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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nHe was fighting back the temptation to kiss her again.

nHe was upset about how proud and arrogant she was, and how she never regarded anyone in her eyes other than herself.

nHe wasn’t sure what was so good about Jiang Zhuoheng, why was she putting all her eggs in one basket?

nThe battle had been lost, but she still hadn’t given up. Did she want to repeat the same mistakes again?

nSuch stupidity!

n“Wen Xuxu, I dare you to try.” Yan Rusheng clenched his teeth, his hazy eyes staring intently at her. “If I say you’re never leaving Flourish & Prosper, then you will never, ever leave Flourish & Prosper.”

nHe withdrew his hands and coldly left the room.

nXuxu was still leaning against the wall. She knelt down slowly and buried her head in her knees. Every part of her shivered.

nShe was at the Yan house, she shouldn’t be letting out her emotions here. She shouldn’t be bawling her eyes out here.

nShe took a mere two minutes to adjust her emotions and regain her composure. She helped herself up and walked out as if nothing had happened.

nEver since the children of Yan house had moved out, Old Lady Wang only ever got to have dinner with them once or twice a week.

nApart from the usual Yan Rusheng and Wang Daqin at the table, there was now Wen Xuxu as well, who livened up the atmosphere.

nWang Daqin was elated—she tended to focus all her attention on Wen Xuxu every time she visited.

nThroughout the dinner, Wang Daqin didn’t eat much, but concentrated on acting the host for Wen Xuxu.

n“Xuxu, next time you’re here, I’ll get Aunt Zhang to make whatever you like to eat.”

nWang Daqin told her gently, serving up a bowl of soup to Xuxu.

n“I will.” Wen Xuxu nodded in agreement and finished the soup in a few gulps.

nShe put down her bowl and wiped her mouth with a small towelette.

n“Grandmother, I’m full. I still have things waiting for me at home, so I’ll be heading off now.”

nShe stood up as she spoke.

nWang Daqin followed her. “Do you want to stay for some fruit?”

nWen Xuxu shook her head. “Maybe next time, I really have to go now.”

nWang Daqin was dejected and answered with a nod. Although she couldn’t bear to let her go, she didn’t want to force her. “Alright, remember to visit when you’re free.”

nShe turned back to look at Yan Rusheng and said, “Third Master Yan, the chauffeur had some family stuff to settle, why don’t you send Xuxu home?”

nThere was no room for negotiation.

n“Grandmother, no…”

nWen Xuxu wanted to decline, but her words were cut off by Yan Rusheng’s firm “yes”.

nHe said it without any emotion.

nWen Xuxu was surprised that Yan Rusheng would agree to send her home.

nShe turned towards him feeling stunned.

nHe had already stood up and had both hands in the pockets of his sweatpants. His cold, bloodshot eyes were aimed at her, and he smiled proudly.

nHe was a thousand times bigger than her. She seemed so small, like an ant or a rodent.

nI will not allow you to continue your ways, to keep committing mistakes ever again.

nYan Rusheng’s insults rang in Wen Xuxu’s ear, and she felt a shiver down her spine.

nPerhaps in his eyes, she didn’t deserve any more respect than a rodent.

nOnly Fang Jiayin was deemed worthy of his respect. She was elegant, beautiful, and possessed many talents.

nFang Jiayin was good in her studies, spoke with elegance and she always dressed well.

nShe basked in the limelight back in high school and had been well-liked by the masses.

nEven other aristocrats like Yan Rusheng had treated her like a goddess, being at her beck and call.

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