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Chapter 216

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Yan Jun saw the young man flirting with the Mistress from the car and groaned in his heart.

Little Madam's radiant appearance was a lethal charm to men. Moreover, Little Madam was from a prestigious family. If she was thrown into a crowd of ordinary people, she would naturally be superior. As long as a man was not blind, he would be able to see her beauty. It was reasonable for her to be hit on!

"That person should be Mistress's colleague, right?"

The young man's gaze was too hot and his attitude was too attentive. Any man could tell that it was the scent of a male predator. Yan Jun's words were obviously unnecessary.

Yuan Xuan's gaze was cold. A cold light flashed in his dark eyes as he looked at Yan Jun and said in a deep voice, "Do I need you to talk?"

Yan Jun smiled embarrassedly and did not dare to say anything else. However, he was cursing the reckless man in his heart. Little Mistress was not someone that just anyone could covet.

Unfortunately, his boss was a very possessive man. He kept himself clean and had no scandals throughout the year. The entertainment industry, the fashion industry, and the internet celebrity circle could not even touch Yuan Xuan. Since he was so obsessed with cleanliness, he naturally had high expectations for his spouse.

Yuan Xuan had happily come to pick up Mistress, but he did not expect to see this scene here. Yuan Xuan stopped in his tracks. There was a hint of coldness on his expressionless face.

Yan Jun felt the pressure of his boss's aura from the backseat. He secretly sighed and said, "Third Young Master, are we still going to call Mistress? The bus is coming soon. "

Yuan Xuan snorted. He wanted to personally carry the woman to his car, but now that he had calmed down for a few minutes, some of his jealousy disappeared.

He looked at the slender figure on the platform. She looked so delicate and weak, and his heart softened. The man waved his hand and said, "Go call her over."

Yan Jun obeyed the order and ran over. The woman on the platform was shocked when she saw him descending from the sky.

The woman looked at Yuan Xuan's car in surprise. He did not drive himself, so he did not drive the iconic Phantom sports car. Mu Chenyan had seen the Maybach before, but she was not familiar with the license plate.

"How did he have time to come here?" Mu Chenyan thought that Yuan Xuan's company was quite far from the police station. This man could not have personally come to pick her up from work.

"Young Master is indeed very busy, but today is your first day at work. He was worried that you would squeeze into the subway by yourself, so after the meeting in the afternoon, he pushed back his schedule and came to pick you up from work!"

What Yan Jun said was the truth. A few political leaders had arranged to have dinner with Yuan Xuan, but Yuan Xuan had asked his secretary to reject them and hurriedly asked Yan Jun to drive him over.

Mu Chenyan's face was slightly red, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

The two of them hadn't had a proper exchange of thoughts for a long time after their argument. It was only when Yuan Xuan returned from the lantern festival that he pressed her down that they had a few physical exchanges …

The woman bit her lip, her heart full of hatred!

Going out in the morning and going back at night could have avoided the awkwardness of face-to-face interaction, but he had to come here today, making her feel very embarrassed!

Determined to ignore him, Mu Chenyan sat in the car and did not utter a single word. Apart from the night when he domineeringly took her and forced her to moan shamefully, she had remained silent in front of Yuan Xuan for a very long time.

The man looked at her pale face, the faint traces of forbearance between her eyebrows, and her tightly pursed red lips. It was obvious that she was resisting contact with him. He could not help but feel a surge of emotions. He reached out and held her waist. The woman's body tensed up, and she tilted her head to one side. She tried her best not to make eye contact with him.

"If I don't pick you up, are you planning to squeeze into the bus and subway to go back to West Mountain?"

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