Chapter 16 Mr. Shen, your skills are too poor!

The rain pattered outside the window. Song Jinshu painfully climbed onto the other man's waist, his nails digging into the man's skin. Shen Yan showed no restraint at all, venting all his emotions as if with emotion...

The sun rose, and the first ray of sunlight in the early morning shone through the glass window onto their faces.

The sleeping Shen Yan frowned and subconsciously raised his left hand to cover his eyes.

He turned sideways while half asleep, and the weight on his right hand made him suddenly open his eyes, his pupils dilated, and he stared blankly at the woman lying in his arms, feeling terrified in his heart.

Why was Song Jinshu lying in his arms?

The woman in her arms seemed to feel the dazzling sunlight, and she murmured, raised her arms and hugged Shen Yan's waist tightly, burying her whole body in this warm embrace.

Her inadvertent actions made Shen Yan tense up, and many blushing scenes suddenly appeared in his mind.

Those moist and hazy eyes, red lips, and that dazzling white skin...

This made Shen Yan instinctively hug the woman in his arms tightly, but he suddenly lost strength in the next second.

No, they shouldn't be like this!

Suddenly, he realized that the two of them seemed to be skin to skin at the moment, and Shen Yan reacted instantly to the soft, warm and delicate skin.

The originally clear eyes were a little distracted, mixed with a different kind of emotion.

There were ripples in his calm heart. He wanted to get up quickly, but he was afraid of waking up Song Jinshu, lest the atmosphere become more awkward.

He carefully pulled out his numb arm, and before he could stretch his body, he met a pair of big confused eyes.

As soon as Song Jinshu opened his eyes, he saw Shen Yanzheng's naked upper body, staring at her with the same fiery eyes as last night. She instantly remembered everything that happened last night, and when she understood, she couldn't help but blush.

The soreness in his body made Song Jinshu's expression become shy.

But Shen Yan was convinced that everything that happened last night was carefully planned by Song Jinshu.

He casually picked up the nightgown hanging aside and put it on directly, and tied the belt in an orderly manner, but his tone was extremely harsh, "Song Jinshu, I really underestimated you!"

"I didn't expect that your methods would be so despicable, and that you would come up with such a disgusting idea of drugging me."

"It seems that you were just playing hard to get when you filed for divorce from me, right? Why, do you really want to confirm your identity as Mrs. Shen?"

Song Jinshu's face turned pale as he spoke one sentence after another.

She didn't expect that she would be so unbearable in Shen Yan's heart. It seemed that all she had done for so many years was just greed for the power of the Shen family.

She really wanted to tell Shen Yan that it was not her fault, but she also knew that once she opened her mouth to explain, she would definitely bring out her grandma.

She knew that grandma was doing all this for her own good, hoping to promote their relationship as a couple, but she just used the wrong method.

Because of her grandma, Song Jinshu could only choose to remain silent.

Seeing her silence, Shen Yan's inner restlessness turned into nameless anger, "I'm warning you, never think about something that doesn't belong to you!"

Song Jinshu only felt heartbroken and aggrieved. What made her even more sad was that the person she loved always speculated on her with the most vicious thoughts.

Song Jinshu wrapped the quilt tightly around him and glanced at Shen Yan expressionlessly, "Don't worry, Mr. Shen, I don't need to hold you responsible. I'll just treat it like a pig!"

When Shen Yan heard Song Jinshu comparing him to a pig, he was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment. He was so angry that he couldn't help but speak, "It seems that this is not the first time that Miss Song has faced such a scene. She has rich experience!"

Hearing this, Song Jinshu couldn't help it no matter how good-tempered she was. She sneered, "Humph, Mr. Shen's skills are really bad, otherwise I should give you some tips!"

Shen Yan's face turned dark instantly. He grabbed Song Jinshu's chin, leaned over her ear, and said in a gloomy voice, "Song Jinshu, you'd better not anger me, otherwise you can't afford the consequences."

"You have to be lucky that you are here at the old house today. If it weren't for grandma, hehe~"

After saying that, he stood up and looked coldly at the mark he had just left on her jaw. He took the handkerchief on the side and wiped his left hand carefully, as if he had just touched something dirty. Then he threw it directly on the ground and turned around to change it. He just put on his clothes and left immediately.

Song Jinshu was left alone in the huge room feeling sad.

She lay back directly, pulled the quilt over her face, and soon her suppressed and painful cries came from the quilt.

She knew that in Shen Yan's heart, there was no longer any difference between her and that kind of unorthodox woman.

She was even imagining that if she had fallen in love with someone else instead of Shen Yan, would she be happier now?

After Song Jinshu vented for a while, she pulled off the quilt, revealing a flushed face. She wiped away the tears on her face. She sat up and looked at the clothes scattered on the ground, feeling extremely depressed.

She simply got up and went to the bathroom. When taking a shower, she scrubbed every inch of her body very hard, as if as long as she washed it clean, nothing would have happened.

This wash took more than an hour...

And Shen Yan, who left angrily, recalled the scene when he left uncontrollably in his mind while driving to the company.

The dazzling red color on the bed sheets constantly impacted the brain nerves. It turned out that this was her first time, but he was sarcastic about her, saying that she had rich experience...

For a moment, I felt mixed.

Now that he had a relationship with Song Jinshu inexplicably, how should he face Su Yuemeng?

Just at this time, Su Yuemeng called again. He glanced at the driver in front of him, and the driver immediately had the vision to raise the partition in the car.

Shen Yan finally answered the call, "Yue Meng, what's wrong?"

"Is this this afternoon? Okay, I'll pick you up after I finish my work in the morning!"

Facing Su Yuemeng's voice, Shen Yan was a little panicked at first, but he quickly returned to his previous state, and his whole body was calm and collected.

He would never refuse Su Yuemeng's request.

After Song Jinshu took a shower, he changed his clothes and stood in front of the mirror with a complicated expression.

I saw several small red marks on her neck and a slight pain on her lips.

There was no other way. In order to cover up these marks, she could only take out another silk scarf and wrap it around her neck.

After walking out of the bathroom, she looked at the messy room and clenched her fists. This was the most humiliating thing she had ever experienced.

But she could only bear all this silently. She found a bag, stuffed all the scattered clothes and sheets into it, and then made the bed.

She carried the bag and walked out, and saw a worried grandma in front of her.

As soon as grandma saw her, she wanted to come over and pull her, but she stretched out her hand and put it down again, as if she didn't dare.

Song Jinshu instantly understood that it was Shen Yan who left angrily and let grandma know.