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

He hurriedly threw off the covers, not even bothering to put on his shoes, and started searching barefoot everywhere.

That ring was no ordinary piece of jewelry to her; it was her wedding ring with Xie Yu'an. Since their marriage, she had almost never taken it off except when showering or washing her hair. It was more than just a ring.

Anxious and distraught, she frantically searched the room, her eyes scanning almost every corner, afraid of missing any possible clues.

They searched under the bed, in the closet, in the drawers, and even under the pillow.

Just when she was about to despair, her eyes suddenly locked onto the trash can.

Her heart pounded, and she rushed over. Luckily, there were only a few torn pieces of paper in the trash can, and she finally found her lost ring.

Carefully putting the ring back on her ring finger, An Cinian felt the familiar cool touch, and her tense mood finally calmed down. She breathed a sigh of relief, and the turmoil in her heart gradually subsided.

However, An Cinian looked at the torn paper in the trash can. It seemed to be a drawing of a pigeon, but An Cinian didn't think much of it and turned to open the bedroom door.

It's so cold. Everything here is unfamiliar. There are only a few servants in the huge villa, and they don't seem surprised to see An Cinian. Her arrival doesn't affect them at all.

An Cinian hurriedly went downstairs again, taking in everything in the villa step by step. Although it was cold and austere, it was the color she liked, and the walls were covered with paintings.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or an accident.

Just then, the maid came over with breakfast: "Madam, breakfast is ready, please eat quickly."

With a respectful smile.

lady?

An Cinian looked puzzled: "Does your master know me?"

"Madam is too kind. Of course, the master recognizes you." The maid didn't quite understand An Cinian's meaning. Didn't she know how she was brought back?

An Cinian was even more confused by the maid's answer. She had thought she had been kidnapped, but now she was being treated to good food and drink. Who could it be?

"Then may I ask who your owner is?"

Just as the maid was about to speak and utter the name, a man's voice suddenly came from behind An Cinian, answering clearly and forcefully: "It's me."

Upon hearing that voice, An Cinian's chin involuntarily lifted, her eyes widening. The voice was all too familiar; she couldn't possibly be mistaken. In that instant, she swiftly turned her head, and sure enough, standing before her was Si Qiyan himself!

"It's you."

Si Qiyan took off his suit jacket and smiled, "I had the servants prepare your favorite mushroom porridge, go and have some." As he spoke, he reached out to take An Cinian's hand.

An Cinian quickly took several steps back, her face filled with disbelief as she recalled the hand she had seen: "So you kidnapped me, Mr. Pigeon, that's you?"

She couldn't believe that Si Qiyan was Mr. Pigeon. They had chatted happily online, and Mr. Pigeon sounded like a very gentle man. They had even spoken on the phone. His voice shouldn't be like that.

Which link is the problem?

"Qingqing, this is not kidnapping."

That was because he had altered his voice beforehand. He deliberately had Ah Sheng approach Hu Chun Chun, and deliberately set up all of this, all for the sake of Qing Qing not wanting to come back with him one day. This was his last plan.

Although An Cinian used the wrong word, it didn't matter. He didn't mind. Anyway, Qingqing couldn't go anywhere with him around.

Unfortunately, An Cinian didn't want to get entangled with him any longer, so she walked past him and tried to leave through the main gate.

The moment An Ci Nian brushed past him, Si Qi Yan's originally gentle and calm face seemed to be suddenly blown by a cold wind, instantly turning gloomy and his brows revealed an indescribable coldness.

He instinctively grabbed An Cinian's arm with such force that even he himself could hardly control it, as if he wanted to pour all his emotions into this one action.

"Are you so eager to leave?" The voice was low and suppressed, each word like a cold blade, revealing an undisguised disappointment and anger.

An Cinian's mind wasn't on that, and she didn't realize the hidden meaning in those words.

"Yes, I need to go back. My husband is still waiting..."

Yes, Ah Yu must be very worried right now. He's been gone for so long and hasn't come back yet; he's bound to be overthinking things. What's worse, he doesn't know where his phone is and can't contact anyone at all.

Thinking of this, An Cinian felt even more anxious and quickened her pace involuntarily, wanting only to get home as soon as possible.

"enough!"

Immediately interrupt An Ci Nian's next words.

Si Qiyan's voice was loud and clear, which frightened the people around him into kneeling on the ground.

The woman the master brought back was actually a married woman! This gossip about wealthy people is truly explosive!

"Qingqing, stay here with me, okay?" Si Qiyan's voice carried a hint of pleading, and his eyes revealed deep expectation.

"Are you crazy? Si Qiyan, I've told you before, I'm married. Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

An Cinian's voice rose a few decibels, her tone filled with helplessness and anger.

She always made herself perfectly clear to Si Qiyan: she was already a wife, her married life was happy and fulfilling, and she deeply loved her husband. Si Qiyan was clearly an extremely intelligent person, so why was he so stubborn about this matter, as if he couldn't understand her refusal at all?

She began to wonder if Si Qiyan had lost his mind, which was why he was so relentlessly pursuing her. Otherwise, why did Si Qiyan always selectively ignore her when she spoke so directly and firmly, as if her marriage and love were insignificant to him?

Si Qiyan shook his head, a hint of pain and struggle flashing in his eyes. He gripped An Cinian's hand tightly, his fingertips almost digging into her skin.

My gaze fell on the red mark on An Cinian's neck; they really are a loving couple!

His gaze then fell on her hand, staring intently at the ring on her finger—her wedding ring with Xie Yu'an, symbolizing their unwavering love and commitment.

Si Qiyan's voice was low and hoarse: "I had already thrown your ring away, but you still picked it up again. Do you like Xie Yu'an that much? It's just a ring. I can give you as many as you want!"

Her words were filled with resentment and jealousy; she simply could not accept An Cinian's deep affection for another man.

Thank you, Yu'an!

The servant kneeling on the ground trembled with fear upon hearing the resounding name. His master had actually taken a liking to the Crown Prince's wife! My God, I've heard all this gossip today, am I going to be killed to silence him?

Ah Sheng stood to the side, saying nothing. That's just how his boss is—obsessive. No one can dissuade him from doing what he wants, especially Miss An.

"Yes, I love him. I would die without him."