Chapter 30: Forced cohabitation After Xiang Qing finished speaking, she closed her eyes and stopped talking.
Tang Fengzhe looked at her face that had been firm, and he could only sigh.
The car soon arrived at its destination, Curhan's villa.
In front of the huge luxury villa, there are already black-clothed bodyguards, and it looks like a copper wall.
"Go inside, my mission is done."
Tang Fengzhe opened the car door and watched Xiang Qing walk in step by step.
Xiang Qing walked in with heavy steps, the place that once made her nostalgic and regarded as her home was like a prison at this time.
That's it, lost your freedom Xiang Qing bit her lower lip unwillingly, looked at the surrounding walls, but still endured it.
With her ability, she couldn't escape from such a tight siege at all, and she could only escape if she saw the right time "Young grandma, you're back."
The old housekeeper, when he saw Xiang Qing's figure, couldn't help but cry excitedly, and a trace of tears appeared in his cloudy eyes.
"I" Xiang Qing lowered her head and didn't look at the old man's face, she had to leave anyway.
"You and the young master's room, I have never touched it according to the instructions of the young master, everything is the way it was before."
The butler's tone was a little expectant.
Xiang Qing came back, does it mean that the nightmare that has tormented the young master for a long time is about to disappear?
"I see."
Xiang Qing didn't react, just responded lightly, pulled his luggage, and didn't go to the master bedroom just mentioned, instead, he casually found a guest room.
It was the furthest room from the master bedroom.
"Young Grandma" "I'll live here, okay?"
Xiang Qing looked up, his eyes full of begging.
She didn't want to recall the things she had done before, just the slightest, it was a reminder of how stupid and cheap she was before.
That would make her regret the fact that she survived.
Convincing the housekeeper, Xiang Qing slowly sat down in the guest room, but there was a tired look in his eyes.
Kehan, what the hell do you want?
Even if everyone said that Kehan did those things for her, she wouldn't believe it, she couldn't believe it, and she didn't want to believe it.
After being hurt too badly, she has formed a set of risk-averse instincts, the strongest of which is to stay away from that man, and if you are farther away, it is safest not to meet again in this life.
With such and such exhaustion and worry, Xiang Qing slowly closed his eyes.
"That's what she said," said, quickly knocking over the sandbag in front of him in the underground boxing room.
Tang Fengzhe nodded.
"I see."
Ke Han threw out the boxing gloves in his hand and casually brushed his wet hair aside, not as angry as Tang Fengzhe imagined.
"So, what are you going to do" Tang Fengzhe felt a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, what is this, the calm before the storm "Her heart doesn't beat for anyone anymore, I don't believe it, she can do it before, there's no reason why I can't do it."
Ke Han wiped the beads of sweat that kept falling from his forehead, and there was no hesitation in his eyes.
"What asymptote parallels, what fate, if she thinks so, then I will destroy it all to show her, even if it is forced, I will definitely make her fall in love with me again."
Ignoring Tang Fengzhe's stunned gaze, Ke Han walked out with firm steps.
In his dark and deep eyes, there was no hesitation, only the light that he was determined to get. t1706231537: