Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Yan Xin let him kiss her.

Jing Yuanzhao is not a gentleman, and he doesn't mind turning Yan Xin into a slut.

With power, he controls life and death.

He wants to marry her sister, and he also wants to sleep with her, even if she already has a husband.

He had no respect for her.

Yan Xin thought of his words again.

Her prestige is not anointed with blood, so it does not exist.

She has no dignity.

She is just a plaything.

Her sister Yan Wanwan should be respected by everyone, including Jing Yuanzhao himself.

Jing Yuanzhao respected his savior.

He won't play with Yan Wanwan.

In his opinion, by marrying Yan Wanwan with the highest standards and not taking any concubines, he gave Yan Wanwan all the dignity.

Privately, he also needs women to satisfy him.

Yan Xin is that woman, lowly and unable to see the light of day.

She didn't move.

At this moment, she was disheartened.

Yan Wanwan had a life-saving grace for Jing Yuanzhao, so she would still be Jing Yuanzhao's wife.

Yan Xin cannot destroy this marriage.

Even if Yan Xin is the adopted daughter of the governor's wife, Yan Wanwan still has the opportunity to torment her and disturb her life.

——Yan Xin is not Sheng Rouzhen, and her husband is not the chief of general staff. She cannot suppress Yan Wanwan, who is about to become the young marshal's wife.

Jing Yuanzhao's hand pushed up her cheongsam, slipped into her petticoat along the hem, and touched her cool skin.

His palms were hot.

Yan Xin didn't move, just in a daze.

She let his hands roam inside her clothes.

Jing Yuanzhao was very emotional, but he was also keenly aware that something was wrong with the person in his arms.

She didn't resist, wasn't shy, or even stiff.

She was so quiet that she seemed completely cold.

For some reason, Jing Yuanzhao could feel her despair at this moment.

He stopped.

His breath was hot, spraying on the side of her face: "What are you thinking about? Your soul is gone."

"I'm thinking, is there anything in this world that I value?" She murmured, "It seems like there isn't. I have nothing to cherish."

Jing Yuanzhao was startled, as if a ladle of cold water had been poured on him.

Women occasionally say, "Let me die," but they are just angry words.

Or a threat.

But he felt Yan Xin's frustration.

She seemed unable to warm up for a while.

"I hate a lot of people, but that's how I've been here my whole life. It doesn't matter if I've been a wimp for two lifetimes." Yan Xin's breath was very light, "If you want me, I'll just give it to you."

As she spoke, she suddenly used force to tear off the skirt of the cheongsam.

The woman's hand was white and slender, but at this moment she had the strength to break two of the white jade plate buttons.

The button stretched out and hit the car window glass. There was a soft sound, which was the sound of cold water.

Jing Yuanzhao was completely awake.

Only two buttons of the shirt were broken, but they were not torn apart yet, so she continued to tear them apart.

Jing Yuanzhao held her hand and said, "Okay!"

His voice was cold, "You don't have to look like this to me."

Yan Xin: "What should I look like to show you?"

Jing Yuanzhao squeezed her chin tightly and used a little strength with his fingers: "I have countless ways to make you surrender. Do you think you can control me?"

Yan Xin didn't answer.

The light in the car was dim, and the adjutant driving the car was looking intently. His gaze was not lethal in the dark, but his tone was like a sharp sword that wanted to pierce her.

"I'll let you go tonight." Jing Yuanzhao continued to tighten his fingers, "It's not because you can threaten me, but because you turn off my appetite."

He turned her face away.

There were heavy marks on Yan Xin's jaw from his fingertips.

Then, there was a bit of burning pain.

"I don't know what is good or bad." Jing Yuanzhao pushed her away.

Yan Xin staggered and fell back to the seat on the other side.

She heard the man's breathing in the darkness, suppressed and long.

The man said: "You will regret it one day, Yan Xin. When you take the initiative to climb into my bed, I won't be so easy to dismiss."

Yan Xin smiled quietly after hearing this.

"Young Marshal, maybe you are the one who regrets it first." Yan Xin said, "I cured your head disease and saved your uncle, but you treated me like a plaything."

Jing Yuanzhao was suffocated.

"You are the one who is wronged; you are also the one who is ignorant." Yan Xin continued, "One day, you will be the one who regrets."

She must never be soft-hearted again.

She can't stand up without a layer of blood on her prestige.

This is what Jing Yuanzhao taught her.

The car took Yan Xin to the alley at Jiaomen.

Yan Xin got out of the car and left quickly.

Jing Yuanzhao stood alone at the entrance of the alley for a moment, quietly watching the figure disappearing into the depths.

He cut the cigar open, lit it with a match, then lowered his head and took a puff.

He was bored.

He hadn't longed for someone like this in a long time, nor had he been treated so coldly.

He is a young marshal from a powerful family, and many women pounce on him like crazy.

There are always benefits to following him.

Yan Xin is very stubborn.

Even if her situation is not good, even if she knows that he can help her, she will stick to herself.

--Ridiculous!

The fire in Jing Yuanzhao's body had been aroused since he met her, and it was still wandering in his body, burning him out of all reason.

"The Jiang family should understand what I mean when I sent clothes last time." He exhaled heavily, "When will the food be served on the table?"

In the car, Jing Yuanzhao's hand got under his clothes and touched what he wanted to touch.

When Yan Xin goes home tonight, will her husband love her?

Those soft and delicate lips were captured by another man...

Jing Yuanzhao threw the cigar on the ground angrily and stamped it out.

Instead of going home, he went to the gate of Jiang Mansion.

His lieutenant knocked loudly on the door.

Jing Yuanzhao went to see Jiang Zhiheng, the eldest master of the Jiang family.

He looked like he was looking for trouble, and expressed in his words that he wanted Yan Xin.

If the Jiang family doesn't give Yan Xin to him to play with, they will die.

The eldest son of the Jiang family is an old man, and he was frightened when he heard this.

"...I'll give you a month." Jing Yuanzhao said, "You are her husband's family and know her better. If she is unwilling, I will be very angry. Do you understand?"

For the Jiang family to give Yan Xin to him to play with, they also need the Jiang family to tame Yan Xin down to earth and make Yan Xin willing.

Mr. Jiang knew that Jing Yuanzhao was bullying others too much and made his son a bastard. But in the face of power, he has no qualifications to resist.

After Jing Yuanzhao finished speaking, he turned around and left.

He felt choked in his heart and couldn't get out.

He just waited for Yan Xin to beg him.

She refused to give in, and he couldn't get along with this tone.

He has never experienced such disobedience since he was a child.

Jing Yuanzhao was so angry that he almost exploded.

Mr. Jiang saw him off and hurried to the small foreign-style building behind the main courtyard to find his wife Zhang.

The eldest wife came back from the Governor's Mansion and sent her niece Zhang Qingya to the mission hospital to treat her wounds.

Zhang Qingya lay drowsily on the hospital bed, and the eldest wife never left him.

The eldest wife has raised this girl for more than ten years, just like her own daughter.

Don't talk about her, the elder Jiang Zhiheng also loves Zhang Qingya.

The eldest wife didn't see her husband's face, she just sighed: "Qingya, this child, is decisive in the end. With such a collision, she saved her reputation."

He also said about the Governor's wife, "She was able to climb to such a high position, and I don't know what kind of charming tricks she used. People are so stupid that they regard things like Yan Xin as treasures."

The elder said: "Stop scolding others, we can't afford to offend you."

He also told the eldest wife what Jing Yuanzhao had just said when he angrily came to him.

"What should we do now? According to the eldest marshal's violent temper, Yan Xin actually rejected him face to face." The eldest master said, "But the eldest marshal said that Yan Xin should do his own thing. How can we persuade him?"

The eldest lady found it funny.

A lowly creature like Yan Xin can attract flies.

Give her to the young marshal to play with!

When the time comes, when the Jiang family goes out in public again, let’s see where the governor’s wife puts her face.

Then look at what qualifications Yan Xin has to be proud of?

Jiang Siqiao wouldn't even touch such a dirty woman because she was disgusting, but Jing Yuanzhao actually wanted her.

"How can we persuade her? We can't persuade her. She knows how to deal with Qiao and won't listen to advice." The eldest lady said.

The elder said: "Young Marshal will be angry and blame us for not doing things well."

"I can't persuade her, but I have a way to force her to agree." The eldest lady said.

The old man: "What can I do?"

The eldest lady told him her thoughts in detail.