The most damning thing is that he dared to threaten her last night. If he hurt An Xia again, he would never let her go.
Dare to threaten her!
Huh, what is he?
She stood up and picked up the car keys. Of course she knew where Yan Shaodi was recovering from his injuries. He had never invited her to that place, but An Xia lived there.
She wanted to see why her fiancée couldn't appear there. She was inferior to that woman An Xia. Why didn't he notify her when he was injured?
As soon as he walked out of the company, paparazzi surrounded him, "Ms. An, I heard that someone was shot and injured in the shopping area at noon yesterday. The figure in the back is suspected to be Mr. Yan. What do you think of this matter?"
An Yingying said calmly, "Mr. Yan has so many things to do every day, how can he have any spare time to go shopping? Are you dazzled?" Although she was unhappy in her heart, she still maintained an elegant expression and did not let these dogs have the opportunity to attack her.
"But I heard that Mr. Yan had a dinner date with An Xia, who is suspected to be in the limelight recently, and that's why he was assassinated. Is there someone who had a grudge against Yan and assassinated him?"
As soon as the reporter finished speaking, more harsh questions came out. One of them was, "Ms. An, what do you think of the relationship between Mr. Yan and his secretary? How do you tolerate Mr. Yan and his secretary in the office?"
As for our relationship, is it because your wedding date hasn’t been set yet?”
An Xia looked at An Yingying on the TV and turned off the TV silently.
Sister Ju smiled and said, "An'an, why don't you take a rest first? You have been with the young master all night and you haven't had a rest yet. While he has just fallen asleep, why don't you go and take a nap?"
An Xia said apologetically, "I want to go back to the company to see if he wakes up. Can you change the gauze for him? If he doesn't change it quickly, I'm worried that his wound will be uncomfortable."
"I see, An'an, you obviously care about the young master, why do you pretend to be cold when the young master is awake?" Sister Ju really doesn't understand the thoughts of these dolls.
If you care, you care, if you don't care, you don't care.
Both of them could see that An An was worried about the young master's injury, and the young master was also very kind to An An. They had never seen the young master be so kind to a woman other than his wife, and he would even risk his life for An An.
But it was as if they were enemies in the previous life, and their words were filled with the smell of gunpowder.
An Xia smiled faintly, "Sister Ju, I'm leaving." The keys to the white Bentley were still in her bag. There was no bus here, so she had to drive away by herself.
When she was about to drive, An Yingying's car suddenly came in and blocked in front of her. An Yingying got out of the car with great momentum, slapped the roof of the car and ordered coldly, "An Xia, get out of the car!"
An Xia hesitated for a moment, got out of the car, and said with a calm expression, "Miss An, what's the matter?"
"An Xia, you little bitch, if anything happens to my brother, I swear, I will kill you." An Yingying gritted her teeth and warned sternly.
An Xia couldn't help but sarcastically said, "You came here just to warn me? Is it useful? You're wasting your time on me. Wouldn't it be better to go in and accompany Mr. Yan?"
An Yingying hated her face that she had hated her whole life for pretending to be pitiful and tempting men, so she slapped her face with her hand.
There was a clear snap.
An Xia's face was already pale, but a red palm print immediately appeared, making even his teeth hurt.