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

This time, I won't let you discover Qingqing's existence.

None of you support me, you all want to give up on me. I'm telling you, fine, then Qingqing can only be mine.

After throwing the ring into the trash can, he kissed An Cinian's hand again. His crazy behavior made a maid next to him lower her head. She felt not intimacy, but fear.

Si Qiyan's behavior is too abnormal.

One hour, three hours, eight hours have passed, why hasn't his wife replied to his message yet? Didn't she say it was just to buy a painting?

He quickly grabbed his phone and called the housekeeper.

"Has Madam not returned home yet?"

The answer was that An Cinian hadn't gone home, and it was already 6 p.m.!

Still feeling uneasy, I took out my phone to pinpoint An Cinian's location. Great, that's great!

Xie Yu'an, who was still driving, could no longer control his emotions. An Cinian had an accident!

With that thought in mind, I stepped on the gas and sped straight ahead!

After Si Qiyan and Asheng had made all the preparations, they returned to the villa once again.

The maid also came out of the bedroom and respectfully reported, "As instructed by the master, the madam has been given a sleeping pill. It is estimated that she will be able to sleep until tomorrow morning."

Si Qiyan didn't say anything, but took off his suit jacket, handed it to Asheng, and went upstairs to his room.

He could see the petite woman sleeping on the bed at a glance. Si Qiyan hated cats the most because he once thought that cats were not cunning or fierce enough. Cats and he were completely opposite.

But now, his gentle and obedient nature is like a kitten, soft and quiet, and also like a landscape sketch, spotless and full of tenderness.

Looking back on the past few months, she recalled meeting him when he was eight years old. The clumsy child stood in front of her, wanting to protect him, but when An Cinian was eight years old, he lost Qingqing.

When they met again after many years, An Cinian had gotten married, and they missed each other once more.

They met again and again, only to miss each other again. Was their fate so indifferent?

Si Qiyan walked silently toward An Cinian, then sat down beside her, took off his black gloves, and placed his hand on An Cinian's small face.

He liked wearing gloves from a young age. What people said was true; his hands were stained with blood. He lived in a dark world, so how could he have fair and beautiful hands?

A stark, prominent scar marred the back of his right hand, the flesh protruding and so ugly. Just like his hypocritical nature; indeed, there's no such thing as genuine sincerity exchanged between people.

It's all a lie.

"Qingqing, I miss you, I miss you so much, I'm going crazy with longing, I'm jealous, I hate you..." As he said this, Si Qiyan slowly lowered his head and kissed An Cinian's forehead.

...I will never let you leave me again.

Lan Mingqing and An Wenxin were still sitting calmly on the sofa, all four of them looking relaxed and doing their own thing.

At this moment, Xie Yu'an ignored the servants' attempts to stop him and rushed into Lan Mingqing's house, accompanied by Shen Yuxiao and five bodyguards. He came in a menacing manner to demand an explanation.

"Xie Yu'an, what do you mean by this? You came uninvited and brought so many people with you!"

Lan Mingqing turned around and witnessed the scene before him. His face instantly darkened, like a sky filled with dark clouds. He pounded his cane on the floor, making a loud "thump-thump" sound, the sound revealing his intense dissatisfaction and anger.

Xie Yu'an's behavior was, in his view, extremely disrespectful and showed that Xie Yu'an didn't take him seriously at all.

"Lan Mingqing, I think you've lived too long, daring to kidnap my wife!"

Xie Yu'an was so angry that he strode up to Lan Mingqing, threw away his cane with one hand, grabbed his clothes with the other, and looked gloomy and terrifying, as if he was about to devour Lan Mingqing alive at any moment.

What is he saying?

"Yu An, Yu An, please don't get so agitated. Let's sit down and talk things over."

Completely unaware of the situation, Aizen, only feeling that his grandfather had been treated this way, instinctively reached out to try to calm the emotionally agitated Xie Yu'an.

However, before his hand could even touch the other person, Xie Yu'an suddenly pushed him away with such force that Aizen involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Lan Mingqing, I warned you long ago. If you dare to let anything happen to my wife, I will make sure the Lan Group goes out of business and you regret it!"

Xie Yu'an's voice was cold and firm, his eyes revealing an undeniable determination and anger.

An Ci Nian...

"What are you talking about? What does Miss An have to do with me?"

Lan Mingqing said he didn't understand.

Pretend, keep pretending!

At that moment, Shen Yuxiao walked in from outside the door again: "The boss has found the lady's watch."

Upon hearing this, Lan Mingqing's heart skipped a beat.

Gazing at the exquisite watch on Xie Yu'an's wrist, Lan Mingqing suddenly felt a surge of understanding, and all his doubts were answered at that moment.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Si Qiyan, you are indeed shrewd and meticulous."

On one hand, you use various means to threaten me, forcing me to choose to cooperate with you, seemingly giving me a way out; on the other hand, you secretly plan and set up traps, step by step driving me into a desperate situation, leaving me with no way to escape.

This makes me even more helpless and certain. I know your sinister intentions, and I feel angry and resentful towards you, but I can't expose you.

This feeling of powerlessness from being forced into silence is like a heavy shackle, binding me tightly and leaving me caught between two enemies.

"Lan Mingqing, I advise you to give my wife back to me now, otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

Lan Xiao and Lan Ran were both confused.

It hasn't been long, how did it become like this? But Aizen felt that his grandfather shouldn't be doing such a thing. Besides, Lan Mingqing has been in the workplace for so many years. Even if he really made a mistake, how could he possibly keep such a dangerous thing as a watch in his own home?

"Yu An, calm down first. Think about it, if it really was my grandfather who did it, how could he have let you find Miss An's watch? Isn't it obvious that someone is framing us?"

Aizen wanted Xie Yu'an to calm down first.

However, Xie Yu'an wouldn't listen to anything An Ci's thoughts were saying.

"Lan Mingqing, I'm giving you one last chance." He pulled out a Q from who-knows-where, startling everyone.

"Uh, Yu An, calm down! You really need to calm down! Don't be impulsive!"

Even the usually calm Aizen began to panic.

"I said, I only want my wife. It's one or the other." Xie Yu'an wouldn't budge an inch. We could negotiate other things, but this was his wife!

Anyone who dares to lay a hand on his wife is courting death!

"grandfather!"

Aizen couldn't stop him, so he could only look at Lan Mingqing, hoping that Lan Mingqing would explain himself quickly. No one could afford to offend Xie Yu'an, and everyone should know what kind of person An Cinian was!

His gaze then fell on An Wenxin, who remained silent to the side. Did he think that by remaining infatuated, he could pretend that nothing had happened? His biggest regret in life was letting these people go time and time again, causing his wife to be hurt time and time again.

“An Wenxin, I let you go before, but you don’t know what’s good for you. Just wait for the police to come after you.”