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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nHer loose cartoon pajamas had enveloped her tiny frame. As she walked, she scratched and tugged at her messy hair, a result of her rolling in bed the entire night.

nHer movements were sluggish as she dragged her fair legs forward.

nThe look in his eyes was too scorching and Wen Xuxu couldn’t ignore it. When she was about to reach the bathroom, she glanced at him composedly and asked, “Why are you here so early in the morning?”

nIt wasn’t a weekend today, shouldn’t he be in the office right now? Why did he come to her place?

n“Wen Xuxu, get over here.” Suddenly, Yan Rusheng strode forward with a huge step. He seized Wen Xuxu’s wrist and dragged her into the bathroom.

nWen Xuxu didn’t even have time to react before the bathroom door was already closed and locked.

n“Yan Rusheng!” Jiang Zhuoheng hastily rushed forward but he was still late by a second. He pounded on the bathroom door with his fists. “Yan Rusheng, what are you trying to do?”

nInside the bathroom, Yan Rusheng had leaned against the door. The pounding sounds irked him even more.

nHe turned his head and spoke to the man outside. “Jiang Zhuoheng, can you get a grip on yourself? If I really wanted to do something to Wen Xuxu, do you think you’d still stand a chance?”

nThese words sounded conceited but Jiang Zhuoheng stood dumbfounded next to the door.

nHe was right. If Yan Rusheng had really wanted to do something to Wen Xuxu, what could he, Jiang Zhuoheng, do?

nThe pounding stopped suddenly and a subtle tinge of satisfaction swept through Yan Rusheng’s heart.

nWhen Wen Xuxu couldn’t hear any movements outside, she started growing uneasy. She stared furiously at Yan Rusheng. “You’ve crossed the line.”

nShe looked like a feisty kitten who was about to explode. Reaching out with her hands, she grabbed Yan Rusheng’s shoulders and used all her strength trying to pull him away from the door so she could unlock it.

n“Don’t move.” Yan Rusheng held her waist with his hand and subdued her effortlessly. He lowered his head and gave a warning in her ear.

nHis deep voice accompanied with the scent of fresh peppermint lingered around her ear.

nHer body gave an involuntary shudder.

nThe next second, his pleasant voice could be heard above her head. “Wen Xuxu, you’re blushing.”

nThere was a hint of teasing in his smile and it made her blush from her cheeks to her earlobes.

nShe lifted her head angrily. “Yan Rusheng, what exactly do you want?”

nWhy did he like to embarrass her using such methods?

nThey’d held grudges against each other for years, wasn’t that enough?

n“Wen Xuxu, it’s all your fault. Now my scandal with you has been spread across the whole country.” Yan Rusheng still had a smile on his face but his voice had turned cold.

n“My scandal with you?” Wen Xuxu raised her head and stared incredulously at Yan Rusheng.

nWhat scandal did they have?

nCould it be… yesterday at the mall, she and Ouyang Qingqing’s argument had been photographed and the media had already spun their stories with the photos?

nOther than that, she couldn’t think of another reason why she and Yan Rusheng would be accused of a scandal.

nYan Rusheng was watching her and his deep eyes revealed contempt. Xuxu’s heart felt like it was being pierced with painful jabs.

nWith a sudden burst of unknown strength, she pushed away Yan Rusheng’s hands. Then she took several steps back.

n“Then all the more reason why you shouldn’t be seen at my house. We’ve just been accused of a scandal and you’re at my house the next morning. Doesn’t this validate the rumors?” She stepped forward, grabbed Yan Rusheng’s elbow and pushed him to the side to open the door. “Hurry up and leave. I don’t want the paparazzi stalking me every day.”

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