What is this?

Yan Han picked up the probe and took out the box inside.

The man sat down on the bed next to him and opened it, and saw a necklace lying in the middle with diamonds.

She stared blankly for two seconds, then turned her head to look at the man at the door.

Xi Quan slowly untied his shirt into the bathroom.

Yan Han felt that the end of the world was, "You, what are you prepared?"

"Um."

"Why?"

He turned around blankly and looked at her like a fool, "I didn't say that, celebrate the wedding anniversary."

"You... do you think our wedding anniversary is like a wedding anniversary?" she asked leisurely.

Xi Quan: "Why isn't it? It's the wedding anniversary if you don't divorce. You can celebrate it if you don't have a divorce."

Yan Han: "..." Look at it, is this human word? What does it mean to live without separation? You, a scumbag who has no feelings, suddenly thinks that you are more rogue than Hansheng and cheating on the little girl.

But Yan Han lowered his head, and the necklace that was so beautiful that it immediately appeared in his pupils, and then he was flashed while scolding.

"When did you put it?"

"Morning."

In the morning, he got it off the plane, and it should have been brought back from the United States.

She took a deep breath and wanted to ask him if the necklace looked familiar and was it auctioned.

But he had already entered the bathroom with no penny, so she took out her cell phone and checked it out.

She seemed to have seen this necklace before, and it seemed that she saw it while looking at exhibits on Sotheby's American website a while ago.

After checking, it was true.

And the price is terrible.

Yan Han silently put away his cell phone, looked at the direction of the bathroom, then picked up the box and tried it in the mirror in the cloakroom. He took off his cardigan and left a thin pink blue nightgown with silky strips. The necklace was hung on the concave and concave collarbone, which was very delicate and beautiful.

Very good looking.

After watching quietly for thirty seconds, the sound of cars came from downstairs. Yan Han was curious, and then the doorbell rang. She took off her necklace and placed it in the recently empty jewelry display cabinet in the cloakroom, and went downstairs.

It’s actually a midnight snack. I’m convinced. Haven’t I ever had dinner at the table yet?

It's also possible, after all, it's only eight o'clock now, and she didn't eat it.

There is also a cake, which is amazing.

Yan Han took the cake to the restaurant and opened it. He didn't see anything else. He only saw the words "Happy birthday, Happy One Year" on the cake at a glance.

She originally just opened it casually, but stared at the nine words. After a while, the words still blurred in her eyes and finally could not see anything.

Yan Han turned his head and stood against the dining table, his eyes moist, and she pressed her fingers against her eyes, pressing her tears.

Bastard, he just symbolically celebrated his nominal wife's birthday, celebrated the so-called anniversary, and ordered a cake, but it still made her feel sore.

In the past, when she saw this scene, she was given a diamond necklace worth 20 billion yuan, and a cake worth countless times. It was time to be so happy that she flew away.

But this person was able to kill all of her emotions. Now she looked at these things, except for the fact that he was just a little symbolic and gentle, her heart felt sour and nothing else was left.

There is nothing left.

When he heard the footsteps, Yan Han turned off the wall lights in the restaurant, leaving only two, and lit the candlesticks in a hazy dim manner.

Xi Quan went around the bar and took a bottle of red wine and went to sit down.

He saw the bottle of wine on the bar and asked her, "Did you drink at home again?"

"Um."

"Celebrating your birthday alone?" He swept the servants and poured wine. "You have been drinking too much lately, and you have been drinking."

"Don't worry about me."

“…”

Forget it, Xi Quan just thinks she is a great designer who needs inspiration.

Putting down the bottle, he raised his cup.

Yan Han slowly picked it up, and after the man touched it, he said in a silence: "Happy birthday."

She smiled slightly and raised her glass to drink it all.

It seems that there are very few things when the two of them have dinner at home like this. Yan Han carefully savored it. It seems that he would come back for dinner except for the half month after getting married, but there were almost no other time later.

Unexpectedly, there would be a wedding anniversary, and she smiled for no reason.

The man next to him kept his eyebrows and asked lightly: "Why are you laughing at?"

"No, we rarely eat dinner like this."

Xi Quan was silent for a moment, then said, "I will come back more when I have time in the future."

Yan Han paused slightly, thinking that you were so perfunctory, she raised her eyebrows, "What are you doing when you come back? You don't have to pay attention to sleeping alone, you're also here to come back."

Shi Quan: "…"

Yan Han: "I will not be here in the future. The company here will be watched by the director. I will stay in Paris."

Xi Quan nodded, "Then I will go back when you are there."

"Oh." She smiled lazyly and didn't take it to heart.

After she said this, she didn't speak again for a while, so Xi Quan glanced at her twice without hesitation.

Although he had little meals with her, he had eaten it. So he knew her habits. He would find topics to chat during meals, master the atmosphere just right, and would not silence the table to affect her appetite, but today she was extremely silent.

He thought it was her father's business and asked, "How is your father? I went to see it at noon. He was resting, and you were not in there either."

"You're going out for dinner. It's okay, I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

"Return to Yan House? Then go for dinner together tomorrow?"

"No, the people from the Yan family will come to pick them up. My brother will send them, but I won't go." Yan Han took a sip of red wine, "I'll go back to Paris tomorrow."

Xi Quan didn't say anything, just nodded.

Yan Han never ate much for dinner, so he quickly put down the tableware and just pinched the wine glass and sipped it lightly to look at the cake.

Soon the man next to him stopped and dragged the cake to light candles.

Yan Han looked at the eighteen numbers above and curled his lips slightly: "When I was eighteen years old, I was reading design in the United States, and I was quite carefree."

"What are your worries now?"

Yan Han smiled but said nothing. After making a wish, he blew the candle and then pinched the strawberries on it and ate it.

Xi Quan took a knife to cut it.

She asked, "Do you want to know what my wish is?"

"If it's not your husband, don't go home."

Yan Han smiled: "But haven't you killed this wish? If you have the intention, you will never get a divorce in minutes."

Xi Quan was too lazy to talk to her about anything. After putting a piece of cake for her, he sat next to her and drank sips.

Yan Han licked the cream on his lips lightly, and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

But the man next to him was thinking about work, but the ostentatious movements were all her. In a few seconds, he reached out and hugged her and pressed her to kiss her.

"Well." Yan Han pushed him, "What are you doing?"

Xi Quan answered her with his actions, kissed her a few times before carrying her upstairs.

Yan Han: "I don't want to, let me go, your wife has drunk too much."

"Why do you drink so much?"

“Good mood.”

"What do you refuse me to do?"

“…”

When Yan Han arrived on the bed, she didn't have to struggle. She became dizzy. After two drinks, she couldn't hold on now.

The man kissed her and found that she was soft and obediently lying in his arms, so he couldn't help but stop.

Looking at her pink cheeks and her blurry and intoxicating eyes.

After looking at each other for a minute, he sighed, covered himself with a quilt and turned over and got out of bed.

Yan Han smiled, turned sideways and said softly: "Why aren't you forceful?"

"I'll go back if I'm talking nonsense."

Yan Han shut up, but he didn't have the energy to get up and wash, and turned over and fell asleep.
To be continued...