Chapter 421 You're Here to Put Out the Fire
Back at the villa, Tang Xiaoya couldn't help but argue with him a few times, unhappy that he was spying on her.
Later, Tang Xiaoya suffered a terrible fate.
What awaited her was Yan Jin's furious and torrential punishment...
When I woke up the next day, I felt completely exhausted.
Yan Jin reached out her large hand and gently stroked her head.
"Baby, are you hungry? I'll carry you downstairs to eat."
Tang Xiaoya felt flattered and overwhelmed. Did this change her usual demeanor?
Should we switch to a more conciliatory approach?
The two of them had a fight last night.
"What, you want more?" Yan Jin couldn't help but pinch her cheek when she saw her dazed look.
"No." Tang Xiaoya quickly got up.
"Hiss." He gasped, feeling like his legs were about to break and his back was about to give out.
Yan Jin reached out and helped her up.
Tang Xiaoya looked dejected. "It's over, I can't go to the film set today."
"I've spoken to them over there and they're giving you three days off."
Three days?
That pervert of his, is he going to keep her locked in bed and torment her for three days straight?
Yan Jin saw through her thoughts at a glance.
"Don't worry, I won't touch you for these three days." He paused, then added, "But you have to be obedient and don't make me angry."
"Yes, I will definitely be obedient."
Tang Xiaoya nodded obediently, as excited as if she had been granted a pardon.
He carried her to the bathroom and let her wash up.
Then he carried her downstairs to the restaurant.
By this time, the table was already set with a sumptuous Chinese lunch, all of which were her favorite dishes.
He wrapped her around his lap, intending to feed her.
"Mr. Yan, please let me sit over there. I can eat by myself."
She is only disabled in her legs, but not in her hands.
Yan Jin ignored her and fed her the meat directly to her mouth with her chopsticks.
Tang Xiaoya was really hungry, and she chewed very quickly, not caring about her image at all.
"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you," he said in a doting tone.
He picked up the soup and slowly fed it to her lips.
Tang Xiaoya finished the half-bowl of soup in a few big gulps.
It tastes absolutely delicious.
"Actually, you're quite nice when you're not angry or taking your clothes off," Tang Xiaoya said casually while chewing her food.
Don't get angry! Don't take off your clothes!
She still dares to look down on him?
"Tang Xiaoya, I'll give you a chance. Say it again." Yan Jin's tone was murderous.
Tang Xiaoya was so frightened that she stopped in her tracks.
What did she just say? Oh no, I forgot.
I'm completely dumbfounded!
Tang Xiaoya's pair of white, lotus-root-like arms wrapped directly around his neck.
"President Yan, you are the best person to Xiaoya in the whole world. I will definitely be obedient from now on and never talk back to you."
She nestled her head on his shoulder affectionately, nuzzling him like a docile kitten.
This immediately silenced Yan Jin's temper.
"I like obedient, well-behaved babies."
He rewarded her with a kiss on the cheek.
Just then, his assistant, Special Assistant Yun, delivered the gift.
Yan Jin opened the box in front of her; inside was a set of valuable antique jewelry.
Just by looking at its luxuriousness, you can tell it's very valuable.
He liked to give her all kinds of jewelry.
Every time he finished making love with her, he would receive various gifts.
It's like paying for her bed.
At the start of the day, she will be pleasantly surprised.
But now, she doesn't like jewelry anymore.
"Can I have a different gift? I heard that the sunset at Luoyan Mountain in Qingcheng is beautiful. Why don't you come with me to see it?"
She said it in a soft, sweet voice.
It's rare for the sun to be out today; there will definitely be a sunset this afternoon.
"Tang Xiaoya, this set of jewelry is an eight-figure collector's item. Are you sure you want to exchange it?"
He asked her earnestly.
"Yes, I want to watch the sunset." She looked at him earnestly. "I want you to come with me."
Yan Jin placed the jewelry box on the table and made a request, "Kiss me, kiss me until you are satisfied, and it will be as you wish."
Tang Xiaoya quickly drank two sips of lemon water, then leaned in and kissed him.
She straddled his lap and kissed him earnestly.
He had taught her how to kiss, from light to deep, so many times that it couldn't be too bad.
After an unknown amount of time, Tang Xiaoya discovered that her nightgown had been pulled down to her waist, while Yan Jin was already very taut.
He put her on a chair, saying, "Eat by yourself."
After saying that, he went upstairs.
Tang Xiaoya smiled smugly, straightened her clothes, and began to eat heartily.
She would never mistreat herself.
She knew perfectly well that there could never be a sunset, and that she was nothing more than his pet.
Pets being played with.
She just mentioned it on a whim.
Sure enough, Yan Jin had changed into formal attire when she came downstairs.
He came over and kissed her, then said he had something to do and left, telling her to eat well.
Tang Xiaoya nodded and continued eating.
She picked up a piece of boiled beef, and the choking caused her eyes to water uncontrollably.
Mingming, I just ate it, and it wasn't spicy at all.
She knew they were playing a dangerous game, and whoever fell in love first would be shattered to pieces.
Two months later, after she finishes filming this drama, she will retire from the entertainment industry and go far away.
She didn't want to play anymore.
...
After finishing her meal, Tang Xiaoya slept soundly for the entire afternoon.
When she woke up, she grabbed her phone and saw that it was already 7 p.m.
My stomach was empty, but I was full of energy.
She suddenly wanted to go see a movie.
Let's get right to it.
Tang Xiaoya pulled out a large black hooded sweatshirt and a pair of loose sweatpants from the closet, then put on a black baseball cap and a mask, and finally put on a pair of black-rimmed glasses with no prescription.
She looked at herself in the mirror from left to right.
Yes, perfect.
Even your own mother wouldn't recognize you in this outfit.
The movie theater was bustling with noise, and the sweet aroma of popcorn filled the air.
Tang Xiaoya kept her head down, her hat brim pulled low, quickly grabbed her ticket, and crouched down as she tried to slip into the screening room.
Just then, a clear female voice rang out behind her.
"Wait a minute, are you... are you Tang Xiaoya?"
Tang Xiaoya's body froze instantly.
She didn't turn around, and quickened her pace.
"Oh my god! It really is her! I see her hand! She has a mole on her wrist!"
"Ah! Tang Xiaoya! The living Tang Xiaoya!"
It's over.
Barbie Q is here.
Within seconds, she was surrounded by a group of young men and women holding up their phones.
The flashbulbs were going off like crazy.
"It really is Ya Ya! Ya Ya, you're so beautiful!"
"Ya Ya, can I get your autograph? Just on my clothes!"
Tang Xiaoya took a deep breath and simply took off her glasses and mask.
She brushed aside her disheveled hair, revealing a bright and beautiful face.
Hi everyone.
When she smiled, her eyes curved into crescent moons.
"Don't push, everyone take turns, and be careful."
She took the pen handed to her by a fan and patiently signed her name on the phone case, notebook, and even canvas bag.
"Can we take a photo together?"
"certainly."
She posed generously for the camera, flashing one peace sign after another.
As the crowd grew larger, the order in the entire cinema lobby began to break down.
"Excuse me! Please make way!"
Lily's shrill voice pierced through the crowd, and she, along with four bodyguards in black suits, forcefully pushed her way through.
"My ancestor! You really are my dear ancestor!"
Lily grabbed Tang Xiaoya's wrist and stomped her feet in anger.
"How many times have I told you! Don't come out alone! Look at this now! It's guaranteed to be a trending topic!"
Tang Xiaoya stuck out her tongue and was escorted out by Lily and her bodyguard.
"I just wanted to watch a movie, something down-to-earth."
"Down-to-earth? I think you're trying to catch a landmine!" Lily quickly protected her as she entered the elevator, then called President Yan to report.
In an inconspicuous corner outside the crowd, Qiao Xin stared intently at Tang Xiaoya, who was surrounded by people.
His whole body exuded a cold, resentful aura.
Her fingernails dug deeply into her palms, leaving several pale crescent-shaped marks.
On what grounds?
Why is it that Tang Xiaoya is liked by so many people?
Why is she able to stand in the center of the crowd, shining brightly?
All those resources, all those opportunities, and even President Yan's tenderness—they all belonged to me!
It's all because of this woman!
She stole everything from me!
Qiao Xin looked at the glaring smile on Tang Xiaoya's face, and hatred surged wildly in her chest, almost threatening to devour her whole.
She was determined to make Tang Xiaoya pay the price!
Let her taste what it's like to fall from grace!
Suddenly, my phone vibrated.
It was a message from my former agent.
[Xinxin, I just received news that the Yan family has recently been in contact with the Du family of Qingcheng, seemingly to discuss a marriage alliance.]
Qiao Xin stared at the line of text, her eyes suddenly lighting up.
Qingcheng, Du Yunshu, the eldest daughter of the Du family, is the daughter-in-law of the wealthy Yan family.
She slowly curled the corners of her mouth into a cold and venomous smile.
Tang Xiaoya.
Your good days are over.
...
On the other side, Lu Qinglin accompanied Nan Wan for a walk to help her digest her food.
The paths in the villa area were quiet, with the streetlights casting a soft glow on both sides.
He held her hand tightly, his palm burning hot, with such force that it was as if he was afraid she would vanish into thin air.
Two bodyguards followed behind him at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.
Lu Qinglin turned his head to look at her, his Adam's apple bobbing.
"Wanwan, you said you'd marry me, is that true?"
Nan Wan looked up at him. The streetlights outlined his deep features, and in his eyes were tension, expectation, and a hint of vulnerability that she couldn't understand.
She neither nodded nor shook her head.
Lu Qinglin's heart jumped into his throat; he panicked.
He gripped her hand tightly, lowered his voice, and spoke with a hint of ruthlessness.
"You can't go back on your word."
"Otherwise, I'll go report to the King of Hell."
Nan Wan's face instantly turned cold, and in a moment of panic, she covered his mouth.
She was angry.
"Don't talk nonsense!"
As her palm touched his warm lips, Lu Qinglin lowered his head and gently kissed her palm, sending a tingling, itchy sensation through her.
"Then, let's get our marriage certificate tomorrow." He said this almost touching her palm, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Nan Wan withdrew her hand, the warmth of his lips still lingering on her fingertips.
She considered for a few seconds before speaking.
"Once things are settled in Qingcheng, we'll go back to Rongcheng... and then we'll take care of it."
Lu Qinglin's heart felt as if it had been struck by something, and a wave of immense joy washed over him.
Did she agree?
A burning light flashed in his eyes.
"good."
One word, heavy with meaning.
He added, "When we return to Rongcheng, your dowry must be retrieved."
His woman gave him the land eight years ago, and he must take it back.
"Lu Qinglin, do you feel unwell anywhere?"
Nan Wan suddenly asked.
In his view, the concern was entirely about his current physical condition.
This kind of worry is invaluable, making him feel secretly pleased.
"Fool, I'm fine."
As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't hold back any longer and lowered his head to kiss her.
"Let her go," he said in a hoarse voice.
"sorry."
Nan Wan's heart sank suddenly.
here we go again.
It happens again; the brakes are applied at the crucial moment.
Looking at his taut jawline and restrained expression, her absurd guess was almost confirmed.
Is he apologizing for his "incompetence"?
Nan Wan was somewhat surprised and felt a little sorry for him, so she tentatively asked a question.
You found out?
Lu Qinglin assumed she was referring to the pregnancy, since he had been so restrained earlier and she was so clever; she must have guessed it.
He nodded, his voice even hoarser.
"Um."
He turned back, his gaze fixed intently on her, his eyes surging with a turbulent, overwhelming desire.
"Actually, I really want to."
I'm going crazy thinking about it.
Nanwan was right after all.
He knows he has a problem, which is why he's in so much pain.
She felt a mix of emotions, and gently stroked his cheek, her tone more tender than ever before.
"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."
She tried her best to make her expression look genuine.
"This is not very important."
Lu Qinglin was stunned.
unimportant?
How could something like this not be important?
He looked at her, thinking she was being considerate of him, afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, and his heart ached with both love and pain.
He leaned closer to her, his breath hitting her earlobe.
"Not now, we'll have to wait a while."
The doctor said that it's actually okay to have sex during the second trimester of pregnancy.
After a while, he'll probably comfort her, right?
"Well, then, try to kiss me less often in the future." Nan Wan blushed slightly.
Lu Qinglin was taken aback. They couldn't even kiss, but it wouldn't affect the child.
"Your aunt consulted an acquaintance... They'll bring over some soup in a bit, so drink as much as you like."
Lu Qinglin was taken aback. What kind of soup was he drinking?
Shouldn't she be the one to make it up?
Nan Wan added, "Let's go back, I'm a little tired."
Lu Qinglin carefully picked her up and carried her slowly toward the mansion.
When they returned, Tang Ling had already brought the soup and Nan Wan's clothes.
"Qinglin, it's so good to see you're alright." Tang Ling looked at the man who had come back from the dead with a face full of joy.
It seems that heaven still favors Wanwan.
"Come here, here's your soup, drink it while it's hot."
She poured out the dark soup and placed it directly in front of him.
"This... isn't the soup for Wanwan?" Lu Qinglin was stunned.
"You drink it, you drink it. She definitely can't drink this," Tang Ling urged again.
Lu Qinglin took two sips, and the fishy taste was almost unbearable.
"If you want to marry Wanwan in the future, then drink this for me. It should take about half a month."
Lu Qinglin obeyed and downed the whole thing in one gulp.
It seems that Madam Tang was worried that his health was not fully recovered, so she specially made soup for him.
He couldn't let her feelings go to waste.
After chatting for a while, Tang Ling left.
As Lu Qinglin helped Nan upstairs that evening, he suddenly felt an unbearable heat rising in his body.
He suddenly hugged Nan Wan tightly, breathing heavily in her ear, "Wanwan."
His voice was so hoarse it was unrecognizable.
"What's wrong?" Nan Wan noticed his unusual expression. "Why is your face so red?"
"Auntie, what kind of soup did you bring me?" he asked in a low voice.
He couldn't suppress his anger.
"It's for treating that..."
"Which one?" he asked.
“It’s…that…” Nan Wan’s eyes flickered slightly.
"Damn it!" Lu Qinglin cursed instantly, picking her up in his arms. "What made you mistakenly believe that I'm no longer capable?"
Nan Wan was stunned for a moment, and his kiss was already upon her.
"You put out the fire..."
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