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

An Cinian remained completely bewildered until Xie Yu'an looked at her again.

Why didn't she stop him? Xie Yu'an actually kissed her collarbone.

"Alright, honey, I'm not teasing you anymore." Looking at the red mark that hadn't appeared for a long time, Xie Yu'an said he missed it very much. That's just how he is; he likes to circle the places he occupies and mark them with his own mark to show that they are his exclusive property.

He patted An Cinian's head again, saying, "My wife is so good."

As Xie Yu'an was about to turn around and collect the ore, An Cinian, to his surprise, grabbed him back with a defiant look on her face.

Due to inertia and lack of preparedness, she turned to face An Cinian and was about to fall.

Instead of dodging, An Cinian leaned in and kissed Xie Yu'an.

Seeing that Xie Yu'an had the exact same expression as him just now, Xie Yu'an must be scared this time.

Bad stuff!

Thinking this, An Cinian revealed her teeth, gently rubbing Xie Yu'an's Adam's apple. Finally, looking up at Xie Yu'an's stunned expression, she said softly, "You naughty thing~"

Jealous old fox, cunning old fox, peacock, scoundrel? His wife really likes to give him all sorts of nicknames, huh?

The sticky, sweet voice is just too much for a child to handle.

"Is this your way of getting revenge on me?"

"Hmm, is there a problem?"

Sigh, Xie Yu'an lowered his head and smiled helplessly and indulgently. He had brought this upon himself, so how could he dare to have any problems?

"No, how could my wife have a problem with what she says or does?"

An Cinian snorted softly, shrunk off the table, and sat down at her workstation. Just then, An Cinian's phone rang.

Looking at the chat box where I haven't messaged her for a week, huh? I'm only messaging her now.

The explanation from the other side was simple: they said they had a lot of artistic things to do lately.

An Cinian was used to such a cliché explanation. She had never met the other person before; they just liked art. She had no right to judge anything else.

However, the next thing he asked was whether they could meet offline.

Why would you ask that out of the blue?

Just as I was about to ask this person why, the other party sent me another message.

An Cinian's eyes lit up. It was actually "Traces," a painting by her master's master. If she got it and gave it to her master, her master would be very happy. After all, she could always see her master's longing for him over the years.

The paintings all express respect and longing for the master.

The painting has since disappeared, and it's unexpected that it ended up in the hands of this Mr. Pigeon.

"Ayu, I'm going out tomorrow, you don't need to come with me."

"Do we really have to go tomorrow? I have to go back to Beicheng tomorrow." Xie Yu'an was a little worried. Lin Shu and the others were traveling, and there would be no one at home.

"Well, I'll go buy a painting tomorrow and be back soon. Besides, I have a baby now. If I'm not responsible for myself, I have to be responsible for my child."

An Cinian nodded. If she refused, and the money was resold to someone else, she would have even less of a chance.

Xie Yu'an couldn't refuse. An Cinian also had her own life. She couldn't keep her tied to the house just because she was pregnant. People need freedom.

An Cinian looked at the art museum in front of her. There were many places in Nancheng that she had never been to, but this art museum seemed a little different, and she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

A car almost hit her when she was crossing the street.

"Excuse me, is there anyone?"

It's more like a studio than an art museum; it's not big, only about 160 square meters.

Strange, isn't anyone here? She arrived at the designated time.

He asked again, "Hello, is anyone home?"

However, just as An Cinian was about to turn around, in that instant, a hand suddenly reached out from behind her and covered An Cinian's mouth with a white towel.

An Cinian was shocked and instinctively tried to break free from the person's strength with both hands, but the person was so strong that when she fell down, she saw the scars on the person's hands, but she had no time to think.

Holding An Cinian's body, the person behind him revealed his face. His cold and indifferent expression turned excited. This was the first time he had done this, and he found it thrilling.

Qingqing, you finally belong to me.

Xie Yu'an also rushed back to Beicheng.

"Found it?" He strode quickly into Lin Yan's office.

“Found him. The murderer of Anping is Luo He. I think you’ve guessed who’s behind him: An Wenxin and Lan Mingqing.”

Actually, this matter is somewhat unexpected. It's not these people, but this evidence. We had investigated for so long without finding a single clue, but now we have everything.

How is the An Group doing now?

"Gu Peng has been very efficient since taking office, and the company is running normally. Bai Yiting and Liu Dandan had a fight a week ago. One is in the hospital and the other is in prison. As for An Wenxin, didn't you see her in Nancheng?"

Lin Yan was somewhat surprised. Didn't Xiao Yu know that this woman went to Nancheng? Didn't An Wenxin go to look for her?

Xie Yu'an looked out at the clear blue sky. He would have Shen Yuxiao investigate An Wenxin's whereabouts. At least there wouldn't be any surprises in Beicheng. From now on, he only needed to take good care of his wife in Nancheng.

He then sent a message to An Cinian on his phone.

"Oh, by the way, I have some good news for you. My wife is pregnant."

Xie Yu'an was incredibly pleased when he said this.

"What?" Lin Yan's pupils widened in disbelief. How long had it been?

"If you think you misheard, just pinch yourself."

Do you want to listen to yourself? Is this even human language? Who has the time to pinch themselves for no reason?

Looking at Xie Yu'an's smug expression, I tsk tsk tsk, having a child is quite something.

"It's really nothing special, just having a wife and kids."

Lin Yan wanted to slap him. She was really fed up with this man. He hadn't even bothered to check on how he was doing at the company when they met again after returning to Beicheng. Instead, he was showing off to her.

An Cinian was held quietly in Si Qiyan's arms. This time she was a little heavier than last time. Xie Yu'an seemed to be taking good care of An Cinian.

"gentlemen."

"From now on, you all must take good care of the lady." He said this with a cold look in his eyes as he looked at the servants in the house.

Seeing their master holding a woman and hearing him instruct them to take care of the lady, they were all dumbfounded and didn't recognize Si Qiyan at all.

Is this still Si Qiyan?

Si Qiyan placed An Cinian on the bed, his gaze sliding down her face and finally settling on An Cinian's wrists. She wore a watch on her left wrist and a ring and bracelet on her right.

His face was full of disdain, revealing a sarcastic tone.

She took off the ring and the watch with one hand. Xie Yu'an, you really are cunning. You put a tracking device in the watch. Did you think I would still be fooled by you?

Thinking back to when they were in Beicheng, Xie Yu'an would always appear in front of him on time, interrupting his reminiscing with An Cinian, he felt hatred and wanted to smash the watch, but reason told him he couldn't do that.

"Ah Sheng, come here." Then, as if remembering something, he said, "Think of a way to get this watch into those people's hands."