After having supper with Fang Xiaoyou, she tried hard to instruct Fang Xiaoyou. Although she knew that Fang Xiaoyou could not listen to her words, Yan Xiaohuan felt that she had fulfilled her responsibility to be friends, and she felt that she was worthy of being anyone. So after returning home, she was not as depressed as she had just met Fang Xiaoyou.

After taking a shower, Yan Xiaohuan found a movie and watched it while waiting for Shang Junze to come back.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m too nervous recently, but I just saw the movie halfway through Yan Xiaohuan, and fell asleep on the sofa.

With heavy steps, Shang Junze rubbed his painful neck. When he walked into the house, he found Yan Xiaohuan's computer on the living room coffee table. The photo of her computer screen was already screensavered. Then he looked at Yan Xiaohuan who was sleeping peacefully on the sofa. His heart suddenly became soft. The fatigue that had been busy all day outside seemed to have disappeared for a short time.

He exhaled gently and walked towards Yan Xiaohuan with his hands and feet.

Shang Junze, who walked to the sofa, followed the light reflected from the computer screen, and looked at Yan Xiaohuan with a gentle expression. Looking at Yan Xiaohuan's sleeping look, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gently depicted Yan Xiaohuan's outline.

I don’t know if I felt Shang Junze’s touch or the breath of Shang Junze, Yan Xiaohuan slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Shang Junze sleepyly, and then rubbed her eyes. Her voice was hoarse as she had just woken up. Are you back?

Well, Shang Junze responded softly. When Yan Xiaohuan sat up from the sofa, he sat down beside her, and reached out to hug Yan Xiaohuan into his arms. His chin was pressed against her head and said: I woke you up?

No. She found the most appropriate position in Shang Junze's arms, and Yan Xiaohuan hugged his waist. The two hugged each other quietly. Yan Xiaohuan also smelled the fragrance of wine coming from him. Her brows frowned gently and said: Did you drive back?

Well, Shang Junze responded softly.

He sat up from Shang Junze's arms and looked at Shang Junze dissatisfiedly. Yan Xiaohuan scolded him and said: Are you still driving after drinking?

Feeling Yan Xiaohuan's concern for him, Shang Junze laughed softly, not wanting Yan Xiaohuan to worry about something that doesn't exist. He said: No, I actually didn't drink tonight.

Then why are you smelling drunk? Yan Xiaohuan said in confusion.

After holding Yan Xiaohuan back into his arms again, Shang Junze sighed softly and said: This matter is a long story.

Yan Xiaohuan, who was comfortably nestled in Shang Junze's arms again, said: Then you can tell a long story.

After hearing Yan Xiaohuan's words, Shang Junze smiled muffled, and reached out to pinch her nose, saying: The matter is related to Su Wenxuan. He was in a bad mood today. He ran to the bar and got drunk. Then he tried his best to call me and asked me to drink with him.

Knowing that Shang Junze's late return was related to Su Wenxuan, Yan Xiaohuan got up from Shang Junze's arms again, and the sleepy insects on her body ran away in that short moment.

Shang Junze, who was stared at by Yan Xiaohuan, looked surprised and said: What's wrong?

Yan Xiaohuan, who came to her senses, grabbed her hair, sighed softly, and said: I think I probably know what happened.

Ah? Shang Junze was even more surprised. He joked: Do you still know how to calculate something you don’t know? Then if you are unemployed in the future, won’t you be able to set up a stall under the overpass to tell fortunes and deceive ignorant boys?

Yan Xiaohuan, who was already feeling a little affected, laughed when she heard Shang Junze's words. She smiled and said to Shang Junze: That's right, I'll go to the fortune teller under the overpass to make money to support you!

OK OK! Shang Junze nodded with a smile, and gently kissed Yan Xiaohuan's lips, saying: With you supporting me, I will never have to worry about starving to death again.

He smiled and glared at Shang Junze, Yan Xiaohuan said: Okay, let me tell you serious.

Shang Junze, who wanted to know where Yan Xiaohuan knew about Su Wenxuan's affairs, no longer teased him. He looked at Yan Xiaohuan seriously and said: OK, you say, I'll listen carefully.

Didn’t I go to the hospital to see my sister during the day? Yan Xiaohuan said: When I arrived at the hospital, I found that Chen Shali was also there.

Hearing Chen Shali's name, Shang Junze's brow frowned like a reflex. He seemed to be worried that Yan Xiaohuan would be hurt. He looked at Yan Xiaohuan carefully and said: What did she do to you, right?

Although she felt that Shang Junze's reaction was a bit exaggerated at this moment, Yan Xiaohuan knew that he would behave like this entirely because he cared about him. So she showed a sweet smile on her face and said: Oh, your wife is not a fool, and she wouldn't run to the person she doesn't like stupidly, okay?

Knowing that Yan Xiaohuan was not hurt, Shang Junze was obviously relieved. However, he, who had always been arrogant, did not seem to want Yan Xiaohuan to tease himself because of this matter. He said: OK, you can continue to talk.

If it were before, Yan Xiaohuan would have been able to make fun of Shang Junze, but because there was something important to tell Shang Junze, she decided to let Shang Junze go temporarily and said: Chen Shali was in Yan Yuqi's ward, of course I wouldn't run to her stupidly and listen to her sarcasm! So I was wandering around in the hospital. Later, I met Su Wenxuan and Shen Shuyu and accidentally heard the conversation between them.

Shang Junze nodded, played with Yan Xiaohuan's hair with his fingers and said: What have you heard?

Hearing Shen Shuyu tell Su Wenxuan how much she loves her boyfriend, and when he hears Shen Shuyu say that no matter what her boyfriend does, she will forgive him. Yan Xiaohuan paused for a moment, grabbed Shang Junze's hand that had already crawled on her collarbone, clasped him with ten fingers, and then said: You haven't seen Su Wenxuan's expression at that time. Although he kept forcing his face to laugh, I think he laughed even worse than crying. If there were no outsiders present at that time, he might have cried.
Chapter completed!