Quickly wear the bad woman and get married and have a baby

Yan Jiu subconsciously moved his butt, taking a small step to the side without leaving any trace, and moved a little further away from Xie Zhiyuan.

This subtle movement did not escape Xie Zhiyuan's eyes. His already stern face instantly became even gloomier, and a trace of imperceptible loss flashed across his eyes.

Qin Sheng, who had not walked far, happened to see the whole scene. The corners of his mouth could not help but rise, and a smug smile instantly blossomed on his face. Even his steps became lighter, and he happily went to change his clothes humming a little tune.

Yan Jiu couldn't stand seeing Qin Sheng's smug look.

She half-closed her eyes lazily, like a cat that had just woken up, and slowly waved towards Xie Zhiyuan, her voice soft but with a hint of deliberateness: "Brother Xie, can you come closer? It smells so bad over there."

The stern expression on Xie Zhiyuan's face instantly cleared up, and a light of joy instantly ignited in his originally dim eyes. The corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably, revealing a gentle smile.

He hurriedly moved closer to Yan Jiu, and his movements were so hasty that he almost knocked over the ornaments on the coffee table. In the end, he got what he wanted and got close to Yan Jiu, and their clothes rubbed together.

Qin Sheng had just walked to the bedroom door when he heard Yan Jiu's words. He was so angry that his face turned red and the veins on his neck bulged.

He was not paying attention and was tripped by the shoes and debris thrown on the ground. He fell forward and fell with a bang.

Yan Jiu didn't care about maintaining his elegant image. He just opened his mouth wide and laughed out loud, "Haha". He laughed so hard that he fell back and forth, and his shoulders shook constantly.

Xie Zhiyuan also sneered twice. Although it was just a light laugh, it sounded particularly harsh in this tense atmosphere.

Hearing the noise, Father Qin hurried out of the kitchen, trotting all the way to Qin Sheng's side. He quickly helped him up with both hands, his face full of concern: "Son, are you okay?"

As she spoke, she turned her head and looked at Yan Jiu, her brows furrowed, her face full of dissatisfaction: "Yan Jiu, you are too outrageous. Your husband is here, why are you sitting so close to another man? Come over here and apologize to Qin Sheng."

Yan Jiu didn't care about Qin's father's accusations at all. He leaned against the back of the sofa, raised his chin slightly, and there was a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

She crossed her legs, and the pair of expensive, high-end custom-made pointed high heels inlaid with platinum rhinestones on her feet were particularly dazzling under the light.

She pulled the corners of her mouth, her tone full of sarcasm: "I'm so sorry, it's all Qin Sheng's fault for being so smelly. I couldn't help it."

Xie Zhiyuan immediately patted Yan Jiu's shoulder to cheer her up, and said with a firm look in his eyes: "It's not your fault, it's just that he stinks."

Yan Jiu and Xie Zhiyuan sang the same tune. Qin Sheng was so angry that he was shaking all over, his chest heaving violently, and he didn't even want to change his clothes.

He pushed Qin's father away, one of his shoes fell off, and rushed to Yan Jiu in a panic and anxious manner.

His eyes were wide open, as if they were about to spit fire, veins popped out on his forehead, and his fingers trembled as he pointed at Yan Jiu. His voice trembled slightly with anger: "Yan Jiu, what do you mean?"

Yan Jiu seemed amused. He tilted his head, a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were full of mockery and disdain. He asked slowly, "What do you mean?"

As she spoke, she raised her eyebrows slightly, her movements elegant and provocative, as if silently mocking Qin Sheng's anger. "Qin Sheng, are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? Can't you see that I'm here just to make fun of your whole family?"

Every word was like a sharp knife, stabbing straight into Qin Sheng.

Qin Sheng was choked by these words and was speechless. His face turned pale and blue. After a long while, he squeezed out a sentence: "Don't forget, you are my wife. We are family!"

Qin's mother, who had been standing silently by, now hurried over. Her face was filled with a fake smile, but her eyes were filled with shrewd calculations, and the flesh on her face trembled as she spoke.

"Yes, yes, Yan Jiu, we are a family."

As she spoke, she took a step forward and reached out to grab Yan Jiu's hand, but Yan Jiu dodged it without a trace. Mother Qin withdrew her hand awkwardly and continued, "Don't be fooled by the sweet words of those questionable men."

"Nowadays, some men who specialize in living off women like simple, ignorant rich women like you."

"Listen, Mom, it's better for you to give the money to me for safekeeping, so that some people with bad intentions won't get interested in it."