Hidden Marriage to the End: My Husband Is a Dramatist

Chapter 168 The Fourth Young Master Yan's Confession
Su Anqian was always beside Yan Xijue, as if she forgot to care about other things besides being nervous.

Fortunately, this time he just vomited, nothing else, and there was a sour smell of alcohol in the bathroom. Halfway through, she ran out to the free zone at the corner to get a bottle of water.

Yan Xijue turned pale from vomiting, saw the water she handed over, and pinched the body of the bottle with his plain fingertips.

He took it, and although his whole body was exhausted, he rinsed his mouth quickly, then covered the toilet with his backhand, sat on it with one hand on his back, raised his face slightly, and looked at the woman standing in front of him.

His eyes were heavy, and his thin lips were slightly pale, which made him look more and more indifferent at this moment.

After blinking, she straightened up, "If you're okay, I'll go out first, Ye Ling is still waiting."

When Ye Ling was mentioned, Yan Xijue's expression became colder, and he just stared at her straight.

Just when she turned around, her wrist was suddenly pinched, perhaps because of the memories of several times, she was startled, thinking that the next scene might be even more tense.

The more nervous he was, the more his legs became disobedient, but just as he wanted, he staggered and fell directly to his legs.

She fell heavily, and even doubted whether the toilet could bear their weight. She slightly supported his body with her hands to prevent the two from getting too close, and frowned softly, "Joe Yanxi..."

The man stared at her at a close distance, and suddenly his thin lips moved lightly, "I really don't like you calling me by my full name, have I told you?"

Su An was stunned for a moment, because the Yan Xijue she came into contact with a few times after she came back was all cold and unfamiliar, not like today, this kind of him seems to be the old Yan Xijue.

Therefore, she thought that the current Yan Xijue should be cold and unfamiliar, and had given up on the past long ago, so she frowned and looked at him, "You drank too much."

The corner of Yan Xijue's mouth twitched ironically, he let go of her wrist, and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Before she could get used to it, the man had already said heavily: "You and him, living together?"

He seemed to have used a lot of effort to ask the last three words, and he stared at her with a layer of sadness at the bottom of his black eyes.

Su Anqian didn't say anything, she just couldn't stop thinking of pushing him away.

"Is there?" He asked again, and his thick eyebrows frowned uncontrollably.

She didn't know if sleeping in the same room or on the same bed counted as cohabitation, and she didn't want to answer this question, she just said: "I really should go back, Ye Ling will find me."

It seemed that she was very worried that Ye Ling would look for him.

Yan Xijue pursed his thin lips slightly, and there was some indescribable pain in his slightly drunk deep eyes, "He treats you well?"

Su Anqian couldn't avoid his star-like eyes, let alone ignore the slight pain in his eyes, so she finally nodded.

Ye Ling was really kind to her, even to her father, and had nothing to say to Qiuqiu.

Yan Xijue curled the corner of his mouth inexplicably, with a self-deprecating smile, maybe he was really drunk and couldn't even feel the stomach pain, or did the stomach pain transfer to his heart?

The hands around her waist did not let go, and her voice became thicker because of drunkenness, so thick that it was inexplicably bewitching and distressing when she opened her mouth.

A stern face was slightly lowered, staring at her, half-drunk and low, "I want to be nice to you too, but why don't you need it?"

Su Anqian's heart was beating uncontrollably, she was even afraid of hearing what he said, and just wanted to break free from him, stand up and leave.

But he didn't let go, with his eyes still so deep, and his low voice continued: "I almost begged you in a low voice two years ago, but you still left without looking back. It's been two years, since you've come back, since you You still care about me, why can't you need me to treat you well?"

Su Anqian's heart ached, and she was at a loss.

It was only later that she discovered that if there was any change in Yan Xijue, apart from the fact that he was pretending to be aloof when he first saw it, his change was that he was less domineering and powerful than he used to be. She accepted the gentle tone, and would want to find a way to get along with her.

He even wanted to use a normal way to seriously pursue her again, not because of domineering and strong, because of all kinds of grievances and grievances that turned his relationship into a change, and let her blindly avoid him.

"You're really drunk Yan Xijue." She frowned, and finally broke away his hand cruelly and stood up.

Yan Xijue was not drunk, but the effect of alcohol was obvious.

When her hand was on the doorknob, he suddenly stood up and pushed her to one side of the wall, "I've drunk too much, but I'm not drunk."

He is tall, but Su Anqian wears high heels, so they are very close to each other.

He held her waist with one hand and caressed her face with the other, as if he had wanted to do this for a long time, but he kept the posture of a stranger and finally got his wish.

"You don't love Ye Ling." He said suddenly, very low, but his eyes were slightly drunk but determined, "He is just trying to please you and pursue you, right?"

She frowned slightly, but when she raised her eyes, his dark eyes almost made people drunk.

"It's just right, give me a chance too, don't act against your conscience, you choose who you want, huh?" He continued in a low voice.

His eyes stopped on her bright red lips, and he suddenly remembered the scene where Ye Ling kissed her before, and his thick eyebrows were already frowned.

At the same time, the mind has been emitting uncontrollable messages of displeasure, and the body has already reacted and kissed.

At that second, Su Anqian was stunned, the smell of alcohol was strong, but the breath on his body was also clear, so clear that it could evoke certain memory factors, causing her heart to beat violently.

"...Yanxi..." Her voice was broken and she pushed him with all her strength.

Su An regained his composure, backed away from him, and tried his best to stay awake.

Even though she still had a lot of feelings that couldn't be shaken off, she knew very well that she couldn't get entangled with Yan Xijue.

She is not brave. After being injured once, she doesn't want to try again. She already has a ball, and she is no longer a little girl who needs a vigorous love.

That's right, it should be like this, she told herself over and over again.

Then I looked at him, "I don't know if it will make you misunderstand how much I care about you, how much I care about you, then just make it clear, you are not qualified to compare with Ye Ling, and I don't need to choose anything, if there is good news, I will will tell you."

Wei Wei shook hands, this time she quickly opened the door and left.

Yan Xijue stood on the spot for a while, looking at the bathroom door shaking back and forth, and then smiled sarcastically after a while.

He is not qualified to compare with Ye Ling?He is not as good as Ye Ling in any way!
After a while, someone vented his anger on the bathroom door with a 'bang', and then the cold figure disappeared at the door.

The passer-by who was hiding in the bathroom heaved a sigh of relief and patted his heart.

Damn, if Fourth Young Master Yan found out that someone overheard him courting Miss Ann, wouldn't he be alive soon?Although he accidentally squatted on the toilet for a long time, he heard it.

After a while, a passer-by pushed his glasses, which is wrong, isn't this too powerful?
Fourth Young Master Yan actually courted like those noble sons who pursued Miss Ann? !

Su Anqian, who returned to the box, didn't see Ye Ling who was supposed to be here. No wonder he didn't go to the bathroom to look for him. Could something be wrong?

Thinking of this, Ji Cheng came back in a hurry: "Miss An!"

Su Anqian turned her head and frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"

Ji Cheng pointed to the downstairs, "A young master probably made trouble for your reputation. Young Master Ye went to stop him, and the situation got out of control. I think you might have to come forward..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Anqian suddenly thought of the dandy boy from yesterday, frowned and walked out quickly.

When Yan Xijue came back with a sullen face, he only saw her hurrying back at the corner, and glanced at Ji Cheng again.

Ji Cheng knew that he was not feeling well and in a bad mood, so he took the initiative to explain the matter clearly with just one glance.

Hearing that there were those poor boys who were not only arty, but also wanted to eat swan meat, and didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, Yan Xijue's face turned dark again, he didn't say anything, and went downstairs with a stern face.

The door was closed immediately downstairs, and the scene was indeed not very good. It must have been done. The button of Ye Ling's shirt was unbuttoned, and the provocative man was still talking about it.

"Are you okay?" She grabbed Ye Ling's hand.

Ye Ling just looked at her and forced a gentle smile, "It's okay, you go to the side, it's a mess here."

This matter is said to be because of her, how can it be nothing to do with him?

Instead, he took a step forward, "What do you want?"

The man probably became angry because he was beaten, "I tell you, I spent money and invited you to hang out with my brother. Since you are so ungrateful, I will take you out and ruin it." , Who do I think is still flocking to you?"

He is the number one son of the North City, if he can't get something, don't even think about messing around in the North City!
Su Anqian's brows were knotted, everyone was so uneasy and kind, are all the nobles so powerful now?It seems that they are even more arrogant than Yan Xijue and his group.

"The tone is not small." A deep and indifferent voice sounded from behind the crowd.

Yan Xijue's complexion was not good, but that sharp-edged face showed no anger and prestige at a glance, and he glanced at the boy sitting at the table with colorful lips.

The slender legs walked over, and then looked at the boy indifferently, "It's enough for you to go in and squat for a long time, you know?"

The boy looked at him.

Dressed casually but extremely expensive, speaking indifferently and in a low voice, but healed carelessly is very intimidating.

But when he heard it, he also sneered, "Which onion are you? You dare to take care of my young master's affairs, so who are you scaring!"

Yan Xijue pursed his thin lips, then turned his head and asked Ji Cheng, "Which family is it?"

Ji Cheng stepped forward, talking about the boy's identity in a low voice.

In the past two years, Yan Xijue has been very low-key and quiet. He has heard of the new batch of playboys, but he didn't pay attention. Only now did he know that he, Yan Xijue, is actually an outdated nobleman.

That's right, he is also an older generation who has passed the marriageable age.

After listening to Ji Cheng's words, Yan Xijue also seemed to have a good temper and approached the man again, leaning over slightly, with a loose and cold voice, "I am Yan Xijue, go back and tell your father, if you don't want to die, then I will control you well, now ,You are dismissed."

Hearing the word 'Jeez Yanxi' at first, the man was stunned, after all, he was a figure that even the upper circles were afraid of.

The next second, the man looked at him sarcastically, "Just you? Who?"

It is said that Jue Yan Xi didn't know what evil he had fallen into in the past two years, he didn't do anything except work, and he was more friendly to his peers. Of course, this "friendly" became a "counsel" in the mouth of the young son, because Yan Xijue's power has declined and he dare not offend anyone.

But, seeing him in person, no one dared to make a mistake.

Regarding his ridicule, Yan Xijue didn't bother to explain, he took a card and threw it to the man: "You spent 500 million, I will double it to you, don't let me know that you are plotting against her again."

After finishing speaking, Yan Xijue didn't move, nor did he have a particularly cold face, he just put his hands in his trouser pockets, nodded slightly, signaling that he could get out.

(End of this chapter)