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

As he finished speaking, Luo He revealed a smug look, his face filled with a mocking and disdainful smile. In this situation, it should be An Cinian who is afraid!

With a confident tone, Luo He was right. She didn't even have the courage to tell Xie Yu'an. What was scary about this person wasn't the harm he might do to her; what she was truly afraid of was Xie Yu'an. If Luo He met Xie Yu'an, some things would be impossible to hide.

He has his own secrets and vulnerabilities, which is one of the reasons why she was angry that Xie Yu'an met with Luo He in private. She was also afraid that Luo He would use her as leverage.

An Cinian was in so much pain; her heart was throbbing with pain again. She had secrets, secrets she couldn't tell Xie Yu'an, so she tried her best to hide them.

Head held high, fists clenched: "What exactly do you want? Are you going to get revenge for sending you to prison?"

"Yes! An Cinian, you are heartless, and I will absolutely not be polite to you." He reached out to tear at An Cinian's clothes.

"Let me go! Let me go! Help! Help me!"

Luo He thought of this person as a helpless kitten, and that no one would come to save her now!

An Cinian tried desperately to push Luo He away, wanting to protect her clothes, but she was powerless. Her coat was taken off, and her white shirt was pulled out of her pants. Luo He was not satisfied; he wanted to unbutton her clothes.

One, two, the black silk inside the shirt was revealed.

An Ci Nian cried. She couldn't break free. What should she do? Who would save her? Who would help her?

It hurts~

An Cinian thought of how Luo He had treated her in her past life. Her clothes were torn, and she was almost killed. If Xie Yu'an hadn't appeared in time, she thought she would have committed suicide like the girl Luo He had hurt.

"open!"

A tall man appeared out of nowhere and yanked Luo He away, even slamming him against the opposite wall with a single movement. With a thud, Luo He felt immense pain.

"Qing...Ci Nian, are you alright?"

An Cinian just wanted to cover her clothes as quickly as possible, picked up her coat from the ground, and turned her back to Luo He.

Seeing that An Cinian was trembling all over, he thought that Qingqing must be afraid that he was also a bad person, so he spoke even more gently, like a pool of clear water.

"Don't be afraid, it's me, Qi Yan."

An Cinian no longer wanted to know why Qi Yan was here. She was even glad that Qi Yan was here. Even if she didn't like Qi Yan, she was sure that Qi Yan wouldn't be so rude to her.

Looking at An Cinian, who remained silent in the darkness, his clothes loose, he simply took off his black coat and draped it over the girl, politely instructing her not to leave yet: "Stand here and don't move, wait for me."

After speaking, his back turned into a profile view until he faced Luo He, and finally his sharp gaze locked onto the rude man opposite him.

Step by step, his eyes filled with cold daggers, he was shocked that a man who had appeared out of nowhere dared to bully his woman. He clenched his fists, turned his head left and right, and sneered disdainfully.

One punch landed squarely on Luo He's chest, followed by another on his face, leaving Luo He with absolutely no chance to fight back.

From childhood to adulthood, if there's one thing he excels at, it's definitely fighting. Apart from Qingqing, he doesn't take anyone else seriously, except for Luo He.

"Who dares to bully me? What kind of person are you!" His sharp voice accompanied Luo He's actions.

Thinking of An Cinian's aggrieved and struggling appearance, Qi Yan was like a demon, and he would not let Luo He, this nobody who appeared out of nowhere, off the hook. He threw punch after punch, fiercely.

Luo He is the kind of hoodlum who has no real skills but likes to cause trouble everywhere.

"Boss, boss, wake up! He won't bully Miss An anymore. If you hit him again, he'll die!" Ah Sheng, who was standing next to Qi Yan, couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to pull Qi Yan away.

It would be terrible if someone died.

However, Qi Yan didn't care at all. It seemed like many people had died at his hands. He was just an unimportant person. He could just bury him and that would be fine!

"Miss An, Miss An, please tell the boss to stop!"

Ah Sheng held Qi Yan, who was completely deaf to his words, and then turned around and shouted An Cinian's name loudly. His boss had lost control, and it seemed that only An Cinian could wake him up.

Watching the figure descend into madness, An Cinian felt a strange sense of déjà vu. A sudden wave of familiarity washed over her again. She calmed herself down and uttered these words indifferently, unsure if they would work.

"Qi Yan, I'm fine, please stop hitting me."

With just that simple sentence, Qi Yan really stopped, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the hand that was grabbing Luo He's collar suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, the man with a bruised and swollen face and body aches all over.

Just like a dead person.

Luo He didn't even dare to breathe heavily. His body ached terribly. He thought to himself that this man was even more terrifying than Xie Yu'an. He was playing with his life and didn't care about the consequences when he hit someone.

Qi Yan walked up to An Cinian, the streetlights reflecting on her face: "He dares to hit you?"

His gloomy tone and face—this expression seemed familiar. There was a child with the same expression. Why did this sense of familiarity grow stronger?

Who exactly is Qi Yan? Have we met her before?

A search of memories from two lifetimes yielded no results for this person.

"Stop hitting me, I'm fine."

Looking at Luo He behind Qi Yan, An Cinian thought that this person was too cruel. What a ruthless person he was. Just as rumored, he was cruel and cold-blooded, showing no mercy to anyone.

"Asheng, get rid of this person!" He stood in front of An Cinian and instructed Asheng.

Asheng nodded and grabbed Luohe, forcing him to stand up.

"An Cinian, don't forget the grudge between us. I won't let you get away with it."

Qi Yan turned around and looked at the man who had been beaten black and blue and covered in blood. How dare he be so insolent in front of him? Did he really think that Qi Yan didn't exist?!

Seeing his boss like this, Ah Sheng punched Luo He again and dragged him away.

There were only the two of them on the street.

Qi Yan took off his black gloves, revealing hands covered in blood and with many areas of broken skin.

"Is your hand okay?"

And these eyes... she hadn't seen them closely before. These eyes gave her a sense of familiarity, as if a voice was telling her that Qi Yan shouldn't have had these eyes before, that this wasn't the real Qi Yan.

"Qi Yan..."

An Cinian finally had a different emotion. When she called out Qi Yan's name, her heart actually ached. It was a terrible thing. She couldn't help but raise her hand to touch her heart and ask herself. She didn't know Qi Yan at all, so why did she have this feeling? It was inexplicable.

This person is terrifying!

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment by An Ci Nian's sudden call. Although his eyes were somewhat shocked, a hint of joy finally appeared in them. After so many years, An Ci Nian had finally called his name again.

Qingqing, my name is not Qi Yan, you shouldn't call me that, but at this moment I am very happy that you can call my name.

An Cinian had barely recovered her senses and didn't notice Qi Yan's unusual mood at all: "Thank you for today. Go home and take care of things. I'm leaving now."

Qi Yan grabbed An Cinian's hand.

An Cinian tried to struggle, but these hands were injured because of her.

"Can you not leave? Ah Sheng hasn't come back yet."