Chapter 481 Where did this petty thief come from, daring to steal a child?

Wen Youyou's brain completely shut down.

The intertwining of their lips carried an undeniable force, yet was also incredibly tender.

She was completely captivated by his kiss.

A sensation I'd never felt before surged through my body, a tingling, numb feeling that seemed to be screaming from every pore.

I really want to...

I really want to take things further with him.

Suddenly, Shen Xin stopped kissing.

His breath was incredibly hot, landing on her cheek.

Wen Youyou opened her eyes groggily and met a pair of hazy yet deep eyes.

His eyes... were terrifying.

The next second, he suddenly stood up.

Before Wen Youyou could react, he grabbed her wrist.

The force was terrifying.

"Get up." He dragged her off the bed and pushed her out without any mercy.

"Bang!"

The door was slammed shut in front of her.

Wen Youyou staggered two steps from the force and almost fell.

Before she could even stand properly, she heard—

“哢”.

The door was locked from the inside.

Wen Youyou stood outside the door, looking completely bewildered.

What's going on?

He wasn't happy with the kiss, so he threw a tantrum and threw her out?

That shouldn't be the case.

She feels...she feels pretty good?

The atmosphere and the feeling just now were absolutely amazing.

Wen Youyou didn't have time to deal with his unpredictable temper, so she turned around and went to the guest room to take a shower and go to sleep.

In the master bedroom.

Shen Xin leaned against the door, her body burning hot and humid.

His eyes were bloodshot, and veins bulged on his forehead as he used all his strength to suppress the frenzied desire raging within him.

How could he have those feelings for that little black calf?

They've gone mad.

He almost couldn't resist taking off her clothes just now.

Has he really gone mad?

He always only saw her as a younger sister.

A little girl who hasn't grown up yet.

Damn it.

An indescribable restlessness welled up inside him, almost setting him ablaze.

He staggered into the bathroom and poured icy water over his head...

Meanwhile, Yan Jin returned home, put down the sleeping Tang Xin, and handed her over to the nanny.

The nanny gently changed the baby's clothes and then put on a new diaper, teaching Yan Jin as she did so.

Yan Jin watched intently from the side, her eyes focused.

Finally, the nanny brought a basin of warm water, intending to wipe the child's body to make her more comfortable.

"I'll do it." Yan Jin took the small towel and slowly wiped her small face and long eyelashes, then carefully wiped her small hands, wiping each little finger one by one.

The movements were very gentle, as if handling a fragile treasure.

This is his precious daughter, and he can't be careless at all. He has already missed three years of her life, and from now on, he will give her all his love.

"Sir, if the little girl wakes up at night and wants her night milk, please come and wake me," the nanny added.

"No need, you can teach me." He wanted to learn himself.

The nanny paused for a moment, then brought over formula and a bottle and began to teach the baby carefully.

Yan Jin carefully remembered each step, and finally, she asked the nanny to put the milk powder and thermos in the master bedroom.

He then carried the child back to the master bedroom, placed him on the big bed, and covered him with a blanket.

He stared at that pretty little face for a while before going into the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came out, he lowered his head and kissed Xiao Tangxin's face again, then lay down next to her.

His long arm was placed above her head, forming a circular encirclement, but he didn't dare to press her down with his large hand.

He had just closed his eyes when he suddenly heard a strange noise from the balcony.

He opened his eyes instantly, his gaze clear and bright.

It's finally here.

He lay there silently.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

It turned out to be... Tang Xiaoya.

He thought it would be someone from the Nan family who came, but to his surprise, she came in person.

His heart raced with a thousand galloping horses. Three and a half years had passed, and she had finally stepped into this room again.

He suppressed his surging emotions and pretended that he was already fast asleep.

The room was dark, with only a small nightlight in the dressing room shining, casting a faint glow.

That little nightlight was the one she put in back then, saying it made her feel safe.

A dark figure slowly approached the bed, its footsteps so light they were barely audible.

She walked to the bedside, touched the baby who smelled of milk, and lowered her head to kiss her little face.

Then she reached out to hug the child.

Suddenly, a warm, large hand gripped her wrist tightly.

"Where did this petty thief come from, daring to steal a child?"

His familiar voice rang out.

Tang Xiaoya's heart trembled violently. This man... wasn't asleep?

She flung herself away forcefully and turned to leave.

The man on the bed got up and pounced on her, reaching out to hug her.

Tang Xiaoya turned around abruptly and threw a punch with a sharp, swift motion.

Yan Jin dodged to the side.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Xiaoya kicked him again, fast and hard, with a force that cut through the wind.

Yan Jin was shocked. She hadn't expected this woman to have learned some martial arts. Her attacks were fierce and ruthless, and ordinary bodyguards would be no match for her.

But Yan Jin had undergone military training and was not among the ordinary personnel.

He simply dodged nimbly, not daring to attack, for fear of hurting her.

In just a few rounds, he grabbed her hands and pinned her against the wall.

Tang Xiaoya groaned, "Damn it, I can't beat them."

"Where did this little thief come from? State your name!"

His deep, authoritative voice rang in my ears.

He was very close, his warm breath tickling her face.

Tang Xiaoya pursed her lips tightly, not daring to make a sound, afraid that he would recognize her.

"Not going to talk? Then I won't be polite."

"I only have one punishment for any woman who dares to barge into my room."

After saying that, he kissed her precisely with his warm lips.

Tang Xiaoya was instantly shocked. This damned man, he actually kissed a female thief?

When did he become so casual?

Tang Xiaoya bit him hard, but he didn't stop, demanding more from her in a domineering manner.

She raised her leg and pushed.

Yan Jin's large hand precisely blocked her knee.

This little thing is pretty ruthless! If you break it, what will you use afterwards?

"If you don't speak, I'm going to strip you naked!" His voice was seductive and extremely dangerous in the darkness.

"I haven't done it in a long time."

Tang Xiaoya's pupils contracted. This bastard man actually wanted to force a female thief to do *that* with him.

When did he become so casual?

If it weren't for that familiar voice, she would have doubted whether this man was Yan Jin.

The next second, his large hand was already touching the softness of her chest.

She shuddered and bit his arm hard.

"Hmph." Yan Jin groaned in pain and finally let go.

He didn't dare tease her anymore, afraid she would cry later.

Once freed, Tang Xiaoya immediately rushed out onto the balcony, grabbed the rope, and slipped away, quickly disappearing into the night.

Yan Jin stepped out onto the balcony and looked around, her eyes deep and thoughtful.

Tang Xiaoya, do you know how much I've suffered these past three years?

This time, I will never let go again.

If you want Xiao Tangxin back, you'll have to take him with you.

Buy small, get big free; no credit allowed.

...

It's late at night.

Tang woke up with a whimper.

Yan Jin woke up almost instantly and skillfully got up to make formula.

Water temperature, milk powder amount, all done in one go.

He handed the baby bottle to the little hand.

Little Tang immediately hugged him and started drinking it gulping down the liquid, sucking it with all her might.

As she drank, her eyelids drooped, her head tilted to the side, and she fell asleep with the bottle still in her mouth.

Yan Jin carefully pulled out the baby bottle and stared at it for a long, long time.

This is actually his daughter.

His daughter with Tang Xiaoya.

He still can't quite believe it.

He was grateful to that woman for giving birth to such an angelic daughter for him.

From now on, all he can do is love them, mother and daughter, well.

Meanwhile, Tang Xiaoya returned to the Nan family manor, kicked a small pebble at her feet, and was so angry that she wanted to punch the wall.

"hateful!"

I didn't manage to steal Xin Xin back!

She bit her lip, her mind filled with the image of him cornering her against the wall.

The man's tall figure exuded an absolute sense of oppression. After catching her, this "female thief," he even made inappropriate advances towards her ear.

That's utterly shameless!

"Wait, I'll come back tomorrow after you go to work!"

She said it bitterly.

The next day, early morning.

As soon as Yan Jin walked down the stairs, she saw Wen Youyou happily coming to greet her.

A gentle woman followed behind her.

"Brother Yan! This is Tang Xin's mother!" Wen Youyou's voice rose high.

The woman immediately stepped forward and bowed repeatedly to Yan Jin.

"Mr. Yan, thank you so much. Thank you for saving my little Tang Xin. I... I'm here to take her home."

Yan Jin's gaze swept over her, devoid of warmth.

"Are you Tang Xin's mother?"

"Yes, yes." The woman nodded quickly.

Yan Jin turned her gaze to Wen Youyou, a faint smile curving her lips, yet sending chills down one's spine.

"Wen Youyou, are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure!" Wen Youyou patted her chest to assure her, "Xin Xin is her child!"

"Heh." Yan Jin sneered. The voice wasn't loud, but it made the temperature in the living room drop several degrees.

He shouted something upstairs.

"Aunt Chen, bring Xinxin down."

"Yes, sir."

A moment later, Aunt Chen came downstairs carrying a pink glutinous rice ball.

Little Tang Xin was wearing a pink dress and matching shoes, with a pink bow in her hair. She looked as pretty as a doll in a shop window.

Yan Jin reached out and took her precious daughter, holding her firmly in her arms.

Before he could even speak, Wen Youyou impatiently reached out her hand.

"Xinxin, Auntie is taking you home!"

When Xiao Tang saw a familiar face, her eyes lit up, and she called out softly.

"Auntie."

She stretched out her little arms as if to pounce.

Yan Jin took a big step back while holding the child, avoiding Wen Youyou's hand.

He lowered his head and asked, word by word.

“Sweetie, come on, let’s go home with your mom.”

As he spoke, he held Xiao Tangxin in his arms and turned to the unfamiliar woman.

Little Tang blinked her big eyes and looked at it, then pouted and shook her head like a rattle drum.

"She is not Mommy."

Wen Youyou's smile froze instantly.

Depend on!

It crashed!

They were so focused on how to fool the adults that they forgot this little devil can talk!

The woman was so frightened that she trembled all over and instinctively shrank back.

Yan Jin's face turned completely cold.

"Someone come here."

"Take these two swindlers to the police station."

As soon as he finished speaking, two tall bodyguards walked in from outside the door, expressionless, and each grabbed one of them.

"Ah!" Wen Youyou screamed, completely panicked. "Brother Yan! Brother Yan, I was wrong! I was just joking with you! I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to take Xin Xin out to play!"

Yan Jin didn't even glance at her, only uttering two words.

"take away."

He held the baby in his arms, turned around and walked to the dining table, ready to feed her breakfast.

Behind her, Wen Youyou was being dragged along. She frantically pulled out her phone, dialed a number, and screamed with all her might.

"Sister Pear! Help me—!"

After having breakfast with Xiao Tangxin, Yan Jin carried her directly to the company.

The moment he stepped into the lobby of the Yan Group, the entire space fell silent.

All eyes were fixed on the exquisitely beautiful little girl in his arms.

"Oh my god, so cute!"

"Whose child is this? She's so beautiful!"

Several female employees stared wide-eyed, eager to come over and give him a hug.

Yan Jin swept a cold glance over them, and everyone froze on the spot.

He carried his daughter and entered the private elevator without any hindrance.

The CEO's office.

Fu Yao rushed in as soon as she heard the news and immediately asked, "Where did this child come from?"

Yan Jin made up a lie without changing her expression: "I rescued the child from human traffickers. The child is attached to me and insists on calling me Dad."

Fu Yao didn't believe a single word of it.

She stared intently at Xiao Tangxin's face, then glanced at Yan Jin.

Those eyebrows, those noses—they're practically identical!

Could it be... that Tang Xiaoya is back?

Did you not abort that child?

Fu Yao was overwhelmed with emotion, her hands trembling with excitement, and she took the child directly from Yan Jin's arms.

She looked at it carefully, and the more she looked, the softer her heart became; she liked it so much.

"Sweetie, call her Auntie Grandma?"

Little Tang was very obliging and called out in her childish voice, "Auntie...Grandma."

Fu Yao's heart melted.

Yan Jin watched this scene, her eyes almost overflowing with tenderness.

At that moment, what he was thinking was:

I wonder if that female thief will dare to come again tonight?

Night fell.

Wen Youyou, seething with anger, left the police station and headed straight for a top-tier club.

She spent the whole day inside!

If it weren't for Sister Pear's incredible abilities, she would have had to spend the night inside!

This debt must be settled!

She was going to find her brother Shen Xin and have him deal with that bastard Yan Jin!

She stormed to the door of a private room, and as soon as she grasped the doorknob, she heard Shen Xin's familiar, deep voice coming from inside.

"Find me a woman."

"It needs to be clean."

Outside the door, Wen Youyou froze as she tried to push it open.

The hand gripping the doorknob tightened inch by inch.