Chapter 422
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Her mouth was so powerful, it could even bite.
Lu Yan kissed her delicate lips forcefully, before delving his long tongue into her mouth.
Her mouth was so small, he was halfway in and hooked the tip of her tongue.
An 'an tugged on his shirt with her fair hands, she wanted to kiss him back, but she had no strength left in her.
This man was so bad.
The atmosphere in the room was getting hotter and hotter, it was getting out of hand.
At this moment, Wenbin's respectful voice was heard from outside the door. "Boss, Miss Wang is here."
Miss Wang?
The two people on the bed stopped kissing, their mouths parted.
Lu Yan's Adam's apple bobbed, his brown eyes fixated on the girl beneath him. He had only kissed her for a short while and her lips were already red and swollen.
Damn it, he had actually lost control again.
He was losing control of himself more and more, it wasn't a good sign.
An 'an's pale face was tinged with a tinge of pink. She clutched his shirt tightly in her hands. "Who is Miss Wang?"
Her eyes were instantly filled with wariness and wariness.
Lu Yan let go of her and stood up from the bed. His neatly ironed black shirt and trousers were slightly wrinkled when he pressed on her just now, but it made him look even more sexy. "Let's go, I'll bring you to see Miss Wang."
…
In the villa's living room, a graceful figure stood there.
Wang Yingying wore a red coat, her wavy hair casually draped over her shoulders and she wore a pair of stilettos on her feet. She was beautiful and alluring.
The Wang family was one of the wealthiest families in the Capital and Wang Yingying was the daughter of the Wang family. She was 26 years old this year and had just returned from studying abroad. Her education, upbringing and looks weren't bad at all.
Hearing footsteps, Wang Yingying gradually turned around and lifted her eyes to look at the stairs.
Lu Yan's footsteps were steady as he walked down the stairs. His simple black shirt and trousers made him look calm and reserved. His handsome features were chiseled and he was almost 1.9 meters tall. His well-built body exuded an oppressive aura that made one feel suffocated. He had a domineering aura.
That was the aura of a person in a high position, one that wielded power over life and death.
Wang Yingying curved her red lips. She was 26 years old and could be considered a mature woman. She had seen many handsome men overseas in the past few years, but she had never seen someone as cold and resolute as Lu Yan. He even had a ruffian smell about him and was extremely masculine.
"Hello, Master Yan." Wang Yingying greeted him first.
Lu Yan's steady footsteps stopped on the woolen carpet. He looked at Wang Yingying impassively. "Hello, Miss Wang."
Wang Yingying shifted her gaze to look behind Lu Yan. This girl had followed him down the stairs just now.
"Master Yan, this is?"
An 'an looked at Wang Yingying coldly. Wang Yingying asked her who she was. An' an's eyelashes fluttered as she looked at the man.
How would he answer?
Lu Yan had both hands in his trouser pockets, his expression impassive. "Oh, this is my … adopted daughter."
Adopted daughter.
An 'an's heart sank.
Wang Yingying smiled brightly. "Oh, so she's your adopted daughter. I thought she was Master Yan's daughter. You gave me a fright. Uncle Jin didn't tell me that I'm going to marry into his family and become his stepmother."
Marry …
This word was like a long needle that pierced deeply into An 'an's heart. She felt intense pain all over. So he was going on a blind date.
He was really going to … get married.
"Sir, dinner is ready," the helper said.
…
In the dining room.
Lu Yan sat at the main seat while An 'an and Wang Yingying sat opposite each other. They were having western cuisine tonight, steak and red wine.
Wang Yingying looked at An 'an. "Master Yan, have you been living with Miss An' an?"
Lu Yan picked up the glass of red wine and took a sip. "We used to live together, but we won't be living together anymore. Someone will be coming to pick her up later."
An 'an's palm-sized face instantly turned pale. She quietly stretched out her leg from under the table and kicked the man's leg forcefully.
She didn't want to go back!
Lu Yan put down the glass of red wine impassively and retracted his muscular leg, not allowing her to touch him. He stood up. "I'm going to answer a call."
The man left.
Wang Yingying looked at the man's handsome back view and put down the knife and fork in her hand. She smiled sweetly and politely. "Miss An 'an, please enjoy your meal. I'm going to the washroom."
Wang Yingying also left.
An 'an froze on the spot, her face pale.
…
Lu Yan leaned against the wall indolently and took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket. With a cigarette dangling from his thin lips, he bent down and lit up his lighter, before leaning forward to light his cigarette.
He furrowed his brows and took a deep puff of the cigarette before slowly exhaling. His handsome face was hidden in the smoke.
"Master Yan, why are you smoking here instead of eating?" At this moment, he heard a pleasant voice.
Lu Yan looked sideways, it was Wang Yingying.
He raised his good-looking brows and his brown eyes were fixated on the woman. He nonchalantly took a puff of the cigarette and said, "Miss Wang, I'm here to smoke and you're here to … look for me?"
A mature man and a young woman, it was easy for sparks to fly.
Wang Yingying curved her red lips and walked over gracefully in her stilettos. "Master Yan, I'm indeed here to look for you."
The woman walked over and Lu Yan slowly turned around to face her. His handsome back was against the wall and his brown eyes swept up and down the woman's exquisite figure. He then curved his lips devilishly. "Why are you looking for me?"
"Master Yan, I've learned martial arts since I was young and no man is a match for me. I've heard that Master Yan is very skilled, why don't we … have a spar?"
Before she could even finish her sentence, Wang Yingying sped towards the man and spread her fingers in front of his handsome face.
Lu Yan narrowed his deep brown eyes in the midst of the smoke. He didn't move and just watched as the woman got closer and closer to him.
Her fingers were about to reach his handsome face. Wang Yingying didn't even see how he did it. Her slender wrist had already been grasped by the man's coarse palm.
The man tugged her wrist forcefully and her graceful figure directly collided with the man's firm chest. Lu Yan held her face with his hand that was holding the cigarette and gave a devilish smile. "Are you going to spar or … throw yourself into my arms?"
Wang Yingying could smell his masculine scent mixed with the faint scent of tobacco. It smelled good.
Her martial arts skills were not even worth mentioning in front of him.
He could easily subdue her.
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