Love from a Famous Family: Yan Shaotian spoils his little wife

The girl didn't know what she was thinking, but she kept lowering her head lower and lower.

Yan Yichen sighed softly, stretched out his hand, and gently arranged the hair scattered on the girl's face behind her ears one by one.

In the same city, Xia Yan's cell phone rang.

Worried that Su Xi would be in trouble again, Xia Yan showed it in front of Yan Yichen without thinking.

As a result, not only Xia Yan, but even Yan Yichen's gaze changed instantly after glancing at the caller's name.

Lu Ziming!
How are they still in touch?

Yan Yichen stretched out his big hand and directly snatched Xia Yan's phone away.

The ringtone of the incoming call continued to ring, as if playing a tense symphony, making the atmosphere between Xia Yan and Yan Yichen more and more tense.

"Give me back the phone..." Xia Yan said timidly, thinking of Yan Yichen's tantrum last time.

Yan Yichen looked at her motionless, his eyes gradually stained with a bloodthirsty crimson.

Xia Yan swallowed, and this time her tone became even tougher, "Give it back to me."

Enough, really enough!When will I be able to get rid of the life bound by this man?

"Give it back to you?" The man's tone was very cold, and his words were full of sarcasm.

That tone, in Xia Yan's ears, was like a man treating her as his property, and she had no room to resist.

"Yan Yichen."

Because the call was not answered for a long time, the call was automatically hung up.

Xia Yan couldn't bear it anymore and spoke again. When she raised her eyes to look at the man, there was an atmosphere of grievance in her gaze.

Seeing her face turned from embarrassment into anger, Yan Yichen's tone became even colder, "Have you forgotten what I told you last time?"

He had clearly made it clear that time that Xia Yan was absolutely not allowed to have intimate contact with other men.

After all, this girl is his wife, and he also thinks that what he did is not wrong.

But, why did she not only do this, but also go directly to his deadly enemy...

Thinking about it, Yan Yichen's tightly clenched fists were throbbing with blue veins.

The two of them sat together on the same chair, and at this moment, the cold air constantly released by the man beside them made Xia Yan instinctively want to escape.

Her mind gradually became blank, she stood up, and her feet kept moving in another direction, keeping a distance from this man with jealous desire.

Before he could go far, his hand was suddenly grabbed by the man.

Yan Yichen narrowed his eyes and stared at her, his face was full of danger, and he asked each word in a word: "Xia Yan, what do you want me to do?"

"I...I didn't..."

How dare she ask for anything from him?
"No? How could there be no?" Yan Yichen's tone was aggressive.

At the end, he laughed at himself, "Xia Yan, will you never forgive me for the rest of your life? In your heart, I will always be that terrible big devil?"

Faced with Yan Yichen's constant questioning, Xia Yan only felt that her mind had become a mess.

Even she doesn't know about this man's feelings, so how can she answer his questions?
Without getting the answer he wanted, Yan Yichen's grip on her wrist became stronger and stronger.

Xia Yan stubbornly endured it, gritted her teeth, and refused to say a single word of begging for mercy.

The two stalemate for a long time, until seeing layers of cold sweat on the girl's forehead, Yan Yichen finally let go of her wrist.

The moment the man let go of her arm, Xia Yan's heart suddenly emptied.

Yan Yichen threw the phone on the chair, turned around and left without looking at her again.

"Young Mistress, are you going back?" After a while, the assistant came to ask.

Seeing Xia Yan's distraught look, the assistant coughed lightly again, and tentatively comforted him: "Boss Yan is under a lot of pressure from group affairs these days, please don't take it to heart."

Knowing that the assistant's words were just to reassure her, Xia Yan forced a smile.

After getting in the car, she glanced at Yan Yichen who was sitting on the back seat with her eyes closed, and Xia Yan kept moving her body to the side.

Along the way, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was very strange.

Because Yan Yichen personally took Xia Yan to the hospital for a prenatal checkup, the housekeeper also had a happy face.

"Master! Young Mistress, I have prepared for you..." A large table of delicious food...

Before the housekeeper finished speaking, he saw Yan Yichen walking out of the car with a cold face.

Uh... That expression about to storm is obviously still not right!
He was looking at Xia Yan, and saw Xia Yan drooping her head the whole time, her face was obviously still angry.

Did they quarrel again?
The housekeeper looked at Yan Yichen's assistant in confusion, and the assistant gave him a quiet look, and the housekeeper immediately fell silent knowingly.

As soon as Yan Yichen came back, he entered the room.

In this way, Xia Yan could only stay in the living room.

Regarding Yan Yichen, the butler didn't dare to say anything more.

But still, compared to Xia Yan, it was much easier to communicate.

The housekeeper rolled his eyes, walked up to Xia Yan courteously, and asked tentatively: "Young Mistress, I have prepared some nourishing dishes, you should eat some first."

After the voice fell, Xia Yan didn't answer for a long time, her eyes were still empty, as if she hadn't heard his words at all.

The housekeeper coughed lightly, and said, "Young Mistress, your health is important."

Xia Yan sighed softly, pinched the center of her eyebrows, "Butler, leave me alone, you go eat first."

"This..." It is their duty to serve the master, not to mention that Xia Yan is pregnant at this time, how can the butler feel relieved.

But standing in front of Xia Yan for a long time, after seeing Xia Yan finished saying that sentence, she no longer wanted to get up and walk around, so the housekeeper had no choice but to step aside again.

Xia Yan touched her slightly protruding belly, her thoughts became more and more complicated.

Suddenly, the phone rang again.

She picked up the phone and looked, sure enough, it was Lu Ziming calling again.

Xia Yan subconsciously glanced in the direction of the room. After hesitating for a while, she walked to the corner and answered the call, "Mr. Lu, what's the matter?"

Lu Ziming immediately heard something wrong in her words, and asked back: "Did something happen to you? Why is your tone so weak?"

"It's nothing..." Xia Yan replied with a guilty conscience.

Lu Ziming sighed, and said sadly, "You still refuse to tell me anything."

Xia Yan didn't continue to chat on this topic, and asked again: "You are looking for me, what is the matter?"

If it wasn't urgent, Lu Ziming wouldn't have called twice in succession, right?