Everything was caused by Shangguan Zhixuan.

"How many times have I told you not to have any connection with the Shangguan family. You, why are you?"

Yan Mubei looked up at his mother, with a cold look and laughed: "It's not that I want to have something to do with them, it's that my birth is destined to have something to do with them."

In an instant, Yan Yongzhi's face turned pale: "You, what do you mean?"

He looked at his mother's flowery appearance and was so calm that he was scary: "Mom, do you think I don't know?"

Yan Yongzhi suddenly felt chill all over and couldn't understand her son.

The boy she raised and loved alone, now she is so powerful that she cannot face her face.

She thought she had hidden the secret for many years in her heart, but she didn't expect that he would know it.

Next, the mother and son were speechless. For a while, they each opened their faces, and for a while, Yan Yongzhi left their bedroom.

After the bedroom door was closed, Yan Mubei's eyes fell back to the face of the little woman in the bed.

He gently stroked the back of her hand with his chin and murmured to himself: "You are mine, and I will never give you to him."

...

Lin Qianqian woke up in the middle of the night and slowly opened her eyes. The man looked surprised when she saw her eyes.

He stood up and bent over to help her sit up: "You are awake..."

"Don't touch me." Thinking of his cruelty and ruthlessness, Lin Qianqian subconsciously was afraid of panic, so she pushed him away quickly, dodged to the other side, and shouted: "No, don't kill me."

Yan Mubei's heart was stinged, and his face turned even more pale.

Soon he reacted and quickly coaxed her: "Silly, why am I willing to kill you? I was just... too angry at that time."

Lin Qianqian didn't believe what he said, and held the quilt and kept shrinking towards the edge of the bed, with too much fear and panic in her eyes.

If anyone was suddenly pinched and kept pinching her, no matter how she begged for mercy, he only had a strong murderous intent in his eyes. How dare he approach the murderer after escaping from death?

Lin Qianqian is a proud person, but not a brave person. She is afraid of death.

Especially after the process of being desperate and being pinched hard by him, all the courage in her at this moment was zero.

She found that she suddenly was very afraid of him, very scared.

She wasn't afraid of him before, she often made him angry and lost her temper, but she just wasn't afraid of him.

Because she knew he wouldn't hurt her.

It has been three years since the man she had loved and loved has disappeared now.

Yan Mubei, who was standing in front of him, would design to frame her, use Lin and his father to force her to submit, and would strangle her to death if he was unhappy.

Lin Qianqian was so scared that her eyes couldn't help but turn red, and her voice choked: "Don't come here... Please don't hurt me."

She was tall but not fat, and her pitiful look made Yan Mubei's heart hurt.

"I won't hurt you, I swear I won't hurt you anymore." He coaxed her gently, slowly climbed onto the bed and stretched out his hands to her: "Be good to Qianqian, come here and let me see you."

Perhaps he understood that no one could replace her feelings for her, so Yan Mubei lowered his posture and asked her for peace.

Lin Qianqian shook her head desperately: "Don't come over, don't come over."

"I won't hurt you, really, believe me." He crawled forward two more steps, shook his long arms, and easily grabbed her into his arms.

He trapped her with one hand and gently stroked her hair with the other.
Chapter completed!