Yan Xinxin looked at the man standing in front of her in surprise, her first instinct was to go inside and close the door.
But just as she turned around to close the door, the door was blocked by this annoying guy.
"The pure school flower Yan Xinxin, oh no, Mrs. Mo."
Xiao Yiran corrected with a roguish air, his wicked gaze wandering up and down Yan Xinxin’s body.
"If Mrs. Mo were a part of the socialite circle, I think you would undoubtedly be the top socialite of Ancheng."
He complimented her with an evil smile.
Xiao Yiran was indeed very tempted by Yan Xinxin’s beauty, temperament, and this super-standard figure.
Yan Xinxin shot him a disgusted glance, forcefully blocking the door.
"That’s a good question."
"You should know very well that your husband and I are arch-enemies. He sent people to participate in the jewelry design competition, so of course, I’m here to sabotage."
"I think you must be sick and need medication!"
Yan Xinxin retorted angrily.
"How can someone like you have a younger brother like Xiao Yize with such excellent character."
"Haha! You mean Ah Ze? That silly boy!"
Xiao Yiran laughed, suddenly using force to push the door open. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveI[F]ire.net
Caught off guard, Yan Xinxin stumbled back two steps, her back hitting the cabinet.
Seeing this, Xiao Yiran immediately took advantage of the situation, kicking the door shut.
"Xiao Yiran, what do you want to do? Get out immediately, or I’ll call the police!"
Realizing the situation was not right, Yan Xinxin warned him while turning to grab her phone.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Yiran suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist forcefully.
"Xiao Yiran, let go! Let go!"
Yan Xinxin struggled, kicking him at the same time.
But the disparity in strength between men and women was too great. No matter how Yan Xinxin struggled, it was futile, and instead, she was dragged into the room by Xiao Yiran.
"Xiao Yiran, you pervert! Let me go! Ah—"
Suddenly, everything spun, and Yan Xinxin was thrown onto the bed, her forehead accidentally hitting the headboard with a "bang".
Yan Xinxin suddenly felt a blackout before her eyes, but at the same time, it was as if some scene in her head had been triggered.
"Little Qianyuan, do you want to always follow Brother Xi?"
"Mm-hmm, I want to marry Brother Xi, to follow Brother Xi for a lifetime, Mua~"
The girl stood on tiptoe and kissed the boy’s face.
That vivid scene made Yan Xinxin’s heart skip a beat, her eyes turning red, and her small mouth murmuring incessantly.
"Brother Xi, Brother Xi..."
She struggled to get up, looking around blankly, her pupils unfocused, as if searching for something.
"Brother Xi, Yuan is here, where are you? Brother Xi..."
"Yan Xinxin, listen, I’ve been fighting with your husband for so many years, and I’ve never beaten him once, but if I sleep with you just once now, I’ll have won all the rounds I lost before!"
Xiao Yiran’s vulgar voice came from behind Yan Xinxin.
She furrowed her brows tightly, holding her head in pain.
"Brother Xi, help me, Yuan is going to fall, don’t fall, I don’t want to leave Brother Xi, Daddy, Mommy, Brother... help me! Brother Xi!"
Just as Xiao Yiran was about to pounce on Yan Xinxin, he was surprised to hear her painful low growl.
She was holding her head, curled up in bed in pain, looking so shocking and pitiable.
For a moment, Xiao Yiran was in a daze, but when he saw Yan Xinxin’s graceful and gentle brows and the beautiful figure under the white dress, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and he took off his jacket, lunging at Yan Xinxin fiercely!