Seeing the man who called her name, Yan Xinxin instantly felt nauseous and wanted to throw up.
She wondered if the baby in her stomach was protesting too.
"Honey, do you know this little b*tch?"
The woman with red lips exclaimed in surprise, but her hands held tightly onto Xiao Yiran’s arm.
Xiao Yiran frowned upon hearing this.
"Are you tired of living? How dare you call her a little b*tch?"
He responded coldly with dissatisfaction, suddenly shaking off the red-lipped woman’s octopus-like hands.
The woman cried out, and due to wearing high heels, she staggered backward and bumped into the table when Xiao Yiran tossed her aside.
She held her waist in pain, whining coquettishly. Get full chapters from N()velFire.net
"Young Master Xiao! You hurt me!"
"Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me!"
The red-lipped woman was dumbfounded. Xiao Yiran hadn’t acted when they were in bed!
Yet she watched as Xiao Yiran curved his lips into a smile and walked toward Yan Xinxin.
"Xinxin, my darling, we meet again."
"...Young Master Xiao, what did you just call her? Darling? What darling!"
The red-lipped woman screamed again, and the surrounding customers and waitstaff began to gather around.
"What I call her is none of your business. I, Young Master Xiao, am officially dumping you now. Don’t even think about going to that jewelry exhibition gala with me. Get lost right now!"
The red-lipped woman was truly panicked now, her face pale as a sheet.
She had been plotting to latch onto someone like Xiao Yiran, use him to infiltrate high-society banquets, and seduce more powerful, wealthy men.
But now? Everything was ruined!
It was all the fault of this wretched woman named Yan Xinxin!
Yan Xinxin looked at this man and felt nothing but disgust and nausea. She just wanted to pay the bill and leave, but Xiao Yiran leaned in closer.
"Xinxin, my darling, it’s been a week since I last saw you, and you’ve grown even more beautiful."
"Xinxin, who is this man? Why is he calling you that?"
Yang Guoping asked, his face full of confusion.
"He’s just a lunatic. Dad, don’t pay him any attention."
Yan Xinxin shot Xiao Yiran a look of disdain.
"Damn! You little b*tch actually called Young Master Xiao a lunatic! Are you tired of living!"
The red-lipped woman jumped forward in rage, as if trying to defend Xiao Yiran.
"Young Master Xiao, look at how ungrateful she is, she..."
"The one who’s tired of living is you! Xinxin can call me a lunatic if she likes; it’s none of your business. The one who needs to get lost is you, and don’t ever let me see your plastic face again!"
The red-lipped woman instantly turned ashen. "Young Master Xiao..."
Yan Xinxin genuinely thought Xiao Yiran must have a screw loose.
She pulled out 1200 yuan and placed it on the counter.
Xiao Yiran grinned roguishly and stepped forward to block Yan Xinxin.
"Xinxin darling, your foot is injured? Where are you heading? Let me take you."
"Xiao Yiran, please stay away from me! I’m not your darling!"
Yan Xinxin exploded in anger, suddenly raising her left hand.
"See this? I already have a fiancé! Stop pestering me!"
"Xinxin darling, I, Young Master Xiao, genuinely adore women like you. Even if you have a fiancé, I’m still going to have you!"
Xiao Yiran chuckled mischievously, leaning closer to Yan Xinxin.
"Don’t you remember? Competing with that Mo family Young Master over things is one of my favorite hobbies. Competing for you makes it all the more thrilling this time."
Yan Xinxin pressed her pink lips tightly together, glaring at him with disgust, before suddenly breaking into a radiant smile.
"Fine, didn’t you say you wanted to take me somewhere? Then please, Young Master Xiao, take me to meet my fiancé right now. Can you do that?"
"My dear wife, why go to such trouble finding someone to escort you? As your husband, I’d be delighted to personally deliver myself right to your door."