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

When one of them was pierced, An Cinian gripped Si Qiyan tightly with her right hand, unable to control her body's instincts at all. She cried out in pain, wanting to cry and escape.

The doctor forcibly held her arm and pricked each blister one by one, causing pus to flow out.

An Cinian turned her head away, refusing to look; it was too disgusting.

Finally, the doctor punctured the blisters, then took out burn ointment, preparing to apply it to An Cinian, only to see that sour face, filled with both heartache and gloom.

"Sir, you should apply it to Madam. One or two times a day is enough."

"Doctor, will it leave a scar?"

"It depends on the individual's constitution. With such good care, Madam should not have any scars."

I don't know why Si Qiyan asked this question, but he's a doctor and he can't make that guarantee. After all, the injury is indeed serious, so let's focus on healing first.

Ah Sheng then sent the doctor away.

Si Qiyan opened the burn ointment and took An Cinian's hand to apply it to her.

"It's still me..."

"Don't move, or do you want to make me angry?"

After hearing this, An Cinian fell silent. She had paid such a high price to prevent Si Qiyan from causing trouble for Xie Yu'an, and she couldn't afford to suffer the same loss.

However, An Cinian suddenly realized that Si Qiyan was not wearing gloves. Didn't he like to wear black gloves the most?

Looking at Si Qiyan's right hand, there was an ugly, grotesque scar on the back of his hand. It looked terrible. So, is that why Si Qiyan always wears gloves?

"What are you looking at? My hands aren't as nice as yours."

Seeing An Cinian staring at her hand, Si Qiyan actually looked a little flustered. An Cinian even wondered if she was seeing things. Surely this person wouldn't feel inferior just because she saw this scar.

"Go eat, don't let yourself and the child go hungry."

Yes, she has a baby, a month and a half old, and her belly hasn't grown at all.

An Cinian sat in the dining chair, looking at the delicacies in front of her, but she couldn't eat any of them. They were too fancy. Lately, she had been craving sour things.

After hesitating for a while, she finally spoke: "Si Qiyan, could you buy me some preserved plums and some sour oranges? Can I eat them?"

Si Qiyan did not answer.

Well, An Cinian knew there was no hope. It was already good enough that she hadn't aborted her child, so she shouldn't ask for too much.

"Ah Sheng, go and prepare."

As she spoke, she ladled a bowl of fish soup for An Cinian: "Have a sip, it's nutritious."

After finishing their meal, An Cinian went back to her bedroom. Now, Si Qiyan's bedroom had completely become An Cinian's, and she slept in the next room.

In the bathroom, An Cinian fiddled around for a long time, then missed Xie Yu'an again. She didn't like the maid washing her hair and bathing her, but she was used to being waited on by Xie Yu'an at home.

What a hassle.

Ah Yu, you see, you spoil me too much. You don't let me do anything, and I have no motivation.

After thinking it over, An Cinian simply washed her hair, took a shower, and left the bedroom.

As a result, with a "snap," all the lights in the bedroom were turned on.

An Cinian subconsciously looked towards the door and met Si Qiyan's gaze as he walked in. She was instantly stunned.

She didn't know why Si Qiyan had suddenly barged in. She was only wrapped in a bath towel. Well, even if there was something wrong, she should at least knock first, since she was the one living in this room.

They lack even basic manners; I think they're the only ones like them in the whole world.

She quickly went to the bedside, put on a coat, and covered herself up completely, saying somewhat irritably, "What are you doing here so late at night?"

"You can have a glass of milk before you go to bed. I'll leave it for you."

Actually, he didn't expect An Cinian to be taking a shower. He was used to going back to his room and subconsciously pushed the door open, forgetting about it for a moment.

An Cinian didn't say anything more, just nodded.

After delivering the milk, Si Qiyan glanced down at An Cinian's left hand before discreetly leaving the room.

Something's not right. This person is acting very strangely. Could it really be that I burned my hand and scared him?

But I can't figure out what this person is trying to do. Looking at the glass of warm milk on the bedside table, I wonder if they've poisoned me. No, I still can't drink it, just in case.

After washing up, I ignored the glass of milk and went to sleep.

Si Qiyan stood on the balcony, smoking silently.

Ah Sheng walked in, looked at the smoke-filled surroundings, and didn't say much. He stood behind Si Qiyan and reported on the daily situation of their people outside, monitoring their activities so that he could deal with things promptly if anything happened.

After Si Muyun returned home, she immediately started arguing with Si Muxiao. The two families were at each other's throats, and the matter alarmed Si Jing.

It seems that today's events weren't an act, at least not in this matter. That's good; the Si family is about to begin internal reorganization again.

Over the years, I've removed most of the spies around Si Muxiao. Soon, Si Muxiao's fate will be decided. I've endured so much for so many years; it's been tough for me.

"Ah Sheng, do you think if Xie Yu'an really dies, An Cinian will go back to being Qingqing?"

Looking at the black sky, he wouldn't even ask for a single star.

Ah Sheng felt a knot in his heart and looked up at his boss Qi Yan's profile. The boss was really thinking about this!

"What, you're afraid to speak?" Seeing that Asheng hesitated to answer, Si Qiyan's eyes dimmed considerably.

"Boss, if Miss An finds out about this, she... she'll probably never forgive you for the rest of her life."

He also wanted to deceive his boss, but Si Qiyan was a smart man. He knew what was going on in his mind. If An Cinian found out that Xie Yu'an was dead, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Then don't let her know. Xie Yu'an can only die." What a cold sentence. He had just promised An Cinian a second ago, but he promised An Cinian, not Qingqing.

Xie Yu'an's existence is a huge bomb. He will never allow such a dangerous person to live. Even if he is the prince of the Beijing circle, even if he becomes the first suspect, he will get rid of this person.

An Wenxin is a very scheming person. Now that she's been sent back to the prison in Beicheng, it's good. She won't have to cause trouble for Qingqing anymore. Lan Mingqing and I both have something on each other, so that's a good idea.

By resolving the issue with each other, he profited from the situation.

"This Lan Mingqing has been really arrogant lately. Does he think he can act tough just because he's cooperating with us?" Lin Yan was very annoyed. When he went to the construction site today, Lan Mingqing's people were completely uncooperative.

It even caused a mass riot, preventing them from starting construction. Time was tight, and if they couldn't complete the task, they would waste time and manpower and wouldn't get paid. It must have been purely intentional.

Xie Yu'an looked at the complaints from the crowd in the video. This matter had become widely known, and more and more people were starting to feel dissatisfied. He couldn't help but frown. At this time, they still wanted to cause trouble for him.

If it weren't for the recent search for Niannian's whereabouts, Lan Mingqing wouldn't be so arrogant and domineering.

"Aizen, let's meet. This matter has far-reaching consequences."

We need to resolve this quickly, otherwise we'll lose both our money and our reputation, and be stigmatized for life.

Soon, Aizen and Xie Yu'an arrived at the construction site. Looking at the building in front of them, which was already half-built, the two sides started arguing. The blueprints had clearly been agreed upon beforehand.

"what happened?"

Aizen summoned one of their men, his brow furrowed.

"They cut corners. We agreed on silicate cement, but I found out it was high-temperature cement that generates heat. If there's any severe weather, the whole shopping mall will collapse, and how many people will die? Isn't this obviously killing us?"

"Nonsense! We naturally use the best cement, and our cement is all made of polyethylene. This is pure slander!"

As they talked, the two started arguing again.

"That's enough, I'll go see for myself."

Xie Yu'an was very impatient. Engineers like them would never make such a basic mistake.

However, just as Xie Yu'an was walking under the building, Aizen suddenly shouted, "Yu'an, watch out!"

Before he could react, a metal barrel that appeared out of nowhere fell from the sky and hit Xie Yu'an directly with a 'bang,' knocking him unconscious on the spot.

"Yu An, Yu An!"