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Yu Anwan paid no attention to him. After all, Wen Jin’s words were neither here nor there, so there was no point in engaging with a man who seemed to be looking for trouble.

“You’re getting bolder now?” Wen Jin’s expression darkened even further. He wished he could lift Yu Anwan. “Do you dare to instigate Zhanyan to do this and that? Who do you think you are? I’ve said it before, you’re not qualified to be Zhanyan’s mother, and you have no right to take Zhanyan back with you.”

Yu Anwan’s temper flared up after being scolded.

When did she ever instigate Wen Zhanyan?

“You even intentionally arranged the room next to mine. What are you trying to do? Want to return to the Wen family? Let me tell you, you’re delusional!” Wen Jin said each word with extreme ruthlessness.

Yu Anwan looked at Wen Jin in disbelief. Listening to his words, she felt like Wen Jin might have paranoid delusions.

Yu Anwan had never considered returning to the Wen family. She didn’t lack money or people, so was there any reason for her to go back? What did she have to miss about the Wen family? Besides Wen Zhanyan, there was nothing of value there.

Yu Anwan’s silence further convinced Wen Jin of his thoughts.

“Yu Anwan, I advise you to give up!” Wen Jin warned her.

Initially, Yu Anwan was happily drinking her watermelon juice, enjoying the view of the sea, and watching Yu Xiaobao not far away. She was having a great time chatting with Zhou Shen. But now, Wen Jin immediately slapped a shitty label on Yu Anwan, making it as disgusting as it could get.

Could Yu Anwan tolerate this? Then she wouldn’t be Yu Anwan anymore.

With a cold expression, she looked at Wen Jin. And Wen Jin said directly, “What, can’t come up with an answer?”

“D*mn it!” Yu Anwan’s face darkened.

In the next moment, she splashed the watermelon juice right onto Wen Jin’s

face. Wen Jin was momentarily stunned and couldn’t believe that Yu Anwan could be so audacious.

Yu Anwan remained expressionless. “President Wen, I suggest you go see a neurologist. I think your brain is not functioning normally, and you may have a tendency to schizophrenia.”

Wen Jin, the man with schizophrenia, was left speechless.

The sticky feeling of watermelon juice against Wen Jin’s face only made him more furious. Yu Anwan’s defiant appearance showed that she didn’t take Wen Jin seriously at all.

Wen Jin’s eyes brimmed with anger as he rushed toward Yu Anwan without holding back.

Yu Anwan paid no attention to Wen Jin’s intentions and tried to push him away without hesitation.

She would rather be tanned than be entangled with Wen Jin here. Every second spent with this man-made Yu Anwan feels suffocated.

However, Wen Jin was quick, and he firmly held onto Yu Anwan’s hand, showing no intention of letting her go.

“Let me go!” Yu Anwan warned him.

But as soon as the words left her mouth, Wen Jin immediately countered by moving closer. His handsome face enlarged in front of Yu Anwan, and his thin lips pressed against hers.

It completely silenced Yu Anwan’s protests.

Wen Jin was audacious, and he was skilled in kissing. Yu Anwan was well aware of this.

She was still conscious, but in Wen Jin’s kiss, she felt herself losing control as if she was being completely consumed by him.

It was an intense and intoxicating sensation.

In reality, when they were together, Wen Jin rarely kissed Yu Anwan. Their routine was mostly confined to their physical relationship, and they rarely engaged in meaningful conversations. It could be said that Wen Jin was infatuated with Yu Anwan’s body, and that was the extent of it.

However, now, after being separated for six years and reuniting, they found themselves kissing for various reasons.

Yu Anwan was momentarily lost in a trance.

The taste of sweet and sticky watermelon juice lingered in her mouth, and the intimate feeling of their lips locked together was irresistible. However, Yu Anwan was still conscious, and she didn’t allow herself to be led away by Wen Jin.

After kissing for a long time, until the air in their chests felt depleted and they were on the verge of suffocation, Wen Jin looked down at Yu Anwan. “Yu

Anwan, can a few red envelopes make you smile like this?”

Yu Anwan was taken aback, still processing what Wen Jin had just said.

When she regained her composure, she looked at Wen Jin incredulously. “You’re still peeking at my WeChat messages?”

“One million yuan each time, and you’ll sleep with me!” Wen Jin replied, his eyes not wavering.

His intense gaze was fixed on Yu Anwan, and his hands started to misbehave. Wen Jin was well aware that whenever he was close to her, all rationality seemed to vanish.

His mind echoed with just one thought, “Plunder, plunder, and plunder.” Looking at Yu Anwan’s delicate face, she seemed hardly different from six years ago.

During the years they were married, Wen Jin couldn’t count how many times he had been intimate with Yu Anwan. He knew all too well how appealing her figure was and the irresistible pleasure it brought. It made it hard for him to control his impulses.

In the past, Yu Anwan used to wear loose-fitting clothes to hide her good figure, even wearing black-rimmed glasses that obscured her face.

She was the kind of person who could easily blend into a crowd and not be noticed.

But now, Yu Anwan was completely transformed. She exuded sexiness and allure, showing off her figure without reservation. She was never hesitant to flaunt her good looks, and the black-rimmed glasses were nowhere to be seen.

Every move she made was enough to set hearts racing.

Wen Jin was just a regular man, and he couldn’t remain indifferent in the face of such a change.

Didn’t Yu Anwan like money? Even a WeChat red envelope could bring her a smile.

And what Wen Jin had an abundance of was money. He could use it to throw at

Yu Anwan.

He didn’t like Yu Anwan, but it didn’t stop Wen Jin’s obsession with her body.

Therefore, in this situation, Wen Jin unabashedly revealed his true intentions. He had no intention of hiding it anymore.

As Yu Anwan listened to Wen Jin’s words, she went from initial shock to disbelief, and finally, she burst into laughter out of frustration.

“President Wen, is Miss Lu unable to satisfy you? And yet, you can’t seem to let go of your ex-wife?” Yu Anwan’s words were cutting. “You keep insisting that I pursued you, but now, who is the one pursuing whom?”

Yu Anwan sneered, not mincing her words, and her gaze remained unwavering on Wen Jin.

The sarcasm was evident.

Wen Jin’s expression became even more inscrutable under Yu Anwan’s gaze.

But outwardly, Wen Jin remained composed.

There was no way Wen Jin would admit to Yu Anwan that he felt nothing for Lu Nanxin, or any other woman for that matter. The truth was that he had no emotional connection to anyone except Yu Anwan.

It was an embarrassing fact that Wen Jin wouldn’t utter a word about it.

Seeing Wen Jin’s silence, Yu Anwan couldn’t help but lower her head and chuckle. “President Wen, I’m sorry to say I have no interest in you. How about I give you ten million to get lost in front of me?”

Yu Anwan’s words were sharp, and she held nothing back..