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  Second Young Master Mu said that Bo Yan would not be able to escape from him after drinking that glass of wine.

  He had sent a message to say that he had succeeded.

  Yan Hua thought of this and smiled dazedly.

  In the past, as long as other women looked at him slightly longer, she would be afraid and jealous, and very concerned and nervous about him.

  She had never thought that one day, she would hand him over to another person.

  And nonetheless, another man.

  Tomorrow, when he woke up and realized that he had become Second Young Master Mu’s man, he would be furious.

  Would it make him feel like dying?

  Yan Hua blinked and looked at the tall figure again. She tried hard to see what he looked like but her head was fuzzy and she could not see clearly.

  She could feel faintly that the gaze looking at her was cold and angry.

  Bo Yan looked at the woman close to him. She was still wearing the chiffon dress and after soaking in the water, the fabric stuck close to her skin, revealing her appealing figure.

  He had not seen her for some time after after their break-up that night.

  She had lost a lot more weight.

  He was used to her former appearance. Now, looking at her delicate built, and facial features that looked like she had changed too drastically, he had a sense of strangeness.

  Was this really Yan Hua?

  His gloomy eyes swept from her collarbones to her fair legs.

  Long, slender and enchanting.

  Yan Hua saw that she could not get rid of that dark figure in front of her and she staggered outside, wanting to call the nanny in and help her drive the person out.

  She did not notice the broken wine bottle under her feet and just when she was about to step on it, her body was lifted off the ground.

  She was carried by the man’s strong arms to the shower.

  The icy cold water came flowing down her head.

  She choked and coughed. “Let go, who are you? Let go of me……”


  The man ignored her and turned off the shower when she was almost out of breath.

  Yan Hua bent over, panting and coughing non stop.

  Her muddled consciousness gradually sobered up.

  As she wiped the drops of water on her face and raised her head, she looked at the man in front of her.

  Reserved and cultured features, cold and well-defined face. He had taken his glasses off and it made his eyes even more slender and sharp.

  If he was not Bo Yan, who was he?

  Yan Hua closed her eyes and opened them again, muttering, “It must be a hallucination. Bo Yan is now on Second Young Master’s bed. He can’t be here.”


  “Yan Hua,” the man called her coldly.

  Yan Hua shivered and acted like she had not heard him. She lowered her eyes, planning to leave.

  But she had just took two steps when her wrist was grabbed by the man’s large palm.

  His palm was very hot like a soldering iron that was burning her skin.

  He threw her to the wall of the bathroom roughly and she hit the tap on her back and a piercing pain shot through her body.

  And it was this pain that made her sober up completely. She was not dreaming or having hallucinations.

  It was really Bo Yan.

  The hands hanging by her side clenched tightly into fists. She lifted her thick long eyelashes that were still wet and looked at the cold and menacing man.

  His handsome and reserved face was tensed and coldness was coming out from his eyes.

  He was tall and was more than half a head taller than her. When he was looking at her with a sharp gaze, it was like a sharp sword, stabbing at her forcefully.

  This man was like a ferocious beast in the forest that was very dangerous.

  Did he come here suddenly to give her a hard time because he found out how she and Second Young Master had set him up?

  “I cut Mu Xi’s neck and beat him half to death.” Bo Yan narrowed his menacing looking eyes and his long and cold body approached Yan Hua. His slender hand pinched her face that was so thin it was smaller than his palm. “Yan Hua, how do you think I should punish you?”


  Hearing his words, Yan Hua wanted to laugh.

  “Bo Yan, what right do you have to punish me? I owe you nothing!” She looked at his gloomy and cold eyes and laughed. “What I’ve done is nothing compared to what you have done.”


  Bo Yan tightened his grip on her face. There was a menacing look on his handsome face, as if he was using all of his strength to control the effect of the drug in his body. “You can stab me or beat me but Yan Hua, you shouldn’t use this way to retaliate against me.”


  “Ha.” Yan Hua smirked, the rim of her eyes red and teary but her gaze was cold and mocking. “I’ve already done it. Bo Yan, what can you do about it?”


  Just like how she dared to look for Second Young Master Mu, she knew that he was gay and would not touch her.

  Bo Yan was the same, although she could not confirm his sexual orientation, when he got drunk that time before they got married, he could still stop himself and never really touched her.

  He must be extremely disgusted by her body!

  She was still too simple to hide her what she was thinking. A shrewd and unpredictable man like Bo Yan could easily see through her thoughts.

  The effect of the drug was running through his limbs, making his every nerve and cell clamour.

  His eyes were extremely red.

  His fingers caressed her face and he laughed coldly. “Huahua, do you really think that I’m a saint the other time I didn’t touch you? I just don’t want to take away your first time when you are not conscious of it.”


  His almost blood red eyes stared fixedly at her like he was looking deep into her soul. His deep voice came from within his throat. “But I have never intended to give your first time to another man.”


  Yan Hua’s eyelashes fluttered.

  “What I want is for you to see how I take possession of you while you are clear-headed.”


  The emotions in Yan Hua’s chest expanded uncontrollably and she raised her hand, wanting to swing it towards the man but he grabbed her hand halfway.

  “Huahua, you asked for it.”


  Yan Hua looked at the man, who was looking at her with an eerie smile, and it seemed like she was looking at a stranger.

  Before, in her heart, he was calm, controlled, abstinent, indifferent. Nobody and nothing could arouse his emotions.

  It was rare to see him like that, as if he was a demon from hell.

  “Bo Yan, I will hate you even more if you behave like this……”


  He looked at her red lips, his brain had been taken over by the chaotic surge of heated thoughts and could not hear what she was saying. His mouth was dry and he bent down, the tip of his tall nose came up to her.

  “Huahua, didn’t you always want to have our nuptial night?” He gave a low laugh.”I’ve been looking forward to it for a long time too.”


  Yan Hua opened her mouth, and before she could say anything, he had already pressed his lips against her soft one.

  His lips were burning hot and he kissed her, hard and fierce.

  Eyes wide in shock, Yan Hua felt like she was about to burst.