The passers-by are vicious

"You're crazy."

Jiang Wanwan cursed angrily, and indeed stopped struggling. She was not a chaste woman, otherwise she would not have gotten together with Duan Hangjin just because she wanted to.

It doesn't matter what she does with Duan Ye now, after all, she won't suffer any loss.

Although Duan Ye's personality is not commendable, Jiang Wanwan can accept his figure and face.

Duan Ye hugged Jiang Wanwan tightly, holding her willow waist and whispering: "I've been crazy for a long time. I obviously hate your lack of reserve, but I can't control myself from paying attention to you. It's because you always mess with my heart."

Jiang Wanwan just found it funny listening to his accusatory words.

It was obviously the man's fault that he lacked self-control, but he still blamed her.

Men who put the blame on women are all bad men.

Duan Ye didn't know that he had already been promoted to a bad man in Jiang Wanwan's heart. He was still hugging Jiang Wanwan's slender waist happily, with his heart moved.

After hugging and kissing, Duan Ye's anger disappeared.

He didn't want to go any further, but Jiang Wanwan had already been moved by his kiss. She ran her fingers across Duan Ye's back, stroking the strong and powerful lines, and climbed up his body.

With Jiang Wanwan's invitation like this, Duan Ye couldn't hold back any longer and simply hugged him and fell on the bed beside him.

He couldn't wait to take off his clothes and threw his military shirt on the ground.

His scarred back was exposed, and his firm muscles, because of the scars, seemed to have a wildness in Jiang Wanwan's eyes that the other two men did not have.

Duan Ye leaned over and kissed the corner of Jiang Wanwan's mouth in a flattering manner, his usually gloomy eyes and brows now smiled.

Jiang Wanwan's cheongsam had been taken off and thrown on the ground. Her rosy lips were tender and tempting, and she was panting softly.

The bed sheet was pulled into wrinkles, and finally Duan Ye pulled his pants off and threw them on the ground, then turned around and hugged Jiang Wanwan and walked into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water could be heard, mixed with heavy breathing and soft cries.

Neither of them noticed that the door was not closed tightly and there was a gap.

The person standing at the door of the corridor saw everything that happened between the two of them, and his expression was full of surprise and resentment.

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Downstairs, Jiang Wanwan was sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette and puffing out smoke.

Duan Ye rubbed Jiang Wanwan's waist with a gentle look on his face, without any intention of concealing it.

The silly Jiang Wanwan still wanted to live. Although Duan Ye was good to her, she didn't dare to bet that if Duan Ye knew about this, he would get rid of her in order to avoid the reputation of father and son fighting.

So he slapped the back of the hand on her slender waist without any mercy.

Fortunately, the servants in the Duan Mansion did not dare to look at Duan Ye and Jiang Wanwan casually, and did not notice the interaction between the two.

Duan Ye was like a tamed dog, which made Jiang Wanwan annoyed, but she couldn't scold him loudly.

"Young Marshal, don't you have any official duties to attend to?"

He could only smile fakely and glance at Duan Ye in a sarcastic manner.

He didn't even have the heart to smoke the cigarette in his hand, and just put it out in the ashtray.

Duan Ye's face was as thick as a city wall, as if he didn't hear Jiang Wanwan's words of chasing people away.

His sinister and handsome eyebrows curved instead, and he smiled at Jiang Wanwan like a silly dog: "Nothing is more important than being with you."

Jiang Wanwan almost couldn't maintain her charming expression. She rolled her eyes and ignored him.

At this time, Xie Wan Ning walked down the stairs with a pale face and red eyes as if she didn't sleep well.

"Madam, the young commander."

After greeting the two of them, I sat on the sofa opposite.

Duan Ye didn't even look at her. He just felt that she was in the way. He was even more dissatisfied with her identity as his fiancée and was thinking about sending her away.

Jiang Wanwan smiled. After all, she was the hostess of the Duan Mansion and naturally had to be polite to her guests.

Although he didn't really care about Xie Wan Ning, he still had to save face.

"Miss Xie, are you feeling better? You were frightened for quite a while, why didn't you rest for a few days? If there's anything, just ask the servants to go up."

Xie Wan Ning's face was pale, and his slightly red eyes looked at Jiang Wan Wan's charming face. His gaze stayed on her for a long time before he said, "After resting for so many days, she is fine now."

"I don't know when the Marshal will come back. I have been bothering the Duan family for a long time. It's time to go back to the Xie family."

As Xie Wan Ning spoke, she looked at Duan Ye, who was leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed.

Seeing that he was not moved at all by her announcement of leaving, Xie Wan Ning almost couldn't control her emotions.

Fortunately, she knew that she was now living under someone else's roof, so she endured it.

Jiang Wanwan guessed her purpose, her eyes flickered, and she smiled sweetly: "You are here to marry the young commander, and the wedding hasn't even started yet, how can you leave?"

"Are you feeling uncomfortable staying in the Duan Mansion, or are you missing something? Just tell the servants and get ready."

When Xie Wan Ning heard Jiang Wan Wan's words, she looked at her with a hint of disgust in her eyes.

He happened to be discovered by Jiang Wanwan, and for a moment he no longer had the heart to even pretend to be polite to Xie Wanning.

She immediately put away her smile, leaned back on the sofa with her arms folded across her chest, and there was no emotion on her pretty face.

He just said lightly: "Miss Xie Wan Ning, you should know why the Marshal asked the Young Marshal to take you into the mansion."

"If you have any questions or objections, you can tell the Marshal. I won't stop you."

Jiang Wanwan looked at her nails and glanced at Xie Wanning, who looked unhappy.

"But you also have to think clearly about what you can say and what you shouldn't say."

"Otherwise, in today's chaotic world, it's normal for someone to die. It would be normal if the young marshal accidentally killed his fiancée when he shot the thief."

Hearing Jiang Wanwan's blatant threatening tone, Duan Ye, who was standing beside him and didn't know what was going on, had already pulled out the pistol from his waist and loaded it with a sinister look.

Xie Wan Ning felt extremely disgusted and couldn't help but tremble and said, "You did that kind of thing and still threatened me. Is there any justice in the world?"

Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but laugh, and looked at Xie Wanning with a strange look in her eyes: "Miss Xie Wanning, you shouldn't be like this if you can survive in the shabby house of the Xie family."

"When I was in power, I never thought about justice. But when I was threatened, I resorted to justice."

No one knew what Jiang Wanwan was thinking about, but her expression became cold and her voice was chilling:

"You have to know that the white maggots in the international community are eyeing China and are ready to make a move. Can the Chinese people avoid being invaded by just talking to them about justice?"

"You clearly know that there are some things that are useless to follow the principles of heaven, so why are you still doing useless things?"

Xie Wan Ning was shaking with anger. She stared at Jiang Wan Wan hatefully, as if she wanted to hurt her with her eyes.

Jiang Wanwan remained calm and said nonchalantly, "I hope you won't do anything stupid at this time. It will disappoint me."

Seeing Xie Wan Ning still staring at him unconvinced, Jiang Wan Wan sighed: "If you point a gun at me and talk to me about justice, maybe I will believe you a little."