After the divorce, the crazy CEO knocked on his ex-wife's door every night.

Because I didn't get enough sleep in Hucheng last night, coupled with all the things that happened today, I feel extremely tired now.

Realizing that she probably wouldn't be able to fall asleep anytime soon, Shen Xuan simply closed her eyes, hoping to drift off to sleep as quickly as possible and temporarily escape the troubles and worries of the real world.

However, after only one night, when the first rays of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the curtains and shone into the room at dawn the next day, a strong and uncomfortable sense of unease spread from deep within the nasal cavity.

After gently pressing the back of my nose with the back of my hand to feel it, I clearly found that the cold symptoms were caused by insufficient rest last night.

Considering that it was still unclear whether Li Siyuan had already left the residence, Shen Xuan had no choice but to temporarily put aside the idea of ​​dressing properly. She simply grabbed the coat she was wearing earlier and casually draped it over her shoulders. Barefoot, she peered out the door, hoping to observe the situation outside.

The moment the door opened, Shen Xuan was met with his muscular chest. She was startled for a moment, then looked up at his cold and stern face.

His face seemed even colder than usual, and his eyes were deep and unfathomable.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, Shen Xuan opened it, and his movement froze in mid-air, as if time had stood still.

He seemed surprised to meet her at this time, and his expression underwent a subtle change.

The two unconsciously exchanged a glance, and an invisible tension seemed to be palpable in the air.

Shen Xuan's eyes revealed a hint of disgust and wariness. She quickly turned around, wanting to close the door and avoid this sudden scene.

But he suddenly reached out and forcefully pushed against the door frame, his palm pressed tightly against the door.

The difference in strength was obvious; no matter what she did, she couldn't push the door open and shut him out again.

"You slept here last night?"

He frowned, his gaze sweeping over the cramped room and its sparse furnishings, which consisted of only a narrow bed and a large wardrobe.

Two men's coats were casually draped over the bed, and nothing else was there.

The atmosphere in the room made one feel somewhat cold and lonely.

Shen Xuan hugged her arms tightly, as if that would bring her some warmth.

Her eyes were full of disdain and distance. "Are you sober yet? If you are, hurry up and leave."

Although her tone was cold, her voice trembled slightly, clearly indicating that she was not as calm as she appeared.

He instinctively reached out and grabbed her wrist, the force from his fingers making her tremble slightly.

"Shen Xuan, you'd rather freeze in this place than come here? Do you think I'm that unacceptable?"

His words carried a hint of helplessness and resentment as he gazed at her with a complex expression.

She responded with a cold smile: "We're not as close as you say, and it's impossible for us to be as intimate as you imagine."

The smile on his lips looked somewhat pale and forced, as if he was trying to hide his inner unease.

Do you really want me to continue treating you like that?

His tone suddenly turned serious, as if he were pressing her for her true thoughts.

She was speechless for a moment, unsure how to answer, "You..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the doorbell ringing downstairs.

The sudden sound broke the awkward atmosphere in the room and sent a chill down her spine, as if something was about to happen.

Just then, the doorbell rang urgently downstairs several times. "So early in the morning, let me see who's looking for you!"

He released her wrist, his expression turning somewhat puzzled. He turned to go downstairs and open the door, seemingly wanting to see who had disturbed them so early.

Shen Xuan hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him, her hands gripping his arms, her face showing a mixture of anxiety and pleading. "Li Siyuan, please spare me, okay?"

Her voice was filled with pleading, as if she genuinely hoped he would let her go this time.

"Your attitude just now really upset me. How are you going to make it up to me?"

He turned around, gently lifted her chin, squinted and carefully examined her, as if trying to find a clue in her eyes.

"You're only making people dislike you, you know that?"

Shen Xuan looked up at him with a hint of anger, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

This is not just anger, but more of an inexplicable disappointment and confusion.

His hands suddenly stiffened as he recalled her views and attitudes towards him.

At that moment, my heart softened involuntarily.

He swallowed back the words of reprimand he had intended to say, and as he released his hand, he gently placed it on her shoulder, tenderly pulling her into his embrace.

Shen Xuan did not resist, quietly leaning against his chest. The close proximity made everything seem exceptionally real.

She could even feel the pounding of his heart from his chest; that strong yet somewhat fragile heartbeat gave her a strange sense of security.

Although she was still puzzled by what happened yesterday, she could vaguely sense that he seemed to be hiding something important in his heart that he hadn't said.

Is it because something happened when he was celebrating Weiwei's birthday yesterday that he acted so strangely?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look up into his eyes again, trying to find the answer there.

However, the moment their eyes met, an inexplicable impulse made her shrink back slightly, and she subconsciously wanted to break free from this overly intimate relationship.

The simple act of looking away was enough to draw his attention to the not-yet-fully-healed wound on the corner of her mouth.

Upon seeing this mark, a faint sense of guilt immediately flashed in his eyes.

Then, he slowly extended his finger and gently touched the injured area, his fingertip carefully stroking around the wound, as if trying to convey some kind of apology and concern through this subtle action.

Throughout the process, he closed his eyes, seemingly trying to feel the temperature emanating from the other person's skin.

Faced with such gentle and considerate yet slightly unpleasant behavior, Shen Xuan couldn't help but lower her head with some aversion, trying her best to avoid further eye contact with him.

Just then, a sudden cell phone ringtone broke the subtle and tense atmosphere in the room.

Shen Xuan subconsciously looked down at the screen in her pocket, where a familiar string of numbers was displayed—it was a call from home.

Just as she was about to answer the phone, she found that the man standing in front of her was staring at her with an unquestionable gaze, making what should have been a simple action extremely difficult.

To avoid this awkward situation, she turned around and decided to leave the room first before dealing with it.

No sooner had she taken a step than her right arm was suddenly grabbed, the powerful force pulling her back to where she was.