Reborn as the Cinnabar Mole of the Prince of Beijing's Elite Circle

As he spoke, Renjie quickly handed the red box that Huang Renfeng had given him to An Cinian.

"This moonstone chain was specially made for you by your master. I hope you like it."

Upon opening the exquisite gift box, An Cinian's eyes lit up immediately.

Wow, it's so beautiful!

The pendant is designed with ginkgo leaves as its motif, each leaf carved with lifelike detail. The dazzling moonstone at the very center of the pendant, like a pure heart, is crystal clear and emits a soft and mysterious light.

Under the sunlight, it appears even more dazzling and eye-catching.

"Honey, look, put this on for me, it's such a beautiful color."

An Cinian was very excited and quickly handed the necklace to Xie Yu'an.

Xie Yu'an put it on her; it was a symbol of love. Their love was as bright as a moonstone under the sun and as gentle as a moonstone under the moon.

He was naturally willing, after all, with someone present, there would be absolutely no chance for outsiders. This kind of thing was his exclusive right as the husband, and no one else had the right to do it.

"How is it? How is it?" She turned to the side, feeling her moonstone chain in front of Xie Yu'an.

"Exceptionally beautiful."

A particularly sincere compliment.

An Cinian happily went upstairs, intending to look in the mirror and admire the necklace's exquisite beauty.

With tiny, quick steps, she went upstairs like a child. When she saw something beautiful, she admired it to herself first, and then told everyone else.

They don't even know what to be careful about, even though they're all pregnant women.

Xie Yu'an smiled indulgently at An Cinian's adorable back. His wife was lovable in every way. He was incredibly lucky to have won An Cinian's love.

Renjie didn't speak. He originally thought that there was no foundation of love between the two, and that Xie Yu'an was just attracted to An Cinian's beauty and that it was just a passing fancy. Isn't that how all men are?

But Xie Yu'an overturned his imagination. The young master of the Beijing circle was infatuated with only one person: An Cinian.

He was irritable and ruthless towards others, but gentle and tender towards An Ci Nian. He wanted to give An Ci Nian the best of everything in the world, whether An Ci Nian liked it or not. He would just present it to An Ci Nian and let her choose.

What woman wouldn't like a man like that?

He thought, no one could resist such a good-looking, rich, and loving husband.

"Butler, pour this gentleman a cup of tea."

The gentle Xie Yu'an had vanished, now sitting with his legs crossed, nonchalant, a stark contrast to his earlier demeanor.

"You are my wife's senior brother, but you can only be my senior brother, right?"

That's how Xie Yu'an talks. He doesn't like beating around the bush; it's too much of a waste of his time. Besides, there are countless hypocrites in the business world, and he really doesn't want to waste his breath arguing with these people.

"I know, Mr. Xie, there's no need to be so hostile towards me. Although I like my junior sister, I never intended to ruin your relationship."

That's the truth. At least Rensuke isn't like that Si Qiyan. That guy is the one who's really good at putting on airs. Compared to him, Rensuke is much more pleasing to the eye.

By the time An Cinian came downstairs, Lian Jie had already disappeared without a trace.

"Hey, Ayu, my senior brother is gone?"

Besides Xie Yu'an, the only other people in the living room were the butler and servants.

He had something to do and left first.

Blushing without batting an eye, the Crown Prince was perfectly justified.

Even if the servants knew, they wouldn't tell An Cinian. Just now, the young master was clearly fierce, his eyes practically bulging out his food. But the moment he saw the madam, his face changed like a Sichuan opera mask.

An Cinian didn't think much of it, took out her phone, and asked Xie Yu'an to take a picture of her.

"Honey, it's time to test your skills." She smiled, her words carrying a hint of playfulness and anticipation.

Upon hearing this, Xie Yu'an simply nodded, promising to capture his wife's most beautiful moments in the photos.

However, Xie Yu'an put down An Cinian's phone and picked up his own phone instead.

What are you doing with your phone?

"Take a picture and post it on WeChat Moments, quick, quick, Niannian, strike your favorite pose and I'll take the picture."

Xie Yu'an was even more anxious than An Cinian. It was so strange; why not just post it on WeChat Moments? It's not like they're not allowed to.

"My wife is so beautiful," Xie Yu'an said, snapping away several photos at a time. An Cinian wondered if the photos were even presentable, and with a sense of skepticism, she took Xie Yu'an's phone.

Ok?

Her eyes lit up, then she frowned and glanced at Xie Yu'an again, finally fixing her gaze on the photos: "You... Xie Yu'an, you..."

The servants standing nearby, seeing An Cinian's expression, all felt that Xie Yu'an had taken a bad picture. They thought he was just a man, and besides, the Crown Prince was busy with affairs all day long, let alone taking pictures.

Unexpected!

"Ah Yu is such a good husband. His photography skills are amazing. He made me look even more beautiful in the photos."

She put down her phone, hooked her arm around Xie Yu'an's neck, and praised the man for being good at everything. Finally, she placed a sweet kiss on Xie Yu'an's lips.

They were so frightened that they quickly turned around, thinking, "Don't look at what you shouldn't see!"

Listening to An Cinian's praise, and unable to resist looking at the Crown Prince's expression, she secretly wondered if it was anything to be surprised about; the Crown Prince could even cook.

"Hmph, there's a lot you don't know." He crossed his arms and slightly raised his chin; he knew a great deal.

Ee-eh-eh.

"You tsundere~" He pinched Xie Yu'an's cheek, his face full of doting affection.

"Yours."

Unable to win an argument, Xie Yu'an was quick-witted and eloquent.

They were about to reach out and hug the ore.

"Honey, I'll help you."

"Ah Yu, look, I'm still very rich. These ores are quite valuable. If I make them into mineral pigments, they'll be even more amazing. Husband, just wait to collect the money and become my kept man."

Watching Xie Yu'an carry the boxes in his own hands, An Cinian followed him upstairs, swaying slightly, while trying to tease her husband.

She's different now; it's all because Xie Yu'an spoils her like this.

"Yes, my wife is amazing. It's an honor to be chosen by her."

The two entered the art studio amidst a pink, bubbly atmosphere, leaving the others to suffer through a mountain of PDA.

Wherever An Cinian is, there's a gentle dog who transforms from a cold indifference. It's so sweet for them to be fed dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection). No wonder the master and madam went out for a stroll early in the morning.

Xie Yu'an put down the ore in his hand, turned around, grabbed An Cinian's small waist with both hands, and put her on the table to the side.

"What are you going to do?"

An Cinian reached out and blocked Xie Yu'an's chest, raising her head.

She still remembered what they did in the art studio last time. They had done it several times already, it was so annoying. It was all Xie Yu'an's fault. This man just knew how to seduce her and whet her appetite.

Old fox.

"Don't worry, Niannian, you're pregnant now, and your health is the most important thing. I was just teasing you."

Seeing An Cinian's nervous expression made Xie Yu'an laugh. His wife was easily amused, but she also loved getting into trouble and then being gleeful and nonchalant about it.

An Cinian pouted, her feet swaying slightly as she looked at her head.

Xie Yu'an's gaze fell again on the moonstone on An Cinian's fair neck. Her master's taste was truly excellent; he was indeed an artist. The moonstone was a perfect match for An Cinian's neck.

Those moonstones were magical. An Cinian watched as Xie Yu'an leaned down, her whole body tensing instantly. Her hands, which were pressed against the table, clenched up, and her heart pounded wildly.

What is Xie Yu'an doing?