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An Qian sneered coldly in her heart. Her face still carried a hint of coldness, ridicule, and even a bit of contempt.

"Sang Yan, do you treat me like a three year old child? Or, do you think I'm still an eighteen year old girl with my first love? Would they believe such a lowly lie like yours? "

She smiled and raised her eyebrows, glancing at the man. However, he astonishingly discovered that the man's lower eyes actually revealed a little disappointment and desolation. He was really putting on a show. Even his subtle expression was so exquisite. If he didn't become a playboy, it would truly be a waste of his talent.

Sang Yan's thin lips slightly parted as he said in a quiet and hoarse voice, "Dishang, you still won't believe me."

An Qian turned her gaze away, too lazy to pay any more attention to him.

Humans could have anything, but they had to have courage and self-awareness. An Qian knew that even though her looks were acceptable, she was definitely not a rare beauty. She did not want a man to fall in love with her just by looking at her. She didn't have that kind of photographic appearance either.

In fact, compared to Gu Ruoyun, he lacked her sense of being gentle and reserved. Compared to Chu Keyue, he lacked the self-confidence and elegance that he felt from the bottom of his bones.

To put it bluntly, he was just an ordinary woman. The moment it was placed on the street, it would immediately be submerged in the sea of people.

And he, Sang Yan. How could someone of such esteemed standing fall in love with him at first sight? It was simply a fantasy story!

"I know you won't believe it." Sang Yan suddenly opened his mouth, forcefully interrupting An Qian's train of thoughts. He turned around and firmly stared at her. "I will make you believe me. There will be a day!"

An Shuang still did not take his words seriously, and did not even give him a response. In the next moment, Sang Yan suddenly grabbed onto her hand. She didn't even think before flinging it away. The man clenched his fingers so hard that she couldn't get rid of him.

With a faint smile on his face, Sang Yan grabbed her hand and put on a bracelet.

"What does that mean?" An Qian curiously looked at the bracelet on her wrist.

"The Sang family's inheritance has been passed down from generation to generation, and even now, I still haven't found anyone who can give it away …" Until I met you. "

"…" Why was this scene like the Mo family? They were all bracelets passed down from generation to generation, passed on to their wives.

An Qian stretched out her hand and was about to pull it down. "I'm sorry, I can't accept this."

"The man pressed his hand down and stopped her." You can accept it. "

"I can't!"

"Yes!"

"…" Why was he so stubborn? An Qian thought for a while and said, "I am Mo Yelan's woman. I will follow him for the rest of my life, and only him." Even if he isn't there, I won't have a choice. Therefore, you should keep this bracelet. "

The gentle-looking man's face suddenly darkened when he heard An Shuang's words. "Don't talk about other men in front of me in the future, if you don't want him to die so early."

Was this a naked threat? Could it be that he was warned like this, and from then on, it would submit to him and be manipulated by him?

An Qian secretly sucked in a deep breath and coldly replied, "He's my husband. If I didn't mention who he was, who else would I mention?"

"Me!" The corner of Sang Yan's mouth twitched as a burst of anger appeared on his face.

"He's my husband!"

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly turned deathly silent. The scenery on both sides became stiff and mechanical as it swept towards the back. The car made a dull noise as it drove along the smooth road.

After a while, the man's gaze turned cold and his tone became extremely sinister, "It won't be for long!"

"…"

An Qian secretly endured the anger in her heart. However, he still stubbornly took off the bracelet on his wrist and threw it onto the man's leg.

It was this movement that completely enraged Sang Yan.

To him, this thing did not mean much. It was just a treasure, so he did not put it in his eyes. However, he actually gave it away, yet was thrown back at him as if he was disdainful of it. This was something that the proud Sang Yan found completely unacceptable.

He grabbed An Qian's wrist and tightly held her slender hand. He forcibly ignored her resistance and once again put the bracelet on her wrist.

"Didn't you think that Ye Han would be able to save you today? Hehe … Dream on! "Wear it properly for me. After I kill him, we will have our wedding immediately!"

The man's tone was firm and cold. With an irresistible domineering and decision.

Upon hearing this, An Qian couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably.

He really did know. He knew that Ye Han was already here. But, where is Ye Han now? How much did he know about Ye Han's whereabouts?

What went wrong? Was it his phone?

Looking at the expression on her face, she started to pale bit by bit. Sang Yan smiled. This smile contained a bit of ridicule and a bit of pride.

His smile only served to increase An Qian's worries.

"You're watching me?" She gritted her teeth and asked.

The man lightly raised his handsome eyebrows and said with a rather roguish tone, "I'm just concerned about you."

The hairs all over Ann's body stood up. This man was too terrifying! On the surface, he didn't ask her about her every move, but in reality, he was secretly monitoring her every move. No wonder he invited her to dinner so suddenly last night. His real purpose was just to get something out of himself and secretly celebrate by himself?

She quickly turned her body to the side, opened the door, and prepared to jump down.

The man stretched out his arm and easily wrapped her around. With a slight bow, he shut the car door firmly. He pressed her down and growled, "Woman, do you want to die?"

"Let me go! "Bastard." An Qian was struggling desperately.

She knew that the place that Sang Yan had brought her to was definitely the place where Ye Han was going to stay. He had definitely set up an ambush. If not for him, Ye Han would be on high alert. However, if he was here, he would definitely be distracted. If he fell into his trap, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Therefore, she had tried so hard to jump down.

If he died, that would be even better. At the very least, Ye Han wouldn't have any more worries. If he didn't die, he would definitely be severely injured. Sang Yan would definitely take him back the way he came to the hospital for treatment.

"Woman, you're actually using your life to save him? "You're courting death!" Sang Yan's mind was very clear; how could he not understand her intentions?

He pouted her lower jaw and gave her a fierce bite on her lips.

"Wuu ~ ~ ~" An Qian cried out in pain.

The corner of his mouth was bitten by a man. His saliva was stained, and suddenly he felt pain from thorns. It could be predicted that the corner of his mouth had been bitten through.