Lin Qisheng spoke very gently, but Ruan Qing'an felt as if she were being tightly entangled by evil spirits. She couldn't even muster a hint of sweetness; she was so disgusted that she felt like vomiting her lunch on the spot, and her mind suddenly turned cold.
Remembering what Lin Chen had said before, every woman Lin Qisheng used as a substitute for died on the eve of their wedding.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the study froze.
Seeing that Ruan Qing'an remained silent, Lin Qisheng's originally gentle expression gradually twisted. He raised his hand and pressed down on Ruan Qing'an's wrist, as if puzzled: "What's wrong? Are you unhappy, An'an?"
Lin Qisheng used tremendous force, almost as if he were about to break bones.
Lin Chen had also gripped Ruan Qing'an's wrist before, but the pain he caused was far less than that of the old man Lin Qisheng. For a moment, the pain made her eyes fill with tears, and you could vaguely see the streaks of tears.
Seeing this, Lin Chen couldn't help but frown.
If it were him, Ruan Qing'an would probably have already backed down and kicked her—he couldn't stand her pretending to be obedient in front of Lin Qisheng; it was just annoying to watch.
Lin Chen paused, then spoke to divert Lin Qisheng's attention, "Father, are you sure you want me to handle this?"
Lin Qisheng came to his senses and finally let go of her hand. At this moment, Ruan Qingan took the opportunity to say, "That's not what I meant, sir... It's just that the wedding is so important, I still hope that you will take charge of the arrangements."
As Ruan Qingan spoke, he lowered his head, looking shy.
Lin Qisheng waved his hand, "I'm just telling you. Lin Chen, you should start preparing. If An'an is worried, I can handle the rest after I'm done with my work. How about that?"
"After all, they call you 'Madam,' so it needs to be done properly."
Now that things had come to this point, Lin Qisheng was clearly determined to get it done. Ruan Qing'an's heart sank slightly. Since she couldn't refuse, she could only say, "I'll do whatever you say, sir. But there's no rush for the wedding. You've been working day and night lately, so you need to take care of your health."
Hearing her soft, caring voice, Lin Qisheng appeared deeply in love, uttering a string of sweet and mushy words, a far cry from the man who had almost broken Ruan Qing'an's hand just moments before.
After discussing important matters, Lin Qisheng asked Ruan Qingan and Lin Chen to leave first, while he continued to work in his study.
After leaving the study, Ruan Qing'an and Lin Chen walked side by side down the corridor. Only after confirming that Lin Qisheng couldn't hear her did she breathe a sigh of relief and whisper to Lin Chen, "Thank you so much this time, Lin Chen."
"This old man really goes crazy every day, it's just—"
Before Ruan Qing'an could finish speaking, Lin Chen interrupted, "Your way of thanking me is to almost send me to the basement and get me beaten up?"
"Ah, this..."
Ruan Qingan touched his nose, his gaze shifting uncertainly: "The situation was urgent at the time, and I had no choice but to make up an excuse."
She instinctively tried to explain, but found that Lin Chen stretched out his long arm and blocked her way. The young man's tall figure pinned Ruan Qing'an in a corner, which was a dead end in the corridor, where she couldn't see in front or behind.
Lin Chen looked down at him and said, "Keep making this up."
"When he wanted to punish you, I did say something..."
Ruan Qing'an murmured softly, tapping her slender fingers back and forth, looking displeased—a stark contrast to her earlier feigned obedience.
Lin Chen was almost laughing in anger. He reached out and pinched Ruan Qing'an's face, forcing her to raise her head: "Then I should thank you?"
"Listen to this, what kind of lame excuse is this? Exercising in the bedroom? What a great excuse. How about I help you with some 'couples' activities' to teach you a lesson, so you won't make up any more excuses and almost ruin my life?"
Ruan Qing'an's face flushed red as she grabbed Lin Chen's wrist and said, "Let go, you filthy scoundrel, your thoughts are disgusting!"
"Ha, better than someone touching their stepson's abs."
"You flirted with my stepmother, you're no better than her!"
The two exchanged a few words, but unfortunately, Ruan Qing'an had already resorted to physical violence, and Lin Chen had verbally harassed them, so neither of them was in the right.
A stalemate ensued until Ruan Qing'an nearly bit Lin Chen's wrist, at which point he finally released her, took a half-step back, and looked at Ruan Qing'an's flushed face, which was much prettier than the marks Lin Qisheng had made. Only then did Lin Chen feel a little relieved.
The two stood in the corner, silent for a moment.
"Are you really going to marry him?"
"Are you really going to have a wedding?"
The two spoke in unison, then exchanged a glance, and Ruan Qing'an said, "You've seen how crazy he is every day, how can I refuse him?"
“Just like the seafood that night, did I have the right to refuse? Lin Chen, Lin Qisheng’s power makes it impossible for me to even run away. Weren’t you punished by him too? Tell me, what can I do?”
Power, huh...
Upon hearing this, Lin Chen leaned against the wall, his eyes half-closed—yes, Ruan Qing'an was like a wildcat baring its claws at him, but as gentle as a kitten towards Lin Qisheng, wasn't that the reason?
Seeing that Ruan Qing'an was about to leave, he suddenly said, "You secretly investigated Lin Qisheng because you didn't want to sit idly by and wait for your death, right?"
“Let’s work together, Nguyen Thanh An.”
"Lin Qisheng has been so busy lately, I suspect he's also plotting against me. And you, with your wedding approaching, you won't survive either. In that case, why don't we find a way to get rid of Lin Qisheng?"
Ruan Qingan paused and turned around.
The tall young man leaned against the corner of the wall, with sunlight streaming in through the window behind him. His handsome and aggressive face was half-hidden in the shadows, and his deep ruby earrings glittered slightly.
A slight smile played on his lips, like a beast in the abyss.
It was as if they were luring her step by step into the abyss to dance together, waiting for her to become their accomplice and conspirator.
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