Chapter 967: Chapter 974: Extra (1)
The timeline is a few years ago.
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A flashy red sports car stopped in front of Xie Qinghuan’s building.
Yan Yiheng leaned against the car door, fiddling with his phone, as numerous women’s gazes fell onto him, unable to look away, each face flushed.
Yan Jiu was making calls, dialing over ten times on the phone.
But evidently, the other party was clearly not planning to answer.
His face grew a bit harsher, he put away his phone and walked straight into the building, starting to knock on the door.
The initial knocking sound was still quite gentle.
But a few minutes later, it became a bit impatient.
"Xie Qinghuan, open the door for me! Otherwise, I’ll have to break it down." Yan Jiu’s face was somewhat darkened; no woman had ever dared treat him like this before.
Inside the room, there was still no movement. If he wasn’t certain that she was home, one would really think there was no one inside.
’Knock knock!’
The pounding on the door grew louder, while upstairs and downstairs, occasionally someone would poke their head out to express displeasure.
But when faced with his eyes filled with a murderous aura, everyone obediently fell silent.
Inside the room, Xie Qinghuan was slightly annoyed; she really didn’t understand what kind of disease this lunatic had, clinging to her like a ghost all day.
Seeing the sky get darker and darker, he still persistently disturbed the neighborhood.
She had no choice but to brace herself and open the door.
As soon as the door opened, he entered uninvited, not forgetting to close the door behind him.
"I say, Yan Yiheng, this is my home..."
The sentence hadn’t fully exited her mouth when he lowered his head and fiercely kissed her lips, carrying a hint of discontent and longing: "I called you twenty-one times."
Xie Qinghuan tried to push him away, turned her face and said blandly: "Was showering, didn’t hear."
He squinted at her, noticing she was wearing a light blue robe, clearly just out of the shower.
His demeanor relaxed slightly, pushing her against the dining table, his large hand starting to search under her skirt: "Is this cleaned up and waiting to welcome me?"
Xie Qinghuan looked at him with a forced smile.
He kissed her neck: "Since when did you gain such enlightenment?"
"Yan Yiheng... you really are as shameless as ever..."
But before the words were finished, he swallowed them all.
He was like a beast suppressed for a long time, anxiously kissing from her chin down her jade neck, greedily moving towards the chest.
Xie Qinghuan tried to push him away, but it was to no avail.
She frowned slightly, unable to withstand. He was like a restless young fellow, holding an inexplicable desire for her.
Xie Qinghuan lowered her eyes slightly, seeing that she couldn’t push him away, she simply stopped resisting.
She said slowly: "Do you take my place as a hotel?"
His actions paused for a moment, he then looked up at her silently.
"Or do you see me as a prostitute?" She was disheveled, her expression indifferent, leaning against the table, seemingly seductive.
"If Mr. Yan is only driven by lust, you’ll need to pay. If it’s affection, you’ll need to pursue me first." Xie Qinghuan smiled nonchalantly.
She and he had slept together numerous times.
Someone like him, she couldn’t afford to offend.
She knew, people like them all had a limit to their tolerance, so she always had to balance within that limit.
But she didn’t intend to remain like this forever; she didn’t have that much time to waste on him.
Yan Jiu pressed his lips lightly, looking at her without speaking, his devilishly charming eyes tinged with complexity.
Xie Qinghuan chuckled lightly: "Having played for so long, Mr. Yan, when do you plan to get tired of it?"
Yan Jiu stared at her for a long time, his lips pulling into a somewhat cruel curve: "Seems like it’s about time."
