Shame, shame, resentment, all of this seems to be less obvious in the face of heartache.

Yan Yihan looked at a place with straight eyes, she was sure that she had heard correctly, An Mubing, he did say so.

The warm and slippery touch hit, and Yan Yihan reacted after a few seconds, it turned out that An Mubing was kissing her neck.

His pupils constricted, how could he do this? How could he be so cruel to her?

"You go away——!"

Pushing away the man in front of her with both hands, Yan Yihan couldn't bear it anymore, she shouted loudly.

An Mubing didn't expect Yan Yihan to dare to do this, he was pushed a few steps away from her, standing opposite her, he looked at her angry expression, and suddenly smiled.

He has an extremely outstanding appearance in his own right, even if he just stands there without speaking, he is already much better looking than those foreign cover models in international magazines, so when he smiles, he can almost hold everyone's breath.

It's a pity that only Yan Yihan knows what is usually hidden behind the devil's smile, so she doesn't dare to indulge, even if there is a moment when her breathing is stagnant, it is definitely because she is afraid.

Sure enough, An Mubing looked at Yan Yihan who was sitting on the table, and said with a smile, "Don't tell me, you have reached the point where you have to defend yourself for him now!"

Yan Yihan's heart has already fallen to the bottom and shattered, will he care who will step on it again?

Pursing his lips, Yan Yihan didn't say a word, just slid down from the table silently.

After packing up the documents on her desk, she didn't even look at An Mubing, she just lowered her head and walked out.

The moment he passed by An Mubing's side, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, and his strength was so great that he almost pulled her to a stumble.

"Where are you going? Didn't you hear me?!"

An Mubing was so angry that he didn't have to listen to his tone, he could feel it from his trembling hands.

Yan Yihan looked at An Mubing's hand clasping his wrist, frowned slightly, and replied loudly, "I still have class tomorrow, let go."

Yan Yihan's tepid words stepped on An Mubing's angry point, and he raised Yan Yihan's arm, forcing her to stand on tiptoe.

The slender eyes narrowed slightly, An Mubing pinched Yan Yihan's chin with one hand, forcing her to look at him, "Yan Yihan, are you living too comfortably and want to die?!"

Yan Yihan suddenly wanted to laugh, but in fact, she did hook the corners of her lips.

An Mubing frowned two beautiful eyebrows in displeasure and stared at her deadly.

"That's what you really look like, isn't it?Since you want me to die so much, why don't you just shoot me?!"

With a calm face and a calm language, Yan Yihan was really surprised, An Mubing hated her so much, why did she pretend to love her and spoil her very much?

An Mubing's fingers were locked, and Yan Yihan felt that his jaw was about to be crushed by him, and the pain spread all over his body, especially the heart that was already bloody.

"Do you really think I'm not going to kill you?"

An Mubing pressed his face against Yan Yihan, and his voice was cold as if he was from hell.

"If you want to kill it, you have already killed it, do you have to wait until now?"

Yan Yihan knew how to make An Mubing angry, she just had to provoke with an expressionless face.

Sure enough, the green tendons on An Mubing's forehead tensed, and with trembling hands, he threw her to the ground vigorously.

There was a plop, the sound of meat hitting the ground.

Yan Yihan's tears of pain were about to flow out, but she gritted her teeth and stiffened, he made her feel distressed, she made him angry, anyway, there was already a debt between them, and they didn't care about anything more hurtful.

An Mubing was really angry, and kicked on the high-grade mahogany table in front of him, the table was kicked off by him A piece of stubble, still angry, he smashed everything he could see at hand, hundreds of thousands of gold pens, flower tea glass imported from Italy, a whole row of foreign masterpieces on the bookcase, and ...... The vintage wall clock on the wall that he loved.

An Mubing picked up a stack of documents on the table and held it high, while Yan Yihan just lay motionless on the ground, he even smashed things, if she started to hit her, she wouldn't be surprised.

His chest rose and fell violently, and An Mubing smashed the document on the ground beside Yan Yihan, but he didn't hit her in the end.

Yan Yihan didn't rejoice in his heart, there was just endless sorrow.

I thought that An Mubing would be like last night, after getting angry and angry, he slammed the door and left, but he didn't expect that he was going to fight her to the end tonight.

Striding in front of her, An Mubing picked up Yan Yihan with one hand, and then walked towards the door.

Yan Yihan instinctively felt bad, she stretched out her hand to push and push, and opened her mouth to say, "You let go of me, where are you going to take me?!"

An Mubing's whole face was gloomy and terrifying, and when he opened the door with one hand, he said in a low voice, "Yan Yihan, you forced me!"

Yan Yihan hadn't figured out what An Mubing meant, he had already used brute force to pull her out of the study and drag her to the stairs.

"You let go, where are you taking me?!"

There are servants and his subordinates downstairs, is An Mubing crazy?

dragged Yan Yihan downstairs, and An Mubing threw her on the circular sofa in the hall.

The servants were dumbfounded, their eyes widened, and they lost their words for a moment.

Yan Yihan was in pain all over, and she forced herself to stand up, she roared in a low voice, "An Mubing, are you crazy?!"

As soon as Yan Yihan shouted like this, the servants in the house all lowered their heads, and when An Mubing saw that they wanted to leave, he said loudly, "Stand here for me and don't move!"

Everyone's footsteps stopped the moment he spoke, and Yan Yihan's face was panicked.

An Mubing squinted at Yan Yihan, and his cold voice came, "Yan Yihan, you don't want to give you face, I can't blame me now!"

With that, he walked up to Yan Yihan in two steps, reached out and held her struggling arms, and then leaned down to kiss her.

"An Mubing, you let go of my ......"

Yan Yihan used both hands and feet, struggling desperately, An Mubing really didn't have a heart, how could he do this to her in front of so many people?!

An Mubing subdued Yan Yihan in two clicks, and looking at her little face that was flushed with anger, he said in a low voice, "Is that what you use to hook up with other men with such expressions?!"

"You're not a human!"

Yan Yihan is not the first time to scold, but An Mubing is the first time in her life to be scolded, and she is the powerless little woman in front of her.

All the servants gasped and trembled, they wanted to leave, but without An Mubing's permission, they didn't dare to move again.

"Yan Yihan, I'll let you see it today, what is not a person!"

An Mubing's eyes turned red instantly, and he pulled down the T-shirt on Yan Yihan's body, and he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.