Mo Xuan paused, standing still, his slender figure disheveled in the strong wind.
Fu Yan was right. He dared not make a move because the Mo family was no match for the Fu family.
Xiao Xin pounded on Fu Yan's back, struggling violently.
He felt a little dizzy and weakly called out, "Fu Yan, put me down..."
Fear surged in Xiao Xin's heart, and even her voice was tinged with a sob.
Fu Yan felt nothing. Seeing that Mo Xuan was no longer moving, he turned around, opened the back door of the car, and threw Xiao Xin into the back seat.
Xiao Xin's waist ached from the fall. He sat up in pain and tried to crawl out of the car, but was pushed back by a huge force. As soon as he looked up, he met Fu Yan's cold gaze.
Fu Yan ripped off his tie and asked in a cold voice with patience, "Choose him or me?"
Xiao Xin stared blankly at him with hatred. Just as she was about to speak, Fu Yan's head was slammed against the car door by a hand.
Mo Xuan pressed Fu Yan's head down and slammed it against the car twice. "You brat, I'll teach you a lesson today, or I'm not a Mo!"
Mo Xuan was furious. He had had enough of Fu Yan's reckless behavior and finally exploded.
A red mark immediately appeared on Fu Yan's forehead, and fine beads of blood seeped from the wound.
He gritted his teeth, his eyes growing colder.
Before Xiao Xin could stop him, Fu Yan had already turned around, grabbed Mo Xuan by the collar, pushed him to the ground, and relentlessly punched Mo Xuan in the face.
After four punches, Mo Xuan was panting heavily with a bruised and swollen face, and his mouth was bleeding from a bruise.
Fu Yan shook his hand, seeing that he had no strength to resist, grabbed his collar and sneered: "Have you forgotten how your Yorkshire Terrier died?"
Mo Xuan certainly remembered, "He was bitten to death because he was fighting with your wolfhound for food, but I also want to remind you, Xiao Xin is not your possession, he is a person!"
Mo Xuan's face looked somewhat disheveled from the injuries, but he spoke with a firm voice.
Fu Yan's grip on his collar tightened: "You don't need to remind me!"
After saying that, he grabbed Mo Xuan by the collar, raised his blood-stained fist, and started punching him in the face again.
Passing vehicles saw this scene and immediately took out their phones to call the police.
Xiao Xin finally managed to open the car door, and as soon as she got out, she saw Mo Xuan lying on the ground, half-dead from being beaten by Fu Yan.
Mo Xuan glanced at Xiao Xin, saw the worry on his face, and smiled.
Xiao Xin's forehead throbbed with pain, and she staggered over, throwing herself onto Mo Xuan.
He held Mo Xuan's head, his voice trembling, "Fu Yan, stop hitting me, I'll go with you..."
Fu Yan's hand, which was raised halfway in the air, suddenly stopped.
Mo Xuan's swollen eyes were half-closed, taking in the compromise in Xiao Xin's eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow in his heart.
"Xiao Xin, you don't need to plead with him for me. I just want you to know that he's a ruthless killer..."
Seeing his face contorted from the beating, yet still stubborn, Xiao Xin couldn't help but slap him. "Shut up!"
Mo Xuan's eyes were filled with astonishment: "Xiao Xin, you..."
Fu Yan stopped, pulled Xiao Xin to her feet, and led her away from the scene before the police arrived.
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In the car, Xiao Xin sat quietly in the back seat, looking at the back of Fu Yan's head in the driver's seat and asked, "You've regained your memories, haven't you?"
Fu Yan didn't answer him, but glanced at Xiao Xin's anxious face in the rearview mirror: "Resign from the Mo family."
Xiao Xin frowned and reminded him, "Fu Yan, we've already broken up."
Fu Yan laughed, "Brother, have you forgotten what you said?"
Xiao Xin looked at him blankly.
Fu Yan noticed the confusion in his eyes and reminded him, "Brother said he would never leave me."
Xiao Xin's heart skipped a beat. He pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Fu Yan, there's a limit to how much you can fool around."
Fu Yan gave a bitter laugh: "So, brother, you still want to leave me, right?"
Xiao Xin felt an urge to strangle someone. Looking in the rearview mirror at the injury on Fu Yan's forehead, she frowned and said, "Fu Yan! Are you still a child?"
Fu Yan let out a muffled groan from his nose, his chest pounding with anger.
He didn't want to engage in any more pointless theoretical arguments with Xiao Xin, so he simply kept quiet.
As Xiao Xin watched his face grow increasingly gloomy, her unease intensified.
The car sped up, cutting through the night like a gust of wind.
Xiao Xin sat in the back seat, her heart beating faster and faster.
Fu Yan did not take Xiao Xin back to the villa, but went to his private apartment instead.
In the garage, Fu Yan opened the back door of the car, ignoring Xiao Xin's horrified gaze, and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt with one hand.
Looking at his gloomy face, Xiao Xin couldn't help but ask, "What... are you going to do?"
Fu Yan looked down at him, bent down and climbed into the back seat, leaned close to Xiao Xin's ear, and said in a low, husky voice, "Let me see if I'm a child or an adult..."
His warm breath sprayed into Xiao Xin's ear, making Xiao Xin tremble. He smelled the woody scent again, and his heart began to race.
Fu Yan felt the person beneath him trembling with fear, and gently kissed Xiao Xin's earlobe to comfort him: "Brother, do you want to stay in the car... or go home?"
“Fu Yan,” Xiao Xin’s voice trembled, “you clearly promised to break up with me…”
Fu Yan bit his earlobe hard: "If your brother's words don't count, how can you expect me to be the only one who keeps his promise?"
Xiao Xin: "..."
Fu Yan continued kissing his neck, feeling his trembling. "Breaking up is fine, but I won't let you leave me. From today onwards, you'll always be by my side, and your eyes will only have me..."
Xiao Xin's breathing became increasingly unsteady, and her palms clenched tighter.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Fu Yan propped himself up and pinched Xiao Xin's chin.
Xiao Xin's eyes reddened as she stared at him stubbornly.
However, in Fu Yan's eyes, his angry and furious appearance was nothing more than a sign of anger.
Fu Yan patiently asked, "Brother, in the car or home? I can't wait any longer..."
His fingers traced the outline of Xiao Xin's chin, then slid down to his Adam's apple, and then to his shirt collar...
"I don't think I've ever taken you to my house yet. From now on, please stay at home and don't go anywhere else..." Fu Yan's possessiveness was uncontrollably revealed in his eyes.
He didn't want Xiao Xin to have contact with anyone except him.
He wanted Shawn to belong entirely to him.
Xiao Xin gritted his teeth, his chest heaving with anger.
Fu Yan saw him staring at him in a daze and suddenly laughed, "The way you're looking at me, brother, only makes me want to fuck you even more..."
As soon as Xiao Xin raised his hand, Fu Yan grabbed his wrist.
"Brother, are you going to hit me again?"
The gentleness in Fu Yan's eyes had vanished, replaced entirely by coldness.
He lowered his eyes, his large hand restraining Xiao Xin's wrist, and took the tie from the side, slowly wrapping it around his wrist.
"How can I make you completely mine, brother? By getting married? Or by tying you up like this?" Fu Yan looked at his bound hands and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
Xiao Xin stared at him blankly, struggling violently: "Fu Yan, are you crazy?"
"I advise you, brother, not to make a futile struggle..."
Fu Yan grabbed his wrist and pressed it against the car window, looking down at him: "Wasn't I forced into this state by you, brother?"
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