back tremblingly, responding to the temptation of his lips.