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Chapter 4 Enough is enough
In the middle of the night, An Nuan was woken up by the sound of a car roaring in the yard. She stood by the window, and downstairs, the figures of men and women overlapped on the ground. In the distance, she felt that women had seen them before, but she had no memory of them. Zhong Shengxin, every movement and look in his eyes revealed a tenderness that An Nuan had never seen before.

When An Nuan came out, she only saw the woman's slender and tall back, her ink-like long hair fluttering in the wind, and a faint feminine fragrance in the air, familiar yet unfamiliar.

When Zhong Shengxin saw An Nuan, disgust flashed clearly in his obsidian-like deep eyes.

"What are you doing down here?"

An Nuan withdrew her gaze, staring at his cold facial features in a daze, feeling a little uncomfortable in her chest.

"Zhong Shengxin, what am I in your heart?"

Time seems to stand still, one second, two seconds...

An Nuan smiled palely, turned around, her back was a little sad, it was not until she opened the car door that the man's steady footsteps came from behind her.

"It's midnight, where are you going?"

"Don't worry about it!"

With a wave of An Nuan's hand, Zhong Shengxin took two steps back unexpectedly, with a cold light in his eyes.

"An Nuan, enough is enough!"

With a strong and irresistible order, An Nuan looked at the man's cold side face under the street lamp, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

"You just think I'm having a temper tantrum."

After finishing speaking, he got into the car, closed the door, stepped on the gas pedal, and exited Nanzhuyuan in one go.
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An Nuan covered her face with her hands, leaned on the steering wheel, her long hair was disheveled, and there were intermittent whimpers in the carriage. For a whole year, there were always women around him, and there would always be girls, girls, boys, girls, girls, and girls. Cope with it, but alone can't deal with it, Zhong Shengxin.

Her love for him, she thought, had been worn away by those women long ago, but just now, when she saw his tender expression, her heart was twitching.

why not loveAn Nuan told herself that she would never be tempted in her life, but Zhong Shengxin broke into her life and made her fall in love with him uncontrollably...

When An Nuan was about to get drunk at the food stall, she called her buddy Ling Fei and asked her to pick her up.

"Hey, beauty, give me a favor and drink?"

The man with long red hair just got out of the BMW and sat directly opposite An Nuan. He spit out a smoke ring and sprayed it on her face.

An Nuan frowned, called the boss, paid the payment, and before she could take a few steps with her bag, she was grabbed by the man's wrist.

"BMW, don't you know BMW? Do you know how much this new model costs?"

"What's the matter with me?"

An Nuan sneered, and glanced at the red man.

"Let go! If you don't let go, I'll call someone!"

"Call? After a while, you can call if you want."

The red man gave an evil smile. He didn't meet a suitable woman at the bar just now, but he saw such a beauty at the food stall, and dragged An Nuan to the BMW.

An Nuan was not worried. Zhong Shengxin was related to Beicheng, and she was his wife. As long as this fact was revealed, who would dare to do anything to her?
"Brother Qiao is mighty!"

Several men in the BMW were booing there.

An Nuan put her hands on the door and was about to speak, when an angry voice came from behind.

"Let go of her."

"You don't want to mess around anymore? You don't even look at who she is, is it something you can grab?"

Ling Fei wore 8 cm thick flip-flops on her feet, her curly hair was unkempt at all, and she was wearing a knee-length owl T-shirt. She pulled An Nuan on with one hand, and picked up the slippers on her feet with the other. The red-haired man snapped away.

"You ugly bastard beat me, and you don't even look at who the uncle is!"

The red-haired man raised his fist and was about to land on Ling Fei when a palm had already grasped his hand. At the same time, a cold word came.

"Boss Yao's son? He's really promising, even my wife, Zhong Shengxin, wants to touch him!"

The people in the car all showed timid expressions, and pulled the red-haired man to leave, but Zhong Shengxin's words came from behind: "Go back and tell Mr. Yao that he doesn't have what he wants!"

Because of these words, An Nuan's drowsy head became clearer, she laughed at herself, Zhong Shengxin was only defending his reputation, not hers.

She glanced at Ling Fei: "Let's go."

"Nuannuan, what should he do?"

Ling Fei looked over there while putting on her shoes.

"Why do you care about him? It's you, I call you here, what do you mean by finding an irrelevant person?"

An Nuan rubbed her chest, her attitude seemed bored, her voice was neither loud nor soft, but Zhong Shengxin could hear it clearly.

Unrelated person?
With thin ice in his eyes, Zhong Shengxin approached, held An Nuan's arm, and dragged her away without saying a word.

"You let go."

"Let go? Let go and let you fool around with other men?"

An Nuan was taken aback, and he forced her whole body into the car.

(End of this chapter)