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Yan Luoluo rubbed the back of her hand hard against her mouth until the pain made her feel a smooth and wet touch. Then, without thinking, she slapped Mu Beihan's face.

Pow!

The loud and piercing slapping sound was especially loud in the quiet car.

The car went silent for a moment.

Mu Beihan's expression was terrifyingly gloomy, and he said: "You dare to hit me."

Yan Luoluo gasped for breath, her chest rising and falling gently, her tone filled with anger: "Why would I not dare, let me tell you, Mu Beihan, no matter how high your position is, you should still learn to respect others, and not be like a wild beast who kisses anyone you see."

A kiss without any warning, and this feeling of being forced, made her very uncomfortable.

Mu Beihan reached his hands out to Yan Luoluo's slender neck and pressed her close to him, saying: "Really, I'm a wild beast?"

His hands were very cold, making Yan Luoluo feel as if she was being coiled up by a venomous snake.

"I don't mind showing you what a real beast looks like." Mu Beihan moved closer to Yan Luoluo, locking her in place and preventing her from struggling free.

Her lips were only a few millimeters away from touching his.

Although all the cells in his body were clamoring that they would obey his will and ruthlessly teach this woman a lesson, when Mu Beihan saw the fear that had truly appeared in his eyes, for some reason, he didn't want to do this anymore.

He released his grip, crushed the burnt smoke, and unlocked the door.

Yan Luoluo immediately got off the car. Her legs were a little soft, and she did not give any face with her eight centimeter high shoes. Before she even reached the door, she fiercely twisted her legs.

Yan Luoluo inhaled a breath of cold air, but she still endured the pain and walked back home. Her speed was so fast that it seemed like there was a ferocious beast chasing after her.

Why was he always so haunting? Yan Luoluo cursed inwardly.

When he finally got home, he opened the door only to find that instead of the usual few dim lights, every lamp had been turned on and the living room was as bright as day.

Once they entered, Yan Qingfan immediately pounced on them and said: "Mommy, you're back!"

Yan Luoluo caught Yan Qingfan and said in shock, "Fanfan, why aren't you sleeping today?"

"Mommy," Yan Qingfan's eyes sparkled as he said, "Is that Uncle Mu downstairs? You came back with Uncle Mu? "

"Downstairs?" Yan Luoluo didn't bother to answer his son's question. She picked him up in one go and walked towards the balcony, but as expected, Mu Beihan still hadn't left.

He leaned against the car and took another cigarette. The scarlet light of the fire was almost extinguished in the darkness.

As if he felt that someone was looking at him, Mu Beihan actually lifted his head and looked in her direction.

Yan Luoluo immediately retreated backwards and left the balcony.

Xiao Qingfan hugged Mummy's neck. She was probably very sleepy already, so she acted like she didn't have a usual flirtatious attitude. "Mummy, you haven't accompanied me for a long time. I'll take a break tomorrow, so I can sleep a little later tonight."

Usually, it was Aunt Zhang who took care of him. However, because Aunt Zhang's family had some matters to attend to today, Yan Qingfan was at home alone.

"Mommy, that was Uncle Mu, right? Do you work with him?"

Initially, he had not known how to make Uncle Mu and Mommy meet up. If they were working together, that would be awesome!