An Jinyan was a little excited, so he didn't notice Qiao Shen's expression at all.

She didn't even want to face him at all: "If you came to humiliate me on purpose because of what happened that day, then your purpose has been achieved, so can you go out?"

"Shame?" Qiao Shen stood up, walked behind her, and pulled her body over with just one hand, "Do you think this is humiliation?"

Looking at the disdain and ridicule in his eyes, An Jinyan knew that for Qiao Shen, this was not enough.

But now, she is really not in the mood to deal with him.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the anger on Qiao Shen's face became more obvious, and suddenly he took the ring from her hand, and then stepped back: "You are really affectionate to him, after so many years, still Keep the love thing."

An Jinyan's heart sank, the blood in his whole body seemed to be rushing to the top of his head, and he immediately reached out to grab it: "Give it back to me!"

Qiao Shen dodged to the side, and then threw the ring from the open glass door to the flowers below: "It's so precious, let's take your time to find it."

Joe Shen!

An Jinyan gritted his teeth angrily, this man is indeed extremely bad!

Although she didn't want to get the ring back because she was reluctant, it was too much to do it even though she knew she cared.

Seeing her glaring angrily, Qiao Shen turned around and went out quite contentedly.

An Jinyan looked down from the balcony, the roses below were blooming even more, red as blood.

The land had just been turned over, and the ring had fallen, so it was estimated that it could not be found.

She didn't want to look for it anymore. Some things, maybe because they kept it, couldn't give up.

It's okay to lose it, no worries.

When he was about to leave the balcony, An Jinyan saw Qiao Shen's Aston Martin driving out of the garage and parked beside Qiao Shen who was walking into the courtyard. Qiao Shen opened the door and sat on it.

Speaking of which, there are many cars in Qiao Shen's garage, but it seems that he has never driven them by himself.

The car drove out slowly, and Qiao Shen saw An Jinyan leaving the balcony in the rearview mirror, with a sad face on his face.

"Going to the hospital?" Han Lin asked softly.

"No." Qiao Shen leaned back, his nerves slowly relaxed, but his hand seemed to hurt more.

Han Lin looked at him sideways: "Has the young lady found it?"

Joe closed his eyes deeply, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or disappointed in his tone: "No."

Han Lin sighed: "Actually, you should tell the young lady directly."

"Tell her what to do, win her sympathy, she doesn't even remember." Qiao Shen's voice was so low that only he could hear the last sentence.

Han Lin couldn't help sighing inwardly. He really wanted to save face and suffer, and he was the only one who suffered the pain.

Although he didn't go to the hospital, Han Lin helped him contact his personal doctor, Mu Luo.

Seeing that his hands were all swollen, Mu Luo shook his head and sighed, then asked Han Lin to bring the scissors over.

The sleeves of Qiao Shen's shirt were cut open by scissors, and Han Lin saw that not only his hand, but his entire arm was swollen, and he frowned: "This..."

"I've said it for a long time, it's not okay for you to be so messy all the time. If you don't cooperate with the treatment, you really don't want your hands." Mu Luo's tone became a little heavier.

However, Qiao Shen still looked disapproving: "What's the point? It's not the same over the years. Next time you ask that Chinese doctor to give me a good needle, it won't be like this."

Mu Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I said, Qiao Daqingsheng, do you really want to lose your hand in order to get angry with a woman?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it has nothing to do with her, that woman is not worth my anger." Qiao Shen looked down at his hand, thinking of An Jinyan's pale face just now, he was inexplicably irritable, and turned to Han Lin and said, "Go home. Call and ask An Jinyan to prepare dinner for me, she can only do it herself, no one is allowed to help."

Han Lin coughed lightly. Although he didn't know what they had just experienced, he could roughly guess what Qiao Shen was thinking, and replied, "Okay, I'll fight."

When An Jinyan heard the maid come to tell her, she was still in a daze alone in the room. She sneered when she heard what the maid conveyed. Even if he was not at home, he still couldn't make her clean. That's how he likes to torture her. .

However, An Jinyan really likes to cook. Probably only at this time can she concentrate and feel better.

Qiao Shen also came back very early, changed into linen-colored home clothes, and leaned against the glazed table with his hands in his pockets, like a supervisor: "You change the plate for that fish, I don't like the pattern on it."

An Jinyan immediately rolled his eyes at him: "Master Qiao, do you want to eat fish or plate?"

Does it matter what pattern is on it?

"It will affect my appetite." Qiao Shen said seriously, "Also, you will change your apron in the future, this color will pollute my eyes."