"Brother, what do you want now?"
Xiao Yize felt helpless and decisively refused on behalf of Yan Xinxin.
"Xinxin won’t drink what you give her."
"Ah Ze, I’m here to sincerely apologize to Mrs. Mo."
Xiao Yiran appeared both aggrieved and serious.
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"Just like my mentor said, I won’t drink your stuff, and I don’t want your apology either."
Yan Xinxin gave Xiao Yiran a cold glance, then turned around.
"Yan Xinxin, wait a minute!"
Xiao Yiran suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Yan Xinxin’s slender arm. Yan Xinxin felt a sharp pain in her arm, ready to shake it off, when Xiao Yize quickly intervened and pulled Xiao Yiran away.
"Brother, don’t go too far."
He criticized, his usually gentle face now showing a severe anger.
"Xinxin is already married to Chuxi. She is now Chuxi’s woman. Please show some respect, both to her and to yourself!"
"Ah Ze, what are you saying? I’m your biological brother!"
Xiao Yiran expressed his dissatisfaction.
"I’m sincerely here to apologize, are you trying to undermine me?"
"I just don’t want your trip to be a one-way journey."
"If you anger Chuxi, no one can protect you."
Xiao Yize’s warning made Xiao Yiran pause slightly.
"Xinxin, let’s go over there."
Yan Xinxin nodded in response, not wanting to see Xiao Yiran, the womanizer, at all.
It’s not just his behavior that makes her nauseous, even his appearance is very annoying.
As she watched Yan Xinxin’s graceful figure walk away, Xiao Yiran lifted his right hand, glanced at his palm, and then curled his lips into a wicked smile.
"Yan Xinxin, let’s see if you can hold on later tonight and find out this young master’s prowess!"
After leaving the inner hall, Yan Xinxin followed Xiao Yize to the dinner table.
But she hadn’t eaten much, and she felt particularly hot.
It indeed was summer, but the air conditioning was on, so she shouldn’t feel so hot and bothered.
Not only that, but she also felt parched, her face flushed and ears burned.
"Xinxin, are you feeling unwell?"
Xiao Yize noticed something was wrong.
Yan Xinxin’s originally fair and glowing face was now unusually red.
"I, I feel something’s not right."
Yan Xinxin lifted her hand to hold her head, feeling weak.
"Mentor, take me back to the hotel quickly!"
Xiao Yize didn’t delay for a moment. In full view of puzzled onlookers, he grabbed Yan Xinxin’s hand.
Xiao Yiran, sitting at another table, saw this and wobbled to his feet.
The car sped along the street, Xiao Yize looked at Yan Xinxin beside him, her breathing erratic, her cheeks flushed, and immediately called Mo Chuxi.
However, no one answered the phone, so he sent a message instead.
"Xinxin, how do you feel?"
Xiao Yize leaned in, raising his hand to check Yan Xinxin’s forehead, finding it extremely hot.
Yan Xinxin lifted her small hand to tug at her collar, her beautiful eyes dreamy as she looked out the car window.
This familiar sensation reminded her of the time Yan Zhirou betrayed her, leading to her rolling in bed with Mo Chuxi.
She hadn’t eaten anything just now, only drank a glass of fruit wine...
The wine was given by Madam Shari, it shouldn’t have any problem.
The car quickly arrived at the hotel, and Xiao Yize swiftly helped the weak Yan Xinxin back to her room.
As soon as they entered, Yan Xinxin immediately stumbled into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and leaned against the bathtub edge.