Why don't he take advantage of Fu Yan's dazed state and treat her better?
Maybe Fu Yan will take pity on him and give him a huge sum of money to get rid of him?
Seeing him in a daze, Fu Yan spread his five fingers and waved them in front of Xiao Xin: "Brother, let's go, let's go home."
Xiao Xin suddenly snapped back to reality and glanced at the black tote bag in his hand. It contained clothes and medicine that Yu Muqing had been sending to Fu Yan intermittently over the past few days.
He straightened up, glanced at all the items he hadn't missed, beckoned to Fu Yan behind him, and strode ahead towards the door.
As Xiao Xin and Fu Yan arrived at the parking lot, a car parked not far away suddenly honked at them, its headlights flashing twice directly at Xiao Xin.
Xiao Xin looked in the direction of the light and saw Mu Qing's Rolls-Royce Phantom parked in the shadows not far away.
Xiao Xin handed the car keys to Fu Yan and told him to get in the car first.
Fu Yan saw him walk straight towards another car and was about to chase after him.
Xiao Xin turned around and glared at him: "Be good."
Fu Yan paused, withdrew his foot, obediently opened the car door, and sat in the passenger seat to wait for Xiao Xin.
Xiao Xin watched him sit down before walking towards Yu Muqing's car with peace of mind.
He opened the passenger door and sat down, glancing casually at Yu Muqing's neck.
Her shirt collar was wide open, revealing a fair neck covered in hickeys, half-hidden by her swirling hair, giving the impression of an attempt to conceal something more.
Xiao Xin looked away and cleared his throat awkwardly.
Yu Muqing noticed the embarrassment on his face but didn't bother to hide it.
He held a cigarette between his fingers, flicked the ash out the car window, and gave Xiao Xin a mocking look: "What, never seen him before?"
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