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

An Cinian was startled by the sudden roar. She had finally managed to escape from the prison mountain. And what was this person doing here instead of staying at the company to work? Who told him?

Xie Yu'an wasn't a mind reader like An Cinian. He strode up to her, took off his clothes, and said, "Stupid... idiot!"

He grumbled and made An Cinian put his clothes on, then took her hand and walked down the mountain, since it wasn't convenient to park there.

No, did he arrive riding on wheels of fire?

"Xie Yu'an, Xie Yu'an, I can't keep up, I'm injured!"

Having long legs is amazing.

An Cinian stopped walking, her voice weak and panting.

Upon hearing this, Xie Yu'an immediately turned around, and An Cinian bumped solidly into Xie Yu'an's chest.

"You still have the nerve to say you're injured? I thought you didn't know!" Seeing An Cinian like this, Xie Yu'an gritted his teeth and really wanted to slap An Cinian on the head.

He picked An Cinian up in his arms.

That gloomy face looked like it could devour her.

"You think I want to hug you? If you don't leave now, it'll be dark, and I'm not staying here tonight!" She was completely annoyed.

An Cinian sat comfortably in the passenger seat, looking at the wounds scattered here and there. Xie Yu'an frowned, silently took out a first-aid kit from the back, took out a bottle of medicine and a bandage, and thought, "I might as well just suffer the pain."

"Can you be gentler? It hurts!"

An Cinian's voice softened considerably from the pain of the wound on her forehead, and she blinked her big eyes, looking as innocent as could be.

Hmph, aside from feeling pain in his wound, he acted like it was none of his business, making people worry. He was gripping An Cinian's neck, wishing he could tighten his grip even more.

They never learn their lesson.

"I'm telling you, if you dare come to such a dangerous place again, I'll break your legs!"

Seeing the petite woman's face turn red, he felt much more at ease and began to treat An Cinian's wounds, every movement of which was so gentle.

An Cinian gasped for breath, swallowed hard, and then looked at Xie Yu'an.

You know, the moment I rolled down the mountain, I was thinking that it wouldn't be so bad if I died like this, since it doesn't really matter whether someone like me lives or dies.

I don't have to worry about anything anymore, and I'm finally free.

...But then I thought of you. I was born to live for you. Even if you hate me and don't like me anymore, I don't want to die. I have no choice in this. I want to love you, but I can't. I beg you, don't love me.

In front of outsiders, everyone says she is gentle, strong, calm and collected in the face of any situation, and will never let herself be wronged. However, in front of Xie Yu'an, she is always inferior, afraid, and terrified.

"What's wrong? Are you about to cry... Don't cry!"

She could only suppress her pain and purse her lips. Not only did this person not offer any words of comfort, but he also forcibly took her away.

"Xie Yu'an, could you send someone to look for my friends? I haven't heard from them at all."

Xie Yu'an, who had just taken a sip of water, suddenly slammed the cup down on the table, looking at the woman in front of him who still had time to worry about others.

I give up. She should have rested properly after coming back. It's not like An Cinian caused any trouble by worrying about other people's lives or deaths. Why does this woman only know how to meddle in other people's business all day long?

What if I don't make it back? Am I supposed to ask him to come and collect my body?!

"Stay at my place tonight."

An Cinian immediately retorted; she refused.

She had originally planned to go home today even if she couldn't find the azurite mine. If she didn't go back, she might be verbally abused by that couple again. She had been busy searching for the azurite mine these past few days, which delayed her visit to her grandfather.

However, Xie Yu'an was still angry and didn't want to waste any more words with her.

Xie Yu'an's strength is self-evident. Besides, there's no news about Lian Jie and the others, so we have no choice but to agree for now.

She ignored Xie Yu'an and took out tools from her backpack. If she didn't want to reveal her identity too early and had things to deal with, she wouldn't be able to pay back ten million under her current ordinary identity.

Watching An Cinian busy herself, hammering and grinding powder with his equipment, she didn't give him a single glance the whole time, acting all self-righteous.

Xie Yu'an almost crushed the cup in his hand. Even after all this, she still refused to give in to him, preferring to go to the so-called Death Mountain. He could have easily given her ten million, or even more, if An Ci had just said a word. But what about this woman?

An Cinian, An Cinian, do you want to rely on yourself or do you not want to have anything to do with me?

He stared at An Cinian's forehead, raised an eyebrow, but it doesn't matter. Beicheng is my territory. You can't hide anything from me that I want to know, and my indulgence towards you is merciful.

"Okay, I'll bring the paint over tomorrow morning." Looking at the finished blue copper mineral paint in his hands, he felt very happy.

Thinking it was getting late, An Cinian was preparing to spend the night on the sofa when Xie Yu'an suddenly walked up to her, pulled her into his arms, stroked the back of her neck with his large hand, and kissed her upper lips and teeth.

An Ci Nian was stunned. She immediately pushed Xie Yu An away, covered her mouth, and looked at him with confusion in her eyes: "What...what's wrong with you in the middle of the night!"

Without giving An Cinian a chance to resist, Xie Yu'an picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. With a thud, she fell onto the bed. Xie Yu'an then bent down and pulled An Cinian into his arms.

"If you don't behave, I don't mind tying you up." He grabbed An Cinian's right hand and bit down on her index finger.

Although it didn't hurt, the tingling sensation was driving her crazy. Xie Yu'an's lips and teeth were right on her fingers, and the temperature of those lips and teeth was so clear and cold.

What kind of hobby is this?

Xie Yu'an looked out the window; the wind was still blowing. "An Cinian," she said, "I've told you many times that I'm giving you a chance. Don't take it for granted and keep testing my limits."