Trapped in a chaotic situation, the little beauty is kissed until she cries every night.

Chapter 161 Yan Xiao Luring the Tiger Away from the Mountain to Find Him at His Door

Ah!
To remain chaste as jade.

Who is this man calling dirty?

Yan Wenjin had nothing in common with these people.

In fact, he would not have attended the banquet at all if it weren't for his mandatory attendance as the speaker of parliament.

At this moment, he had nothing in common with these six widowers who would go crazy at any moment if they lost their wives.

He straightened the hem of his suit jacket heavily, then turned and left.

Only Yan Xiao, with his deep black eyes, stared intently at Yan Wenjin's departing figure, keenly sensing that something was amiss.

Would his older brother be the kind of person who changes his feelings so quickly?
Damn it.

Even if you beat Yan Xiao to death, he would never believe that Yan Wenjin would change her feelings so quickly.

Especially considering Yan Wenjin's current appearance, even though she was trying to appear calm and composed, a hint of joy still naturally emanated from her eyes and brows.

This made Yan Xiao think of an impossible possibility.

My heart was pounding.

That is, Huahua didn't die.

It's now in Yan Wenjin's hands.

No, Yan Xiao frowned. Yan Wenjin wasn't like this a while ago.

He looks just like them, always with a bitter and resentful look, as if his wife has died.

Things suddenly changed today.

Could he then deduce that Yan Wenjin found Minghua before everyone else?

However, Huahua was seriously injured and had not yet woken up, so Yan Wenjin was always in a bad mood.

But recently, things have finally started to look promising. Minghua has woken up, and for some unknown reason, she has been tricked by Yan Wenjin.

Otherwise, this person wouldn't be so bold as to wear a ring on their hand.

No, perhaps it wasn't a deception.

Minghua is so beautiful. Yan Wenjin has finally managed to keep her under his control; who knows what he might do next?

Those soft lips will definitely be kissed until they turn red, and perhaps even more.

A surge of overwhelming rage ignited in Yan Xiao's heart.

There was also a strange, inexplicable excitement.

Huahua is still alive, Huahua is still alive and well in this world.

He was so stunned by the news that he didn't even know how he left the banquet.

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With a plan in mind, it became much easier to scheme to get rid of Yan Wenjin.

It was calculated with intention but not with intention.

Soon, a problem arose at a council branch not far from the main star, and Yan Wenjin, as the council chairman, needed to go there personally to resolve it.

Yan Wenjin sighed, then lovingly kissed Minghua's cheek, her expression full of affection.

"I really don't want to go."

His tone was faint, tinged with a hint of resentment.

Put it half a year ago.

Yan Wenjin never imagined that she would have such a day.

It's normal for someone to be busy with work as the speaker of parliament.

Previously, Yan Wenjin couldn't even understand why her subordinates didn't want to work if they wanted to date; it was truly outrageous.

I never imagined I'd soon become that kind of person myself.

Gentle Township, Hero Tomb.

Now his relationship with Minghua is progressing rapidly, and Yan Wenjin is already starting to tentatively explore when they can get their marriage certificate.

Leaving suddenly, I always feel that if I come back, who knows what changes might occur.

Minghua breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that Yan Wenjin was leaving.

She reached out and nudged the man, wishing he would leave as soon as possible.

"Work is important, work is important."

"You should focus on your work."

"Will you miss me?" Yan Wenjin knew perfectly well that she couldn't give up her work in the council.

It was just a few words of reflection.

Without power and influence, how could he stand by Minghua's side?

Even if you possess it briefly, it will soon be taken away by someone else.

"Okay, okay, I miss you."

Minghua casually offered a few perfunctory words.

How could she have known that the handsome, mature man she saw upon waking up would be so clingy?

No wonder she wouldn't register the marriage with him even before she lost her memory. She's already this clingy before registering the marriage; what will she be like after registering it? Perhaps sensing Minghua's lack of interest, Yan Wenjin's eyes darkened.

He grabbed her with both arms and leaned down to kiss her fiercely.

Minghua reciprocated without hesitation, sucking on Yan Wenjin's tongue and biting it.

"Humph."

Yan Wenjin chuckled softly.

Even though Minghua has lost her memory, she is still very individualistic.

"I'm leaving now. Take good care of yourself at home, remember to think of me, and I'll be back as soon as possible."

"Hmm."

Minghua waved her hand, idly reading a book in her hand.

Upon seeing this, Yan Wenjin stood up, straightened his fitted suit, and walked towards the door.

Coldly ordered:

"Take good care of the lady."

"Don't let any outsiders in."

"Yes."

The butler led the servants to respectfully see Yan Wenjin off.

A black hovercar was already parked in front of the villa. Before getting in, Yan Wenjin turned around again and looked towards where Ming Hua was.

I hope everything is alright.

Little did they know that no sooner had Yan Wenjin left than Yan Xiao swaggered in through the main entrance.

The butler stood at the front, leading the servants in an attempt to stop them.

Yan Xiao raised his sharp, arrogant eyebrows, his dark eyes filled with warning:
"What, Butler Wang, are you trying to stop me?"

Butler Wang paused abruptly and called out in a low voice, "Second Young Master."

"Humph."

"You know the truth."

Yan Xiao swept past the people and strode into the house.

The butler was left standing futilely outside the door.

What should we do, young master? You just said to stop outsiders from entering.

The second young master can't be considered an outsider.

Unstoppable.

Yan Xiao has never been one to put up with being bullied since he was a child; if you piss him off, he really will hit you.

The butler sighed.

Meanwhile, Yan Xiao, having shaken off the butler, strode straight into the bedroom.

The sturdy leather military boots made a thumping sound when they stepped on the ground.

Minghua, who was reading in her bedroom, frowned slightly and looked up at the door, thinking that Yan Wenjin had returned.

His tone carried a hint of complaint.

"Why are you back again?"

Yan Xiao, who had just pushed open the door, suddenly froze on the spot.

At this moment, imagination became reality; Minghua was indeed alive and well.

His blood was boiling wildly, and the muscles in his cheeks were trembling slightly with excitement.

Yan Xiao just quietly looked at Ming Hua.

She wore a pink silk slip dress, revealing arms whiter than the finest pearls.

She lay lazily on the bed, her thick, dark hair, as thick as seaweed, casually draped over her rounded shoulders. A book sat in front of her, which she was flipping through idly.

Her slender calves swayed slightly as she read the exciting content of the book.

Everything was so beautiful, it felt unreal.

Yan Xiao was in a daze for a moment.

When Minghua didn't receive a response, she looked up at the doorway with some confusion, tilting her head slightly.
"husband?"

boom!
Yan Xiao took a deep breath.

A surge of heat rushed to the top of my head.

He never dreamed that Minghua would call him that.

He felt like a clueless young boy, suddenly overwhelmed by a sense of helplessness when facing his sweetheart.

He opened his mouth, the word "wife" stuck in his throat, about to be uttered.

Minghua, who had been lazily lying on the bed, suddenly brightened up and pointed at him, saying:
Where is your ring?

Yan Xiao: ? ? ? What ring?