Chapter 144 Yan Xin's Background



Yan Xin's face turned dark. "How many brothers do you have? Jiang Chen, Guan Wenbai, Song Jingliang, and now there's Dong Xiaoming." After mentioning Dong Xiaoming, he suddenly narrowed his eyes dangerously, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Guan Jibai widened his eyes in disbelief. Is his idol jealous?

Hehehe...I'm actually quite happy.

"You are just my brother. In my heart, Yan Xin, you are the one I love the most. You are my sweetheart."

Guan Jibai was so happy that he blurted out his problems from his previous life. After he finished speaking, he found that the tall and slender man next to him was as powerful as a towering mountain, oppressing him so much that his breathing became faster.

"My sweetheart?" Yan Xin murmured these three words, his low and pleasant voice tinged with a hint of ambiguity and lingering affection, making people blush and their heartbeats speed up.

Guan Jibai bit her red lips subconsciously, she was so nervous that she felt like she was not herself anymore.

"I am your beloved one? Huh?" Yan Xin asked in an ambiguous tone.

"Um... the car is here, I need to go home..."

"Come back!" Yan Xin easily pulled back the man who was about to run away with his hand. His movements were incredibly smooth. When Guan Jibai fell back into his arms, he spun in the air, from facing each other with his back to his face.

Guan Jibai's mind was blank, he could not hear any sound, and there was only Yan Xin in his eyes.

Even time seemed to stop at this moment.

Yan Xin's fingertips with thin calluses gently stroked Shangguan Jibai's cheek, carefully outlining her contours. His strong arms clasped her waist. He lowered his head slightly, and when he looked at her with his deep eyes, he gave people a feeling of incomprehensible complexity, heaviness, restraint, and a hint of fascination.

Yan Xin's breathing quickened a little, and his thin lips got closer and closer, but he finally restrained himself and stayed at a distance that Guan Jibai could not see or reach.

Guan Jibai's blank mind suddenly came back to his senses, and he subconsciously wanted to stand on tiptoe, but Yan Xin let go of him at the same time and separated the two.

Guan Jibai: "..."

Don’t torture me like this. The male god is self-taught and has the attributes of a scumbag and a sea king.

Guan Jibai thought with infinite resentment.

"Has Jiang Chen ever told you about my background?"

"No!"

"Ahem..." Yan Xin suddenly held Guan Jibai's hand, their skin touching bit by bit, their warmth intertwined and lingering. All of Guan Jibai's attention was attracted by his hand.

"I'm also an illegitimate child, a bastard many people look down upon." Yan Xin spoke of his life story without a flicker of emotion, his eyes brimming with a faint smile. "My father was a renowned playboy, possessing countless women regardless of race."

Guan Jibai's eyes widened in surprise. He never expected that the eldest grandson who had been designated as the heir of the Yan family since childhood and the most beloved by Mr. Yan would actually be an illegitimate child.

"You really don't know. Actually, not everyone in the Yan family knows about this." Yan Xin held her hand and led her to the side of the road. Then he said, "When I was a child, my facial features were more Western, but my hair was black. At that time, I hadn't returned to the Yan family yet, and no one around me liked me."

Guan Jibai felt as if his heart was being pricked by needles.

She never knew that Yan Xin was a mixed-race. He did have a high nose bridge, but his overly handsome features and reserved and elegant temperament only reminded people of the unparalleled oriental temperament of a handsome young man.

His temperament completely matches people's imagination of the mysterious oriental temperament, and no one dares to think that he is a mixed-race.

In the 1980s and 1990s, mixed-race people were not as popular as they are today, and were not considered the upper limit of appearance. In this era, mixed-race people were more likely to be rejected by both sides and not be recognized by anyone.

Many people called me a bastard.

"Then what?"

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