Transmigrated into a female-oriented novel, and put an end to the domineering CEOs all over the city

The door was pushed open, and a man who was 1.9 meters tall walked in.

Wearing a well-tailored dark blue bespoke suit, which accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow, powerful waistline.

An Yechen, the eldest son of the An family, and the designated heir.

He stood there looking down at Chu Jin, who was lying on the bed.

Today, Chu Jin wore a light purple off-shoulder dress with an irregularly designed hem that flared out diagonally. Her two long, slender legs were crossed and slightly curled up, with flesh-colored stockings covering her straight and shapely legs.

She was wearing light makeup, but at this moment her beautiful face was flushed with an unnatural redness, burning from her cheeks all the way to her ears, and even her slender neck was tinged with a thin layer of pink.

Her slightly wavy long hair cascaded down her back, covering half the bed.

An Yechen's Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

He had to admit that the daughter of the richest man in the market was indeed very beautiful.

"Lu...save me..." She must have heard the noise, because she made a groggy sound, turned over, and barely opened her dazed eyes.

Then I saw An Yechen.

"I married you because the An family needs the Chu family," An Yechen said coldly, taking a deep breath. "You'll sleep here tonight, and tomorrow morning, everyone will think I did something to you tonight."

"But I won't touch you," he turned away, "and don't expect anything from me."

After saying that, he turned and left, closing the door behind him.

Waves of heat surged through Chu Jin's body, making every inch of her skin burn.

Is this guy out of his mind? He drugged her, locked her in a room, and then came over with a haughty look and said, "I won't touch you." Is he trying to show that he has principles so that she'll be grateful and think he's different?

She closed her eyes, thinking, "Why isn't that wretched fellow villager Lu Jingxiu here yet..."

Just then, the door was pushed open again.

"Sister-in-law," An Yehan leaned against the doorframe, a playful smile playing on his lips. His gaze slid from her face to her shoulders and neck, then to the long, stockinged legs crossed beneath her skirt.

"It seems my older brother... isn't very interested in you."

Chu Jin's heart sank. Oh no, it was An Yehan, the most unscrupulous third son of the An family.

"I heard that your Chu family has recently... suddenly sided with the Lu family?" An Yehan walked in slowly and closed the door behind him.

His gaze swept over her body with burning intensity, his possessiveness undisguised.

"It seems you and Lu Jingxiu... have a pretty good relationship, huh?" He walked to the bedside, leaned down, and his hot breath almost sprayed onto her ear.

"Sister-in-law, close your eyes, just pretend... you're my brother."

He chuckled softly, squatted down, and stared at the legs that were so close to his: "I want to see if that pretentious Lu Jingxiu will regret going against me once the deed is done."

He wants to start with the legs and play slowly.

Just then, sirens sounded, and red and blue lights swept across the curtains.

Honestly, the sound was jarring and very disappointing.

He stood up impatiently, walked to the French windows, drew back the curtains, and saw three police cars parked outside the manor, with a group of police officers confronting the bodyguards.

He took out his phone: "Captain Qian, send another team out to stop the police and tell them to get lost. This is Anjia's territory. Even their chief can't get in."

"receive."

He drew the curtains, walked back, and sat down next to Chu Jin, grabbing her chin and demanding, "Who exactly are you, my fellow villager? How dare you call the police?"

Chu Jin didn't even bother to open her eyes.

He's Secretary Lu's son. If we don't call the police, are we going to act like idiots and storm into the An family's manor all by ourselves?

"You think this is a lone hero movie?" She ignored him and turned her face away.

Seeing this, An Yehan smiled, withdrew his hand, and began to take off his suit jacket: "Miss Chu, you may not know the weight of the An family. My grandfather only needs to make one phone call, and these policemen will obediently retreat."

"They might even have to apologize to us."

Chu Jin barely opened her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Looking at his face, her lips moved as if she had something to say.

An Yehan raised an eyebrow, slowly leaned down, and brought his ear close to her mouth.

He wanted to hear what interesting things this young lady of the Chu family could say in such a desperate situation.

Chu Jin opened her mouth, her voice soft and hoarse: "Idiot, you try."

An Yehan paused for a second, then leaned back, covered his face with his hands, and laughed so hard his shoulders were shaking: "Hahaha—"

Interesting, this woman is really interesting.

For so many years, no woman had ever dared to speak to him like that.

He stopped laughing and pinched Chu Jin's face again: "Fine, then I'll let you watch with your own eyes how your hopes are crushed bit by bit by me."

He took out his phone, found a number, and dialed it, making sure to turn on speakerphone.

"Hello, mistress?" A deep but powerful voice came from the other end of the phone, as loud as a bell.

Chu Jin almost burst out laughing when she heard this nickname. What kind of outrageous family nickname is this?

An Yehan remained expressionless, his tone becoming serious: "Grandpa, tonight a large number of police officers suddenly raided the manor; their intentions are not good."

Grandpa An's tone carried a hint of displeasure at being interrupted: "A bunch of police officers have made you panic like this? You've completely disgraced the An family!"

"Let them in! I want to see which cop dares to arrest someone on my An family's turf!"

"If they dare to lay a hand on me, let them come and take me away too. I'm 80 years old this year and have never been to the police station before. It'll be a good opportunity to see what it's like."

An Yehan maintained a smile throughout, and after being scolded, he respectfully replied, "Yes, Grandpa."

The call ended. He tossed his phone onto the bed and looked at Chu Jin: "Did you hear that, Miss Chu? Your fellow villager, your reinforcements, can't save you."

Chu Jin was deeply shaken.

The old man from the An family sounded so confident on the phone, as if he were the boss, which cracked the wall of confidence she had built up.

Oh no... Could the Lu family really not be able to withstand the An family?

The old man from the An family sounds like he doesn't take the entire police force of Ba City seriously.

Oh no, could it be that the Lu family really can't compete with the An family?

"Sister-in-law," An Yehan's voice pulled her back from her chaotic thoughts. He lowered his head, his breath brushing against her ear, his voice deep and resonant.

"Isn't it more exciting to be under the noses of the police, with sirens blaring? I hope you'll say that to me later..."

After saying that, he leaned down and pressed down.

"Bang!"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Wang Yan, Lao Li, and Lu Jingxiu saw a man in a shirt pressing down on a woman.

The man suddenly turned around, revealing a handsome face with sharp features, but now filled with shame and anger.

It is An Yehan.