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Chapter 424 She's not someone you can touch.

Chapter 424 She's not someone you can touch.

The night was deep, and a dozen car headlights shattered the tranquility of the suburban villa area.

Yan Jin and her men surrounded Yan Chen's private territory.

Inside the villa, the brilliance of the crystal chandelier flowed.

Yan Chen slowly walked down the spiral staircase.

He was wearing only a gray silk robe, the belt loosely tied at the waist, revealing his well-defined collarbone and a small patch of chest.

He held a glass of red wine in his hand, exuding an air of nonchalant nobility.

"Bro, what's all this fuss about in the middle of the night?"

Yan Jin was dressed in a black suit, her face so cold it could freeze over.

Behind him stood a row of solemn-looking bodyguards, their imposing presence making it hard to breathe.

"Hand over Tang Xiaoya."

His voice was deep and commanding, leaving no room for argument.

Yan Chen took a sip of wine, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"On what grounds?"

"She is mine."

Yan Jin took a step forward, the hatred in her eyes almost tangible.

"Yan Chen, you've really grown bold, daring to even mess with your sister-in-law?"

"oh?"

Yan Chen raised an eyebrow, his tone full of mockery.

"I thought that Miss Du was definitely my sister-in-law."

He paused deliberately, his gaze lingering on Yan Jin's face.

"So, I have two sisters-in-law. Brother, I'm truly envious of your good fortune." Then the conversation shifted again.

"Brother, where were you last night? Do you need me to remind you?"

Yan Chen sneered, his tone icy.

"My third sister-in-law is back. Can you handle it?"

"Yan Chen!"

Yan Jin's anger was completely ignited.

"She's not someone you can touch."

"If you dare to drag her into this mess between us, I guarantee you'll be ruined in the entertainment industry."

"Completely ruined and disgraced, with no chance of ever recovering."

Yan Jin uttered harsh words, then looked at him again and led her people upstairs.

He found Tang Xiaoya in a guest room.

The girl curled up in the blanket, her whole body like a small furnace, her cheeks flushed red, and she murmured unconsciously.

Her fever hasn't subsided yet.

There was a strip of fever reducers on the bedside table, but one pill was missing.

Yan Jin's eyes darkened.

He picked up a thin blanket and wrapped Tang Xiaoya up, gently avoiding her bandaged right hand.

He picked her up horizontally; the girl's body was burning hot, yet very light.

He carried her downstairs.

As she passed through the living room, Yan Jin stopped and turned to look at Yan Chen.

"You'd better clean up the trending topics on the internet yourself."

His words were an ultimatum.

"If you let her show her face, you know what will happen."

After saying that, he carried Tang Xiaoya and, surrounded by a group of bodyguards, left the villa without looking back.

The roar of engines outside faded into the distance.

Yan Chen stood still, his gaze fixed intently on Yan Jin's disappearing figure.

He slowly clenched his fist, the veins on the back of his hand bulging and his knuckles turning white.

Good brother.

You always like to take my things, but once you get them, you never cherish them.

There will be a price to pay for this.

Back at her villa, Yan Jin carefully placed Tang Xiaoya on the large bed in the master bedroom.

Her clothes were soaked with sweat.

He frowned, found some clean pajamas, and clumsily but gently helped her change.

The private doctor arrived quickly, and after diagnosis, put Tang Xiaoya on an IV drip.

The cool liquid flowed slowly into her body through the IV tube.

Yan Jin did not leave. He lay down on his side next to her, forming a protective circle with his arm, and gently pulled her into his embrace.

He didn't dare to fall into a deep sleep.

He kept his eyes open all night, staring intently at the nearly empty bottle of medicine, occasionally wiping the fine sweat from her forehead with a warm towel.

As dawn broke, the last drop of medicine was absorbed into her body.

Yan Jin removed the needle and pressed the injection site with a cotton swab until there was no more bleeding.

He changed her into a dry set of pajamas, then finally closed his bloodshot eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

When Tang Xiaoya woke up, she found herself lying in Yan Jin's arms.

The familiar scent enveloped her completely, giving her a moment of peace.

She had no idea that she had been taken away by her idol in the middle of the night, and then forcibly taken back by this man.

She assumed that she had called while delirious due to a fever, and that Yan Jin had come to pick her up.

My lower abdomen is so bloated it feels like it's about to burst.

She moved her body, and Yan Jin woke up.

He almost immediately reached out and checked the temperature of her forehead.

It's come down.

"Awake? Are you hungry?" His voice was hoarse from not sleeping all night, but it carried an indescribable tenderness.

"I need to use the toilet," Tang Xiaoya said softly, then scrambled to her feet and rushed into the bathroom.

When she finished taking care of her personal matters and washed up, Yan Jin had already gotten up.

He was changing clothes with his back to her, and his broad shoulders and narrow waist were particularly clear in the morning light.

Tang Xiaoya's gaze inadvertently fell on his neck.

There was a clear scratch there, as if it had been scraped by something sharp, like... a woman's fingernail.

Yan Jin noticed her gaze, looked down at the mark on her neck, and said something indifferently.

"It wasn't a woman who made the cut, so don't look at me like that."

"oh."

Tang Xiaoya agreed, thinking to herself, "This man really knows how to read minds."

"come over."

Tang Xiaoya walked over hesitantly.

Yan Jin handed her a dark blue tie.

"Help me put it on."

Tang Xiaoya was a little confused and cautiously replied, "I don't know how."

Yan Jin's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Is your only purpose in bed?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took her slender white hand and wrapped it in his large palm.

"I'll teach you."

He moved with great patience, guiding her hands, "Wrap it around to the left, come up from below, and then pass it through the loop..."

He taught very meticulously.

"Try it yourself."

Tang Xiaoya learned very quickly, and she tied his tie for him on the second try, and the shape was quite good.

Yan Jin looked at herself in the mirror. "Not bad."

Suddenly, he pinched her chin and asked seriously, "Why did you call Yan Chen last night?"

"You went to find another man when I didn't answer the phone? Hmm?" His eyes blazed with a dangerous fire, as if they were about to explode.

Tang Xiaoya looked bewildered. "I didn't look for Yan Chen. Didn't you pick me up?"

"I called you but you didn't answer, so I called your voicemail. I'm feeling dizzy, and I'd like you to bring me some medicine..."

Yan Jin looked at her innocent expression, as if she really knew nothing about it.

Even if she had a hundred times the courage, she wouldn't dare ask another man for help.

Seeing that her fever had just subsided and her hand was injured, he couldn't bear to blame her anymore.

He released her and gently rubbed her skin. "Let's go downstairs for breakfast."

Tang Xiaoya obediently went downstairs, her mind still reeling. Why did he say that?

My phone doesn't seem to be here; it's probably left at the hotel.

A short while later, Yan Jin also came downstairs.

He was wearing a bespoke suit, impeccably tailored, and his hair was meticulously styled. He was incredibly handsome, and it was clear that he had an important meeting that morning.

He walked over, habitually bent down, and kissed her on the cheek again.

He picked up the juice from the table, took a sip, and then instructed:

"Stay home today and don't go anywhere."

His tone was calm, but his words were unquestionable.

"If you run around again, don't blame me for punishing you when I get back."

"Mm." Tang Xiaoya nodded, not daring to object.

"Come here," he said softly again.

Tang Xiaoya put down her spoon and obediently walked over.

He then gently pulled her onto his lap and lifted her bandaged hand.

"Once your injury heals, I'll take you to have surgery. You won't have any scars."

Tang Xiaoya nodded.

It's compensation, she thought.

“Du Yunshu,” Yan Jin’s voice rang in her ear, “I will never dare to touch you again.”

That's right, Yan Jin has already made up for the suffering she endured yesterday, doubly so.

Yesterday afternoon, Yan Jin found out the reason for the argument between Tang Xiaoya and Du Yunshu.

I personally visited Du Yunshu's private villa.

After a fierce fight, the once majestic wolfhound lay sprawled on the ground, a pool of glaring blood around its mouth.

Several bloody teeth lay scattered nearby.

Du Yunshu's eyes instantly welled up with tears, but she dared not let them fall.

Yan Jin stood right in front of her.

The man was tall and imposing, his bespoke suit accentuating his broad shoulders and narrow waist, exuding an air of nobility and aloofness.

He slowly and deliberately wiped his fingers with a handkerchief, his movements elegant, but his eyes were frighteningly cold.

"Miss Du."

When he spoke, every word he uttered carried a chilling aura.

"Don't forget our original agreement."

"It's just acting. If the acting goes too far, it won't be good."

Yan Jin threw the used handkerchief into the trash can and approached her step by step.

A sense of oppression washed over me.

"If you cross the line again..."

He stopped in front of Du Yunshu, leaned down slightly, and whispered in her ear.

"I might do something really crazy."

Du Yunshu's body stiffened, and her heart pounded wildly.

She looked up, her eyes brimming with tears, at his handsome yet cold face.

Undeniably, Du Yunshu had her eye on this man.

"You like her that much?"

Her voice trembled, filled with resentment and jealousy.

She's not worth your affection at all!

"She will never be allowed to enter the Yan family!"

Yan Jin straightened up, looking down at her with a mocking smile.

Whether I like it or not is my business.

"It's none of your business."

He raised his hand and gently traced his fingertips across Du Yunshu's cheek.

It feels cool to the touch.

Du Yunshu shuddered.

"If you dare to bully her again..."

Yan Jin's tone suddenly turned fierce.

“I wouldn’t mind letting you be a leading lady on screen for once.”

"Let you experience what it's like to debut as the center of attention and become a global sensation."

This blatant threat terrified her more than any vicious curse.

Du Yunshu's face gradually turned pale.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

It felt like something was tightly choking my throat.

She didn't dare to say anything more.

"Now, you should get ready and go find my dear younger brother."

"Only he knows how to cherish and pity women."

After saying that, Yan Jin left without a word.

The marriage alliance between the Du and Yan families was initiated by one of the two brothers. The two brothers took turns contacting Du Yunshu for half a month, and Du Yunshu personally reported back to the Yan family.

Yan Jin has been pursuing her very seriously, so if she is not satisfied, it is not his fault.

He went to great lengths to buy the nude video of Du Yunshu taken by her ex-boyfriend.

Therefore, the initiative is now in his hands.

He couldn't afford that kind of rich heiress.

Years ago, he was once moved by love, and because of that time, the two brothers became enemies.

Now, he no longer has any thoughts of getting married.

The phone suddenly rang; it was a gentle, familiar voice.

His heart skipped a beat. Xia Ran was back?

So, Yan Jin booked the most upscale restaurant for her that evening to welcome her home, and put her phone on silent so she didn't answer any calls.

That's how Yan Chen took Tang Xiaoya away.

Tang Xiaoya suddenly spoke, pulling Yan Jin back to reality.

"Yan Jin, you're going to marry Miss Du, right? Why don't we end this? It's fair to her. I don't want to interfere in your relationship."

Yan Jin only said one sentence, "The Du family will form a marriage alliance with the Yan family, but I will not be the one to marry her."

Tang Xiaoya was confused. What did that mean?

Could it be that Yan Jin has other brothers?

No one knew that the movie star Yan Chen was actually Yan Jin's younger brother. It was he who single-handedly made his brother an international superstar. In the end, Yan Chen started his own business for a woman.

The two brothers became bitter enemies.

"Don't overthink it, get some rest. This afternoon, I'll take you somewhere."

Yan Jin ruffled her hair, then lowered his head and kissed her...