The night was getting darker and darker, and the neon lights flashed across the girl's face outside the car window.
Yan Louchuan slowed down the car to twenty or thirty yards, and the thirty-minute journey from Yuwei Garden to Yujun Mansion took almost an hour like an old tortoise.
Jiang Hexun was so sleepy that he yawned, "Isn't it here yet?"
Yan Louchuan turned his head and glanced at her, "If you feel sleepy, take a nap. I'll call you when you get there."
Jiang Hexun responded in a daze, tilted his head and leaned on the back of the chair and quickly fell asleep.
Yan Louchuan pressed the seat and twisted it, and the seat slowly lay down flat.
When he arrived at Yujun's mansion, Jiang Hexun was not awake yet.
Yan Louchuan parked the car at the door of Jiang's mansion and did not wake her up. He only looked at Jiang Hexun's sleeping and quiet face quietly.
In the closed car, the sweet smell of the girl's body enveloped her.
Hot sweat soon broke out on his body.
Yan Louchuan tugged on his tie and unbuttoned a few buttons on his collar, revealing his faint collarbone and chest muscles.
He turned slightly sideways, and his gaze on Jiang Hexun was focused and deep, so dark that it was bottomless.
The girl's long hair, as black and thick as seaweed, covered the entire seat, like a blooming flower.
Even if she didn't do anything, didn't have any attractive sleeping posture, and just lay quietly on the seat, he still found her very attractive.
At this moment, Yan Louchuan's eyes were fixed on the girl's soft and pretty lips for a long time.
Those eyes were like a wolf in the wilderness, extremely aggressive and aggressive.
He finally couldn't help it and slowly leaned towards the sleeping girl.
But he suddenly stopped a centimeter away from her lips.
The girl's lips were as bright as flowers, slightly pouty, and pink, as if they were born to invite kisses.
For a moment, Yan Louchuan wanted to kiss her without hesitation.
But in the end, he restrained himself.
Now is not the time.
Yan Louchuan's heart felt hot, so he tore off his tie and threw it on the steering wheel. He reached out and pinched his eyebrows, trying to control the rising heat in his heart.
He was not a modest gentleman to begin with.
He doesn't look for women just because he has mysophobia.
Yan Louchuan felt that he could no longer be alone in the same space with this little girl.
For him, it was simply torture.
Yan Louchuan took off his coat and gently covered Jiang Hexun's body. He took the cigarette and lighter, bent down and got out of the car, leaning on the car with a casual posture.
He lowered his eyes, closed his hands, lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes slightly, and took a slow drag on the cigarette.
The smoke drifted up to his eyebrows, adding a bit of evil and mystery.
The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated slightly, and Yan Louchuan took out his mobile phone. The three words "Wen Junrou" flashed on the screen.
His eyebrows suddenly turned cold, and he sneered silently before picking up the phone.
"Is there something wrong with Ms. Wen?"
"I heard that you have a high school student by your side?"
Wen Junrou got straight to the point and spoke in a commanding tone, "I don't care how hard you go to heaven and earth. Don't bring any unreasonable woman with unknown origins into the Yan family. The Yan family can't afford to lose this person! Send me away quickly."
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Yan Louchuan blew a puff of smoke and said, "If you have time to boss me around, you'd better go and take care of how many illegitimate children your good husband has outside."
Wen Junrou was so angry that she gasped and her expression turned ferocious for a moment.
She clutched her chest to calm down her anger, almost threatening through gritted teeth, "Do you believe I made that girl unable to stay in school!"
"Seven years have passed and Ms. Wen is still doing this?
Do you think I am still the fool who was at your mercy and unable to resist seven years ago?"
Yan Louchuan chuckled lightly, with a bit of contempt, but his tone was very cold, "Ms. Wen, I'm warning you, if you don't want to be sent to a foreign country for house arrest, just be a rich wife of the Yan family."
"I am your mother! You are my son, you have to-"
Yan Louchuan hung up the phone expressionlessly, his eyes filled with cold mockery.
mom?
After he turned ten, the word mother no longer existed in his life dictionary.
In the eyes of that woman, he was the broom star who destroyed her happiness and ruined her life.