It takes nearly an hour to get from Jiang Lai's new "home" to Shen Hean's place. Jiang Lai is actually very tired and doesn't want to take the car at all.

But she dared not speak out. Although Shen He'an didn't say anything, Jiang Lai always felt that Shen He'an was definitely not as calm as he seemed. She was afraid that if she said more, she would be beaten in the back seat, so she simply closed her mouth, squinted her eyes, and leaned against the car window to rest.

After returning home, Chen Hean made her a hangover soup and helped her take a bath. The process was as gentle and considerate as usual, and he even put a little yellow duck in the bathtub for her. Jiang Lai couldn't believe that what happened tonight was just lightly revealed. Even when she lay on the bed, she still felt a little unreal.

But Chen Hean really didn't say anything, even the kiss on her lips before going to bed was as light as a feather. Chen Hean didn't stick out his tongue, just simply pressed his lips against hers, like an animal licking without any lust, only comfort and tenderness.

The dim light at dusk blurred the outline of Shen He'an's face. Jiang Lai couldn't see the expression on his face. She only heard him gently call her "good girl" and said good night to her.

Jiang Lai replied "good night" hesitantly. After she finished speaking, she felt her lips were a little dry.

She licked her lips subconsciously and found that her lips were a little stinging. She remembered that her lips were a little broken because of the fierce biting tonight. A wound that was so small that it couldn't be found without careful feeling fell on her lips, reminding her that Shen He'an was out of control and abnormal tonight.

This abnormality was even more strange compared to his usual state at the moment.

Jiang Lai always felt that her heart was hairy, as if there was an unspeakable sense of insecurity. She subconsciously looked for Shen He'an with her eyes, but he seemed to be unaware of her emotions and had already turned sideways to turn off the bedside lamp.

The bedroom returned to darkness. Jiang Lai clutched the quilt tightly, and after a moment, she looked for Shen He'an's arm insecurely. She hugged Shen He'an's arm and leaned her head on his shoulder. Shen Hean did not move, and let her lean on him, but he did not pat her head gently as usual.

Jiang Lai inexplicably felt a little blocked in her heart, and she felt uncomfortable inexplicably. But she was really tired from tossing and turning tonight, and soon fell asleep leaning on Shen Hean's arm.

What she didn't know was that Shen Hean opened his eyes when she made a shallow snoring sound like a piglet. He did not move, because his arm was still in her hand, and he was afraid that if he moved, he would wake up the piglet in his arms.

Jiang Lai was exhausted tonight, he knew it. In fact, he should not have insisted on going home tonight. After all, an hour's drive was not short, and Jiang Lai had just drunk alcohol and was prone to motion sickness. Although Jiang Lai did not get motion sickness in the end, she became visibly listless, and her mental state was rare and decadent.

Shen Hean did not say it, but he was actually a little distressed in his heart. He knew that this little bastard deserved it, but he couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

He should have done something tonight, like before, to teach Jiang Lai a lesson and stop her from running around, but he was unusually at a loss.

Of course he could punish Jiang Lai, he knew she would be scared, just like the expression she had when she saw him opening the door today. But then what? Shen Hean knew that Jiang Lai was the best at pretending to obey but actually disobeying. Would she compromise on the surface but actually start planning to leave in her heart?

Did he make her hate him? Was the way he chose wrong? Shen Hean calmly reflected on himself in the sound of Jiang Lai's shallow, defenseless breathing.

He had never hurt Jiang Lai, he just wanted Jiang Lai to be well, just like the earnest expectations that elders have for their own children; he just wanted Jiang Lai to rely on him and wanted to play a more important role in her life. Did he do something wrong?

What should he do to make Jiang Lai love him forever, and have only him forever?

Jiang Lai woke up in the middle of the night because of a dry mouth. Every time she went to bed after drinking, she always felt dry mouth. She habitually stretched her hand out of the quilt and looked at the bedside table, but she didn't touch the thermos cup.

In the past, Shen He'an would always help her fill the thermos cup with warm water before going to bed, and then put it on the bedside table next to her, so that she could reach out and get it when she wanted to drink water in the middle of the night.

Jiang Lai sat up and swept her hand over the bedside table again, and finally confirmed that her thermos cup was indeed not on the bedside table.

Jiang Lai licked her lips again. The slight tingling sensation made her much more awake and even more thirsty. Jiang Lai glanced at the person next to her. She could hardly see in the dark, but she could feel that Shen He'an was breathing evenly, and he was probably asleep.

Jiang Lai thought that she had been tossing and turning enough tonight, so she didn't wake Shen He'an up again. She just lifted the quilt and got out of bed quietly, preparing to go to the living room to get some water to drink.

Jiang Lai came to the living room barefoot. The water in the kettle was cold. She was too lazy to boil water, so she poured a little water into her cup and tried to make do with it. The cold liquid slid into her stomach, chilling Jiang Lai. Her mind seemed to be suddenly clear. Jiang Lai suddenly remembered one thing -

how did Shen Hean know where she was?

In the past, when she went to the bar to catch people, she either gave him the location address, or the bar was frequented by those people, so he could find people without saying anything. But today, she didn't tell Shen Hean anything, and didn't even reply to Shen Hean's message. How did he know where she was?

Jiang Lai didn't want Shen Hean to know that she bought a house, so when she bought the house, she didn't use the card that Shen Hean gave her, but her own card - when she was at Jiang's house, her mother would give her money. Jiang Lai didn't have the habit of buying luxury goods. When she left Jiang's house, there were still hundreds of thousands of yuan in the card.

In addition, Shen He'an often transferred money to her later, and the money was transferred to her Alipay account. She then deposited the money into this card. She used this card when buying a house, so Shen He'an should not know about it.

Jiang Lai was thinking intently, and suddenly there was a hurried sound of footsteps behind her. Jiang Lai was startled, and the ceramic cup in her hand was not held firmly, and fell to the ground with a clang.

Jiang Lai squatted down to pick up the fragments as if she had lost her soul, and heard Shen He'an yelled in a low voice, "Don't move."

Jiang Lai was stunned in place, and Shen He'an walked over quickly, put his hands on her waist, and lifted her up with a force, and placed her steadily on the kitchen island.

"Is it damaged?" Shen He'an asked her in a low voice, while gently holding her ankle to check, and made sure that there was no wound on her leg before putting her down.

Jiang Lai glanced at Shen He'an's face. His expression was calm as usual, and he didn't look aggressive, but very gentle.

Jiang Lai looked at the broken ceramic cup on the ground, feeling a little flustered for some reason. She and Shen He'an had made this ceramic cup together at a DIY pottery shop. They made it based on the classic piggy couple cup, but it didn't look very good after firing. The piggy, which was supposed to be light pink, was fired into vermilion.

But Jiang Lai felt that it was very memorable. After all, it was rare to see Shen He'an's hands covered in mud. So she didn't dislike it. She even fell in love with drinking water at first because of this ceramic cup, and she even forced Shen He'an to use this ugly cup with her.

Now the cup was accidentally broken by her. Jiang Lai looked at the broken pieces on the ground with a dazed look on her face. She always felt that these pieces were foreshadowing something.

She heard Shen He'an asking her why she came to the kitchen in the middle of the night. Jiang Lai's voice was still a little hoarse. She whispered that she was thirsty, and then murmured as if she was talking in her sleep: "The cup is broken, what should I do..."

Perhaps she looked too absent-minded, Shen Hean could not bear it, he sighed softly, and whispered to comfort her: "It's broken, so let's make another one together next time."

Jiang Lai did not say anything, her mood was visibly low.

"Okay." Shen Hean gently touched her head: "It's just a cup..."

"What do you mean it's just a cup--" Jiang Lai raised her voice, her emotions suddenly collapsed in such a light sentence from Shen Hean.

Before Shen Hean could react, she saw Jiang Lai frantically pushing his arm to try to hug her, her eyes were redder than the emotion, so red that it seemed to bleed.

Shen Hean frowned slightly, he was about to call Jiang Lai, Jiang Lai had already raised her neck, looking at him with hateful eyes, as if he was her enemy.

Shen Hean's heart suddenly heated up and shrank. He heard Jiang Lai tell him in a hateful tone--"

Do you know, Shen Hean, I really hate you."