She didn't really care about childhood sweethearts, but she was An Huaijue's wife in name anyway, so it wasn't good for Xu Xiying to seduce her husband in front of her, right?

Xu Xiying seemed to read the contempt in Lan Weiwan's eyes, her face was a little embarrassed, and her face was even more ugly: "Miss Lan misunderstood, brother Huaijue and I..."

An Huaijue on the side was leisurely eating the lunch brought by Lan Weiwan. He didn't want to get involved in the battle between the two women. In fact, seeing Lan Weiwan's jealous look, he felt a little happy for no reason, but Lan Weiwan

Wan's words instantly changed his expression.

Lan Weiwan waved her hand as if she was extremely impatient, interrupting Xu Xiying's unspoken words: "Okay, okay, I'm not interested in continuing to talk to Miss Xu."

She rolled her eyes and continued: "As for lunch, you have no chance, but you can try for dinner. Okay, my task is completed. Miss Xu, please continue, I won't interrupt you.

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After saying that, Lan Weiwan turned around and started to walk out, not noticing the man behind him whose expression was so serious that it was almost dripping with water.

An Huaijue squeezed the chopsticks in his hand tightly, suppressing the irritability in his heart and growled: "Lan Weiwan! Stop! Do I let you go?"

Could it be that in her eyes, delivering food to herself is just completing the task?

She is so generous when she also gives advice to other women who care about her.

Lan Weiwan stopped about to step out and turned around in surprise: "Isn't it right? It's not enough to eat alone, Mr. An, you need me to stay too?"

She did not realize at all that she had successfully angered An Huaijue and was going further and further down the road of seeking death.

Xu Qianying on the other side was also shocked by An Huaijue's sudden anger. This was the first time she saw An Huaijue get angry. In her impression, this man had always been cold and cold, and his happiness and anger would not show on his face.

, Unexpectedly, she would be angry because of Lan Weiwan's words today, and Xu Qianying suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

"Huai Jue, don't be angry, I can..." Xu Xiying said something, but was interrupted by the man's gloomy voice.

An Huaijue didn't even look at her and said coldly: "Get out."

"Huai Jue, I..."

Xu Qianying still wanted to struggle to stay, but she trembled under the gaze of An Huaijue. She didn't dare to say another word, and ran out with her legs uncontrollably. She didn't return until she left the company.

But God comes, just thinking about An Huaijue's look just now makes me feel cold all over, that look like looking at a dead person...

Just for a moment, Xu Xiying's eyes became vicious, Lan Weiwan! They are all that bitch! Otherwise, how could Huai Jue be willing to do this to her? She must make her look good!

Seeing Xu Xiying running out with tears in her eyes, Lan Weiwan raised her eyebrows and leaned lazily by the door. She felt a little happy for some reason: "Hey, Mr. An is too cruel. Seeing such a delicate beauty scares you."

Got it, tsk tsk tsk.”

An Huaijue lowered his head, his broken hair covering his face and eyes, making it difficult to see his emotions and anger: "Come here."

Lan Weiwan couldn't see the man's expression clearly, but instinctively felt that he was unhappy now, very unhappy.

She put away the relaxed expression on her face and slowly moved over hesitantly, feeling a little afraid that An Huaijue would do something to her in a fit of anger.

After a long time, Lan Weiwan finally moved to An Huaijue and said timidly: "What...what's wrong?"

An Huaijue raised his head, his eyes dark and unclear, and his tone flat: "Aren't you angry when I eat with her?"

He clasped his hands tightly together, feeling suddenly afraid that he would hear some answer he didn't want to hear.

Lan Weiwan was stunned by the question. After thinking for a while, she finally figured out that the "her" An Huaijue mentioned was Xu Xiying who had just escaped.

"Hey, why should I be angry? Aren't you childhood sweethearts? Besides, I don't like you either. Who do you eat with has anything to do with me?" Lan Weiwan waved his hand and spoke as if he didn't care.

really...

An Huaijue sneered, his eyes full of mockery, and his heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly by a hand.

Lan Weiwan frowned slightly, wondering what An Huaijue was going crazy about. Just as she was about to speak, she was pulled away by a huge force.

An Huaijue suddenly pulled Lan Weiwan's body, pressed her down on the sofa, and kissed her crazily.

He didn't know why he was so angry, let alone what to do. He just instinctively wanted to shut up the unpleasant little mouth in front of him.

Uh-huh... Lan Weiwan's eyes widened, why is An Huaijue so crazy?

Lan Weiwan kept beating An Huaijue's shoulders, kicking his legs wildly, trying desperately to push the man on top of him away.

Feeling Lan Weiwan's resistance, An Huaijue's expression became more gloomy, his eyes turned red, and his hand movements became more fierce.

Tear--the sound of clothes tearing was heard.

Lan Weiwan felt a chill on her body, water oozed from the corners of her eyes, and she made up her mind to bite down hard.

The heavy smell of blood spread between the two people's mouths. The pain made An Huaijue startled, and Lan Weiwan seized the opportunity and was pushed away.

Snapped!

Lan Weiwan was so angry that he hit the man's face hard with his hand, causing An Huaijue's cheeks to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A suffocating silence spread all around.

An Huaijue stared at Lan Weiwan with deep eyes and said nothing. Lan Weiwan covered his collar and hid back tremblingly, his eyes full of fear.

How...how could this happen? Is An Huaijue crazy?

After a long time, An Huaijue said in a hoarse voice: "Get out."

Lan Weiwan's eyes welled up with enthusiasm, and she felt extremely aggrieved.

What, bastard!

She tightened her torn collar and rushed out the door.

Bai Hao, who was just about to open the door and come in, was staggered by the collision. He looked at the back of the man who rushed out in confusion, and then turned to look at the sullen An Huaijue in the room before he understood what had probably happened.

He shook his head helplessly, sighed, and knocked lightly on the open door.

An Huaijue pinched his eyebrows irritably, his voice full of exhaustion: "Come in."

Bai Hao walked in with a pile of documents. After seeing the man's cheek scratched by nails, he struggled for a long time before speaking: "President, do you...do you need medicine on your face?"

An Huaijue was already irritable, but when he heard these words, he turned around with a cold look, and Bai Hao was so frightened that he immediately stopped talking.

He stood up and tidied his slightly messy clothes, walked to the desk with a cold face, sat down, and asked calmly: "What's the matter?"

Bai Hao breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the document in his hand that required An Huaijue's personal signature.

Lan Weiwan staggered out of the company. Feeling the strange looks on her, she felt very humiliated. She didn't bother to call someone to pick her up, so she hurriedly stopped a taxi on the roadside.
Chapter completed!