Chapter Fifty-Eight

They were too close, and with their arms behind her, they had confined her to a small space with nowhere to hide.

"Lu Shi'an, are you crazy?" Jiang You couldn't believe the other party was so bold and warned repeatedly, "I, I'm your sister-in-law, aren't you afraid I'll tell Xia Yan?"

"Why didn't you tell Xia Ge about our last kiss?" He moved closer and closer, his breath carrying a unique masculine scent as they lingered intimately.

"I, I..."

"Let me guess, are you thinking of breaking up with Xia Ge, so you'd rather avoid trouble? After all, you seem to be trying your best to keep Xia Ge out of the picture at school, or maybe you've found someone to take over because Song Yun is easier to control than Xia Ge?"

With each word he uttered, Jiang You's face grew paler, especially when she heard the name Song Yun. Her pupils contracted, and she instinctively blurted out, "How do you know Song Yun?"

Didn't Song Wenxi say that Song Yun had gone abroad for treatment on the surface? How did this guy know that Song Yun didn't go abroad but was at Tengzhong Normal University?

"You don't need to know how I know, but knowing Xia Ge's personality, once he finds out that you not only cheated on him but also made a fool of him, guess how he'll retaliate?"

"You don't know yet, do you? Xia Yan's mother is Bai Jianguo's daughter, and her father's family made their fortune in the Southern Song Dynasty. Let me put it this way: when the country was founded, China borrowed money from the Xia family."

If we compare a country to a game server, the Xia family is one of the big players who funded the construction of that server.

Although Song Yun's family were beta testers, the Lin family, his maternal clan, was no less powerful than the Xia family.

Jiang You stood there, stunned. Bai Jianguo, the figure who appeared in her history book?

Lu Shi'an raised one hand, grasped her chin with his thumb and forefinger, and while she was stunned, he chuckled and tilted his head to kiss her.

Their lips touched, and the man tasted the softness he had longed for once more, a satisfied sigh escaping his throat.

He released her chin and wrapped his arms around her waist. Even Lu Shi'an, who had never cared about power, was one day insanely jealous of Xia Yan and Song Yun.

Jiang You realized what was happening and started hitting him furiously.

"Alright," he released her, affectionately patted her head, and smiled, revealing a small canine tooth. "If we don't hurry, we really won't be able to see the ceremony."

"This is sexual harassment, I, I..."

"So what? Tell Xia Yan, or Song Yun, or the police station?"

Lu Shi'an got out of bed, straightened his disheveled clothes, knelt down on one knee, grabbed her ankle with his large, cold hand, and slowly put on her shoes.

"Even if we tell Xia Yan, he's just a student. The older generation won't interfere in the younger generation's emotional affairs. At most, my father will send me abroad, away from the center of power, to apologize to the Xia family."

He lowered his eyes and said casually, "So, how are you, with no power or influence, supposed to face Xia Yan's wrath? You wouldn't be so naive as to think of calling the police, would you?"

After putting the girl's shoes on, he looked up, his smile shimmering, but his mouth was like a devil's: "When you watch the news, you should know that calling the police is useless."

Jiang You looked at the man who was smiling brightly, pursed his lips tightly, and unconsciously clenched his hands.

She suddenly realized something: no matter how much Xia Yanlu Shi'an, or Song Yun and Song Wenxi pretended, they were extremely indifferent to human life, and their coldness was ingrained in their bones, which could not be concealed.

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