Qi An probably didn't expect that things would develop to this point—the adoptive mother actually seduced Yan Qing, who was a generation behind him.
He swallowed all his painful moans in shock, his eyes widened, as if he was meeting Ruan Baichun for the first time, his face was full of astonishment.
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On the sofa in that room, Ruan Baichun gently stroked the back of Yan Qing's hand with his fingertips, and said charmingly, "This matter is my fault, Lord Yan, you can punish me however you want."
Qi An: "..."
Yan Qing's subordinates present: "..."
The implication of these words was already very clear, even though the Yan family had seen many scenes, they were also shocked by Ruan Baichun's actions.
This was the first time that an old mistress threw herself into Yan Ye's arms, and it was when they were clearly coming to settle the case. I don't know whether to say that she is brave and resourceful, or that she made a blind move out of desperation.
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In the eerie silence, Yan Qing suddenly chuckled.
He has a handsome appearance, but his aura is too strong. At first glance, everyone's impression is always—not to be provoked, not to be provoked.
Now this smile seems to dissipate a lot of the hostility and arrogance that have been permeating around him, and it is rare for people to ignore his aura to see his appearance.
He has a pair of captivating and deep affectionate eyes, the thin eyelids are slightly drooping, and his eyelashes are slightly elongated by the thick black eyelashes like crow feathers. Below are the dark eyes, darker than ordinary people, matched with his sword eyebrows flying into the temples and short short hair, as sharp as a sharpened knife.
Ruan Baichun's palms were slightly moist.
Yan Qing had been stained with blood, and the smell of murder on her body was shocking. Even though she had seen all kinds of madmen, Yan Qing was at the top of the list of 'dangerous people'.
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Yan Qing looked at her until the confident and coquettish smile on the corners of her lips froze slightly, then said in a deep voice, "You are Wuyou's adoptive mother, I won't kill you."
The muscles on Ruan Baichun's smiling face were a little stiff, "Master Yan really knows how to joke."
"However," Yan Qing's voice turned, and her eyes became dangerous.
Ruan Baichun's muscles all over his body unconsciously tightened, and his toes changed direction unconsciously. This is the posture ready to withdraw and retreat at any time.
Yan Qing glanced at her toes and said, "The mask of the Empress Dowager."
Ruan Baichun was stunned.
The colorful mask has already been given to Zhong, and she still wants to get on his big boat, so how can she ask for it.
Furthermore, even if he asks for it, 'Zhong' may not sell his face to her.
Unless... Unknowingly put things back together...
Her mind was spinning non-stop, but it only took a few seconds.
Then look at Yan Qing who is sitting next to her, she obviously has no expression on her face, but there is a big possibility that you dare not return it and drag her to be buried alive.
Ruan Baichun said in his heart: Wuyou is really right, this person's temperament is really cruel and tyrannical.
If it should not be done now, I'm afraid there will be no good fruit to eat.
How can Ruan Baichun risk his life to seduce Yan Qing who is a round younger than him.
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"Things are not here for the time being," Ruan Baichun racked his brains to think of words, while quietly looking at Yan Qing's face, "I put it in...a foreign country."
"Oh?" Yan Qing made a short sound.
Ruan Baichun smiled apologetically, "Seven days, give me seven..."
'Zheng! '
Yan Qing raised the knife in his hand, and he didn't know where he pulled out a sharpened pistol, wiped Ruan Baichun's thigh and plunged it into the sofa. The blade of the knife collided with the spring inside the sofa, making a toothache sound.
Ruan Baichun's thigh was pressed against the cold blade, and his face had changed.
Yan Qing's skill was so fast that she didn't even see how he moved the saber. If he really wanted to kill himself, she would be dead by now.
Her face turned pale, and the number in her mouth changed, "Three days! Three days later, I will personally deliver it to your house."
Yan Qing was not satisfied with this time.
His downcast face said it all.
Ruan Baichun has no way to shorten it any further, she still needs time to find out the place where 'Zhong' puts the mask, three days is already the limit.
In desperation, he could only use Zhan Wuyou as a shield, "I wonder how that child Wuyou is doing recently? He has been well-behaved since he was a child, and it is his good fortune to be able to follow you now."
Yan Qing's face was still deep, Ruan Baichun was uncertain, and was hesitating to report the time of two and a half days, when Yan Qing suddenly let go, "He is really well-behaved."
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Ruan Baichun couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.
Although it was true that she took the initiative to use Zhan Wuyou as a shield, after being praised by Yan Qing, she felt uneasy again.
"That's good, I heard that he was injured a while ago..." Ruan Baichun suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and put on a loving mother's gesture, "I don't know what's going on recently?"
Yan Qing was a little more patient, and asked sincerely, "Where did you hear that?"
Ruan Baichun: "..."
Shocked, she suddenly remembered what Zhan Wuyou said in that contact, that Yan Qing was possessive and hid his phone.
Her complexion changed a few times before she suddenly thought, "Zong Yan made an appointment to meet Wuyou last time, and the two chatted for a while, and just happened to mention it."
"Zhan Zongyan?" Yan Qing chatted, "Zhan Jinru's ex-wife's child."
Ruan Baichun has already raised 12 points of caution, fearing that he will accidentally step on the pit again. She said vaguely, "I didn't expect Lord Yan to pay attention to such trivial matters."
Yan Qing raised her eyebrows slightly, and went straight to the point, "Zhan Zongyan is very similar to you."
Ruan Baichun's face turned slightly pale, and he said softly, "Really? It's said that whoever raises a child for a long time looks like someone else."
Yan Qing continued, "Wuyou is very similar to Zhan Jinru."
An alarm bell sounded in Ruan Baichun's heart.
Yan Qing What does this mean? He checked the affairs of Zhan's family? How much does he know? Does he want to make the decision for Zhan Wuyou now
A series of doubts flashed in his mind, but he said, "Maybe it's fate, that child is destined to be with the Zhan family."
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A gleam of light flashed through Yan Qing's dark eyes.
Since Ruan Baichun took the initiative to mention Zhan Wuyou, he has been paying attention to the slight expression on her face, and now he has his own answer.
For the rest, he only needs to look at the evidence sent by Wang Zhi.
Yan Qing stood up from her seat.
Ruan Baichun blinked, then stood up.
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Zhan Wuyou, who was fascinated by watching a play in the nearby villa, realized that the conversation should be over. He quickly turned out of the villa and rushed to the taxi waiting on the roadside.
After Yan Qing stood up, she was not in a hurry to leave.
Instead, he bent down slightly, approached Ruan Baichun, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I don't like the drama of changing the civet cat for the prince."
Ruan Baichun's eyes trembled violently.
Yan Qing didn't need her answer either, she strode forward.
When he got to the door, he stopped.
"After three days, bring people along."
Ruan Baichun hadn't reacted to the truth that Yan Qing had exposed, and subconsciously said, "Take, who do you take?"
Yan Qing showed her white teeth, "Little thief."
Ruan Baichun smacked his lips several times before responding, "Okay. Three days later, I will personally deliver the person and the mask."