The speed of the car reached 200 miles, and the feeling of flying made Qin Huan's heart fly to nowhere. Pedestrians passing by could only see the shadow of a black car speeding past in front of them on the street. Even the red light
They didn't stop, but rushed past in a swaggering manner.
Back at the villa, Qin Huan pulled off his tie and threw his suit on the sofa. The shirt he tore open was loosely put on his body, and his beautiful collarbone could be vaguely seen from the collar.
When Aunt Sun saw him coming back, she hurriedly brought him a glass of warm water. Just as she was about to leave, she was stopped by Qin Huan: "Put away all that woman's things. I don't want to see anything about her in this house from now on."
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"Master..." Aunt Sun was anxious. She had been unwilling to accept Wen Nuan's things because she wanted to keep them for Wen Nuan. Even if he left, she could still remember him. Unexpectedly, Qin Huan kicked Wen Nuan mercilessly.
Leaving his world without leaving a trace of its existence.
"Aunt Sun!" Qin Huan called out, with an obvious warning on her face. Aunt Sun nodded and reluctantly stepped back to collect the things Nuan Nuan left behind.
Rubbing his temples where he had a headache, Qin Huan got up from the sofa and went to the bedroom upstairs.
Standing at the window, he looked down and happened to see the lawn. Nuan Nuan's painting seemed to be right in front of him. Her concentration and tranquil profile played over and over again in Qin Huan's mind.
"Damn it!" Qin Huan cursed secretly and drove Wen Nuan out of his mind. He was really crazy to think of that woman.
"Master." Aunt Sun's voice came from the door.
Qin Huan instantly hid his irritable mood and said, "Come in!"
He walked a few steps forward and sat down on the sofa near the balcony. When he raised his eyes, he saw a pot of cactus covered with small thorns lying quietly in the corner of the balcony.
When was this pot of cactus placed here? Looking at it, Qin Huan was absent-minded for a moment. It wasn't until Aunt Sun came to his side that he raised his head and said expressionlessly: "What's the matter?"
Aunt Sun held a lot of drawing paper in her arms, which she had packed up in the warm room next door. She took a look and saw that all the drawings were of Xiao Huan, so she ran over on her own initiative:
"Master, should these paintings be thrown away too?"
Qin Huan frowned, suddenly thinking that he had bumped into that woman painting several times, thinking of her concentration when painting, and the happy smile on her face, a strange emotion flashed through Qin Huan's heart, and he casually drew
He slowly lowered his head.
However, when he saw the characters in the painting clearly, Qin Huan was stunned. At that moment, countless strange emotions flashed through his cold eyes.
He raised his head and looked at Aunt Sun with confused eyes.
Aunt Sun hurriedly explained: "These were painted by Nuan Nuan whenever she had free time. They are piled up in Nuan Nuan's room in the old house. They were painted by Nuan Nuan after she married the young master. Maybe they were hidden too secretly.
, so I guess you forgot to take Nuannuan with you when you left."
At that moment, Qin Huan didn't know what he felt in his heart. He thought that the warmth was for money and Mrs. Qin's position, so she married him. However, the warmth he heard from Aunt Sun was the same as what he had in mind.
The warmth is not the same at all.
He didn't know everything she did. If she married him for profit, she should deliberately show it in front of him. Why did she always choose to remain silent?
Could it be that... Nuan Nuan married him not for money or power?