Chapter 410 Wanwan, Be Good
When Nan Wan rushed out of the club, the sunlight outside stung her eyes.
She leaned against a telephone pole by the roadside, sweat beading on her forehead, and felt somewhat weak.
Her right arm hung limply, dripping blood that stained her clothes. Suddenly, a luxury van stopped beside her.
A beautiful girl ran out of the car as the car door opened.
"Sister, are you alright? Are you hurt?" Tang Xiaoya ran over and asked cautiously.
Nan Wan looked up at those clear eyes and said, "Could you take me to the hospital?"
"Okay, let me help you into the car."
Tang Xiaoya carefully helped her into the car.
When Lu Qinglin ran out, everyone had already disappeared.
He made a phone call, "Looking for someone."
Tang Xiaoya introduced herself in the car as a small-time artist who happened to be in Fuzhou to participate in a brand event.
She quickly handed Nan Wan a bottle of water, opened it for her, and gave her a piece of chocolate.
Her inherent kindness brought a touch of warmth to Nanwan in this city.
Nan Wan simply told her that she had accidentally encountered an accident.
Upon arriving at the hospital, Nan Wan thanked Tang Xiaoya and exchanged her contact information.
She quickly treated the external injury on her arm and left.
As soon as Tang Xiaoya's car returned to the hotel entrance, she saw a familiar Rolls-Royce, which was Yan Jin's car.
Tang Xiaoya put on a mask and sunglasses and secretly got into his car.
As soon as the car door closes, he pulls her onto his lap and kisses her until she's breathless.
After lingering for a while, Tang Xiaoya's breathing became erratic.
"Why are you hiding?"
Yan Jin chuckled, his large hand gripping Tang Xiaoya's waist, his fingers tracing her neckline. "I'll have to take this off myself later."
"Now let me kiss you enough, otherwise... tonight the brand will be wondering why the spokesperson they invited had weak legs and fell down."
Whenever she heard these words, Tang Xiaoya couldn't help but blush and lightly punch his shoulder.
Yan Jin provided Tang Xiaoya with the best resources; the second female lead role was just the beginning, and now she is receiving a steady stream of high-end fashion magazine covers and endorsements.
Luxury brands' latest seasonal products, jewelry, and other accessories are delivered directly to the apartment, filling the walk-in closet to capacity. Each piece is extremely valuable.
He also gave her a supplementary card, saying that three million yuan would be deposited into it every month for spending money, and she could buy whatever she liked.
Three million.
It was an astronomical figure that Tang Xiaoya had never dared to imagine.
But she never touched a single penny inside.
Tang Xiaoya knew perfectly well that all this glamorous scenery came with a price tag.
She was a canary carefully kept in Yan Jin's cage, and all of this would have to be repaid with interest in the future.
She didn't know how long this relationship could last, but she told herself that she would spend five years building her career and gain enough confidence so that even if she left Yan Jin in the future, she could still live a free and prosperous life.
Yan Jin was extremely obsessed with Tang Xiaoya's body. Except for the few days of her menstrual period, he demanded her almost every night.
He had amazing physical strength, inexhaustible energy, and superb skills, always able to make her fall for him.
After satisfying himself, Yan Jin put his arm around Tang Xiaoya's waist, lowered his head, and whispered sweet nothings in her ear:
“I can teach you if you don’t act well in a play, but this scene in bed… you little vixen, you’re a natural charmer.”
"Don't talk nonsense..."
Tang Xiaoya was so embarrassed that she shrank her shoulders and tried to escape, but he grabbed her chin and turned her back.
The two joked around until it was almost time for the event, at which point Tang Xiaoya quickly got up to change and put on makeup. Luckily, she stopped him from kissing her neck, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to wear her dress.
That evening, Yan Jin watched her shining brightly from below the stage, unable to take her eyes off her for a moment.
After the event, Yan Jin escorted her back to her hotel.
Yan Jin still clung to him with great enthusiasm.
Tang Xiaoya finally couldn't hold back anymore and pushed him away with a sob in her voice: "President Yan, no more... I'm really tired today..."
Doesn't he get tired?
Isn't he afraid of dying from exhaustion?
Upon hearing this, Yan Jin paused, his handsome face darkening, his deep eyes revealing an unreadable emotion.
Tang Xiaoya felt a little uneasy, afraid that he would be angry.
Unexpectedly, Yan Jin didn't get angry. She just picked up her phone from the bedside table and made a call.
"It's me. The script you liked before, 'Blazing Red Makeup,' the one with a strong female lead, the lead role has been decided, it's for Tang Xiaoya."
He said calmly, "Assemble a team as soon as possible, using the best team."
After saying that, Yan Jin hung up the phone, looked at Tang Xiaoya who was stunned for a moment, and smiled: "Are you still tired now?"
"Blazing Red Makeup"!
That was a top-tier S+ project that a top production team in the industry had been preparing for years. It was a true female-centric drama, a role that many leading actresses would fight tooth and nail for.
And just like that, it became hers in no time?
Tang Xiaoya was instantly overjoyed; her ambition in her career overwhelmed everything else at that moment.
She knew perfectly well what this opportunity meant.
The inner struggle lasted only a brief moment.
Tang Xiaoya immediately put on a sweet smile, took the initiative to move closer, climbed onto his body, and wrapped her arms around his neck like a water snake.
He unbuttoned his shirt, one button at a time.
Her voice was soft and seductive: "Not tired at all... Mr. Yan, it would be my failure if I didn't let you have your fill tonight."
She took the initiative to kiss him, clumsily but trying her best to please him, in the way he liked best.
Suddenly, she no longer felt tired.
Yan Jin enjoyed her initiative with satisfaction.
He reached out and grabbed Tang Xiaoya's ankle, forcefully pulling her towards him. Her brocade nightgown was pushed up to her waist, revealing a dazzling expanse of white.
Tang Xiaoya was probably really too tired. She was tormented to the point of near death by Yan Jin. During the last time, she almost lost consciousness and fainted.
Yan Jin held her sweaty body contentedly, casually twirling the ends of her hair that were scattered on the pillow. "You can't have such poor stamina."
He nibbled on her earlobe, his breath hot. "From now on, you'll go for a five-kilometer run with me every morning. Hmm? You'll need to practice more, otherwise... how will you keep up with my pace?"
Tang Xiaoya nodded. The boss was right.
She didn't even have the strength to lift her eyes; she could only sneer inwardly.
What's the point of practicing? When we're free, I'll run faster than your car.
...
As night deepened, a lamp was lit in the Tang family's ancestral home.
Nan Wan curled up on a deck chair in the yard, looking up at the starry sky.
Thinking of that bastard Lu Qinglin, who actually had his bodyguards beat her, she wanted nothing more than to slap him across the face.
The old butler, Chen Chu, brought over a thin blanket and gently covered her with it.
"Miss, come inside and sleep. It's nighttime, and the wind and dew are cold."
"Thank you, Grandpa Chen. I'll lie down for a while longer."
Her voice was very soft.
The old housekeeper served the Tang family his entire life, from the moment Nanwan was born until she left for distant lands.
After the Tang family fell from grace, he lived alone in the empty Tang residence.
When Nan Wan left Fuzhou back then, it was he who secretly gave her the travel expenses.
Now, this is her only memory of her homeland; the house is filled with traces of her parents' past life.
Thinking about all this, her eyes reddened.
Before long, someone knocked on the heavy door.
Chen Chu quickly went to open the door.
Standing outside the door was Lu Qinglin, and Chen Chu's face instantly hardened.
"Mr. Lu, please leave. The Tang family does not welcome you."
"I want to see Wanwan." Lu Qinglin's voice was deep.
"The young lady isn't here." Chen Chu reached out to block her.
Lu Qinglin only gave him a look.
The two bodyguards behind him immediately stepped forward and grabbed Chen Chu from the left and right.
Lu Qinglin stepped inside.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Nan Wan on the recliner.
She didn't get up, not even lifting her eyelids, but simply turned her head to the other side, completely ignoring him.
He walked a few steps to her, his tall figure looming over her, and then slowly squatted down.
"Where are you hurt?" His voice was filled with suppressed worry.
Nan Wan's lips curled into a cold, sarcastic smile.
"Mr. Lu, why are you coming here in the middle of the night instead of spending time with your confidante?"
Lu Qinglin stared at her, his jawline taut.
"Nanwan, you're allowed to burn down my little house, but I'm not allowed to get angry? Today at the club, I was just joking around with you."
Nan Wan was startled. The small building had burned down?
He suspected it was her?
A wave of sorrow washed over him. It seemed that in his eyes, she was truly the epitome of evil.
"Where is my aunt? Where did you take my aunt?"
"Answer my question first, and apologize to me." Lu Qinglin wouldn't budge an inch.
“It wasn’t me,” Nan Wan said crisply.
Lu Qinglin's eyes were churning with emotion, clearly showing that he didn't believe a single word of it.
Looking at him like this, Nan Wan suddenly laughed, a laugh that was somewhat chilly.
"Alright, since you've made up your mind, then I'm the one who burned it. Is that alright, Mr. Lu? How much? I'll pay you back tomorrow."
He was completely enraged by her nonchalant attitude and reached out to grab her wrist.
How exactly did you get injured?
"You were kidnapped and almost died. Do you still want to hear that answer?" She shook off his hand.
Lu Qinglin paused, a complex mix of emotions flashing in his dark eyes. "Xiao Lou, you really didn't burn it down?"
This statement completely ignited the anger of the Southern Evening News.
She sat up abruptly and pointed in the direction of the door.
"Lu Qinglin, get out of here!"
Lu Qinglin's eyes darkened. Without saying a word, he bent down, put his arms under her knees and back, and lifted her up in his arms.
"What are you doing, Lu Qinglin? Let me go!" Nan Wan struggled violently, her fist pounding on his chest.
“Your aunt misses you. I’ll take you to see her,” he whispered in her ear.
Nanwan's struggle stopped instantly.
As she stepped outside, she turned back to Chen Chu, who had chased after her, and said, "Grandpa Chen, I'll come back to see you in a few days."
Chen Chu watched the car lights disappear into the distance and shook his head helplessly.
In the end, he couldn't escape the Lu family.
The car sped along, but when it stopped, there was no sign of her aunt. Instead, there was a heavily guarded villa on the hillside.
Nan Wan's heart sank.
She was scammed again.
"Lu Qinglin, let me go."
"Be good." He placed her on the sofa, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Nan Wan looked at him coldly, "My people will be here tomorrow. You don't mind if I turn this place into a hornet's nest, do you?"
Lu Qinglin smiled.
"I'm not afraid."
"If you want to see your aunt, be good."
A servant came over and bowed respectfully. "Sir, the midnight snack is ready."
"Have something with me." Lu Qinglin looked at her.
Nan Wan was indeed hungry, so she walked silently to the dining table, picked up her bowl, and started drinking porridge.
In the quiet restaurant, the only sound was the soft slurping of her porridge.
She suddenly put down her spoon and spoke.
“Lu Qinglin, even if I, Nan Wan, am the worst, I wouldn’t be so shameless as to burn down your little house.”
“Whenever something goes wrong, you try to pin the blame on me.”
"You have never truly trusted me."
She looked at him, speaking each word clearly.
Lu Qinglin remained silent for a long time, his Adam's apple bobbing.
"sorry."
He picked up a piece of fish meat for her, after removing the bones.
Looking at the piece of fish, Nan Wan suddenly felt a wave of nausea washing over her.
She slammed down her chopsticks. "I'm full."
After saying that, he walked upstairs without looking back.
Lu Qinglin watched her retreating figure, then took out his phone and dialed a number.
"Bei Chen, I need to call some people."
Fu Beichen laughed on the other end of the phone, "Young Master Lu, you can't even handle one woman, and you still have the nerve to ask for someone?"
"Lei Bao is here; they want to kill Nan Wan."
"Okay, I'll send it to you tomorrow."
Lu Qinglin went back to the master bedroom and took a shower. When he came out, he only had a towel wrapped around his waist.
He went to find Nan Wan, and pushed open the doors of four guest rooms in a row, only to find them all empty.
Finally, they found her curled up on the bed in the smallest bedroom at the end of the corridor.
He lifted the covers and got into bed, but the slight sagging of the mattress immediately woke her up.
She reached out and pushed him warily, "What are you doing! Get off!"
He stretched out his long arm and pulled her directly into his embrace, pressing her against his burning chest.
"Wanwan, be good. I'll just hold you while we sleep, and I won't do anything else."
"Stay away from me, it's hot." His chest was so hot it made her heart race.
Lu Qinglin ignored her protests, forcefully hugged her, and kissed her delicate neck several times, with a sense of punishment and possession.
Nanwan was so sleepy that she could only endure it with her body stiff.
After an unknown amount of time, Nan Wan fell into a deep sleep; she was truly exhausted.
Lu Qinglin's hot breath sprayed onto her ear.
"Wanwan, please don't push me away anymore."
His voice was hoarse, with a hint of determination.
"If you won't forgive me, then let's entangle ourselves until we die."
He could fall asleep peacefully, drawn by her delicate fragrance.
A short while later, Nan Wan rolled over, her hand resting on her lower abdomen. She straddled him, pinning him down... He suddenly opened his eyes...
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