Ignoring which room Meng Zhu placed Meng Yaohuan in, An Huaijue directly pulled Lan Weiwan out of the villa.

Seeing that he had not let go after leaving the door, Lan Weiwan struggled and complained dissatisfiedly: "Can you carry me around like a little chicken without moving?"

An Huaijue ignored her, opened the car door, and urged: "Get in the car."

"Where to go?" Lan Weiwan did not obey his order, her blank eyes were a bit wary.

An Huaijue propped himself up in the car, holding her tightly in his arms, "Follow me to the company."

"don't want!"

Lan Weiwan decisively refused. She didn't want to face An Huaijue's iceberg face all day long. It would affect her mood the whole day.

An Huaijue's eyes flashed with a warning light, "You can't help but refuse."

Lan Weiwan pouted, resisting An Huaijue's request, holding on to the car door, giving him a flattering smile, winking, and saying very simply: "I'll wait for you at home.

Can't you? I promise that I will wait for you to come back in the side courtyard and I will never run around!"

She raised her hands and swore seriously, her eyes sincere.

An Huaijue was indifferent, "No, I'm not worried."

"What are you worried about?" Lan Weiwan suddenly thought of something. She smiled slyly and raised her eyes, "Are you afraid that your stepmother and her niece will bully me?"

An Huaijue snorted, shook his head helplessly, put Lan Weiwan into the car without any explanation, and said unhurriedly: "I'm afraid you will bully them."

After slamming the door shut and ignoring Lan Weiwan's angry look, An Huaijue told the driver in a cold voice: "Drive and go to the company."

An Huaijue took Lan Weiwan away from Song Mansion to prevent her from conflicting with Meng Zhu and the others. Otherwise, he would have no peace as the calls to complain came one after another.

But now he suddenly regrets it...

The CEO's office, which used to be so quiet that you could hear a pin drop clearly, was now filled with irritable shouting and abuse, which made An Huaijue's brows furrowed tightly.

"Go up, go up! Move, move, move!"

Amidst a burst of urging and scolding, An Huaijue raised his eyes coldly. The restless woman was lying on the sofa in his office with her legs crossed, holding a mobile phone in her hand and a lollipop in her mouth.

, playing the game without any image.

"Hey! I'm so stupid, how could I match you trash teammates! If you put a piece of meat on the keyboard, the dog's output will be higher than you!"

An Huaijue's eyes darkened a bit, and he looked at Lan Weiwan incomprehensibly. He couldn't understand that these vulgar and unpleasant words could come from a girl like her.

At this time, he had no intention of looking at the documents on the table. With a gloomy face, he angrily shouted: "Turn off your game!"

"Ah?" Lan Weiwan took off one of his earphones and looked over with blank eyes. Seeing his ugly face, he suddenly realized something, "Did I wake you up? Then I'll go out and fight so as not to disturb your work."

After saying that, she got up seriously.

A cold light flashed in An Huaijue's eyes, "Stop! Do you still want to be embarrassed and thrown outside?"

Lan Weiwan curled her lips, she was just playing a game, she made it sound as if she had cheated on her.

"I just won't go out." The next second he lay back on the sofa, still regardless of image, not like a wealthy lady, but more like a female ruffian.

An Huaijue frowned displeased, "Can't you behave yourself? Which woman do you think is like you?"

"Rules?" Lan Weiwan suddenly laughed, stood up, and walked slowly towards An Huaijue step by step.

"What's wrong with you?"

Just when An Huaijue was puzzled, Lan Weiwan had already stood in front of him and gently hooked his neck with his hands. For a moment, it seemed as if an electric current was flowing through An Huaijue's body.

An unknown fire was stirred up by her.

But Lan Weiwan didn't feel An Huaijue's deliberately suppressed impulse, and was still on the verge of committing suicide.

"What should a well-behaved woman look like?" She sat on An Huaijue's lap, her seductive eyes full of charm, "Is this so?"

Seeing that An Huaijue's face turned a little darker, Lan Weiwan raised the corners of her lips slightly, feeling proud in her heart.

He should be disgusted with her being in such close contact with him, right? But she wants to annoy him, so it’s best for him to break off the engagement if he can’t bear it anymore!

Thinking like this, her arms were wrapped around his neck like snakes, and her forehead was pressed against his. From such a close distance, An Huaijue's slightly rapid breathing could be clearly heard.

She smiled sweetly, deliberately leaned close to his cheek, blew out her soft and warm breath, and said in a charming and gentle voice: "What now? Are you behaved enough?"

Such ambiguous anger made An Huaijue a little unable to control himself, but his strong reason still defeated his body's instinct.

His hands subconsciously clenched the armrests of the chair, and he shouted in a cold voice without changing his expression: "Get off!"

"No." Lan Weiwan knew that she was playing with fire, but she still did not obey An Huaijue's order. Instead, she pouted cutely: "Don't all men like this?"

An Huaijue felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, and he suddenly woke up, his eyes becoming a bit sharper.

"How many men have you done this to?" Inexplicably, his tone was sour.

Lan Weiwan deliberately teased him, pretending to be serious and counting on his fingers, which made An Huaijue even more angry.

Just when this ambiguity was filled with embarrassment, the door to the CEO's office was suddenly pushed open——

"President, I..."

As soon as he spoke, Xu Yan, who had barged in, froze at the door as soon as he raised his head.

He witnessed with his own eyes Lan Weiwan's whole body hanging on An Huaijue, and he almost choked to death from this unexpected mouthful of dog food.

An Huaijue was the first to regain his composure and commanded again in Lan Weiwan's ear: "Get down."

"I won't!" Lan Weiwan raised her eyebrows proudly, and made a condition without fear of death: "Unless you agree to break off the engagement!"

An Huaijue was not threatened at all, he stood up directly and lifted Lan Weiwan up in his arms.

His body suddenly hung in the air, and looking at An Huaijue's cold face, Lan Weiwan couldn't help but feel guilty, "What are you going to do?"

Hearing the slight tremor in her voice, An Huaijue remained indifferent. He walked straight to the sofa and threw her on the sofa without any sympathy.

Lan Weiwan was completely unprepared for this and landed face first. If it hadn't been for the sofa, her face would have been disfigured.

"An Huaijue! You bastard!"

She gritted her teeth and cursed, which could probably be heard clearly on the entire floor.

Xu Yan was already standing at the door, stunned, until he heard An Huaijue's always calm voice: "What's the matter?"
Chapter completed!