Qin Jian instinctively wanted to stop her, but he didn't want to watch her, but then he thought that she had seen the surveillance camera, and had seen what she should have seen, and no longer moved.

The sleeves were rolled up, revealing the wounds scratched by glass on his arm.

An Yin looked along the wound until there were scratches on his hands, backs and palms.

An Yin took a deep breath and said lightly: "Have the wound been treated?"

“Processed.”

Qin Jian's cell phone ringtone cut through the silent night.

The two looked at the phone that was lit up on the screen.

It was a call from Qin Zhai.

An Yin always thought that she could see through it very well. Even if Miss Mu came, she would not feel much. However, when she looked at the caller ID, she felt very upset when she thought of a cousin from the Mu family in Qinzhai.

Qin Jian answered the phone, "Sister Ling, what's the matter?"

"My cousin asked the old man to ask An Yin to serve him, but the old man agreed."

Qin Jian said coldly: "The Mu family's face is so big."

"..." Wu Ling didn't dare to answer the conversation.

An Yin couldn't hear what Wu Ling said, and looked at Qin Jian with wide eyes, wanting to know what the conversation was.

Qin Jian glanced at her and said, "Let Yan Xinyue pass."

"yes."

Qin Jian hung up the phone and looked at An Yin, his eyes as deep as the night behind him.

Suddenly, he pinched her chin with his fingers and kissed her.

An Yin subconsciously avoided her slightly, and her chin hurt. He squeezed her tightly, but she couldn't avoid it. His lips were accurately pressed against her lips, so domineering that she could not allow her to retreat.

****

Mu's cousin Zhao Liqin looked at the woman standing in front of her.

He dressed up in a dignified manner, but there were deliberate traces everywhere. It was obvious that he dressed up like this in order to meet them.

The more deliberate and dignified you are, the more unrestrained you are in peace.

Zhao Liqin snorted coldly, vixen!

"You're An Yin?"

"I'm not An Yin, my name is Yan Xinyue."

Zhao Liqin immediately pulled down her face, "The person I want is An Yin. What kind of thing you are, you dare to get up by yourself."

Yan Xinyue's face became a little ugly.

Wu Ling said: "An Yin has not come back, so our third young master asked Miss Yan to come over. Miss Yan is our little wife and is more capable of taking care of people than An Yin's girl."

Yan Xinyue secretly hated that they never regarded her as their little wife.

Now that someone has come to the Mu family, she is pushed out and the little lady who is still talking about it is clearly arousing hatred for her.

Sure enough, Zhao Liqin and her mother Mu Shuzhen changed their faces together, looked at each other before looking at Yan Xinyue.

Qin Jian threw his little wife out to serve them, giving them enough face.

But I don’t feel a little comfortable, but instead feel a disgusting feeling of a fly.

Waiting for Wu Ling to leave, he saw Yan Xinyue from the top.

He looks like this, why did he fascinate Qin Jian?

Wu Ling: "Ms. Yan, I will leave the guests to you for your care."

"Okay." Yan Xinyue cursed Wu Ling to death in her heart, but her face was polite and respectful.

Wu Ling left.

Yan Xinyue stepped forward to pour tea.

Zhao Liqin looked at Yan Xinyue coldly, "My sister hasn't passed the door yet, you climbed into the third young master's bed first. You are amazing."

"I don't have the courage, but the third young master. I'm unconscious and treat me as another person." Yan Xinyue said, as if she had missed her mouth, and quickly covered her mouth with a panic look.

"One other person? Who?"

"No...no one."

Wu Ling was outside the door, sneering, saying too much, and making a lot of mistakes.

Do you think it's a disaster to An Yin?

But I don’t know that it was the Third Young Master who deliberately threw you out, leaving you with all his might.
Chapter completed!