Chapter 92 of 100
Chapter 92
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As soon as Yang Chen finished speaking, the scene instantly froze, and everyone's expressions were vivid.
Liu Yun and An Zaihuan both suspected they had heard wrong. Immediately after, An Zaihuan's anger surged again, while Liu Yun narrowed his eyes, a glint of incomprehensible sharpness flashing in them.
The most excited was An Xin, who was so overjoyed that tears welled up in her eyes!
He was still that knight! The knight who had charged out of the encirclement for her, regardless of everything!
To hell with reputation! To hell with money! To hell with keeping secrets!
What was done was done! There was nothing that couldn't be said or shouldn't be said!
This man, who smoked cheap, pungent tobacco, had a plain appearance, and had only known her for less than a day, had defended her dignity with his reputation for her absurd plan!
"Yang Chen, I love you to death!"
As if returning from hell to heaven, An Xin joyfully threw herself into Yang Chen's arms, her hands hooking around his neck, and without caring that he had just smoked, she kissed him fiercely on the lips.
Even if her father, fiancé, and bodyguards were watching, so what!?
To hell with all of them! I want to kiss this man!
Yang Chen was a bit shy. Nowadays, girls are so innocent, and his old rogue behavior is seen as cool, and she even initiated the kiss... Well, although it wasn't as good as smoking, it was still nice to kiss in front of her father and fiancé, giving him a sense of superiority.
Especially since Liu Yun was young and wealthy, and even more handsome than him, but in the end, didn't her woman still throw herself into his arms?
"Mmm..." Yang Chen mumbled, "An Xin, you... don't bite my tongue..."
An Xin, overwhelmed with emotion, left many wet kisses on Yang Chen's mouth, face, and even neck before reluctantly leaving, looking at Yang Chen with tears in her eyes.
An Zaihuan, who was already almost fuming, almost burst with anger when he saw his daughter being intimate with a stranger right in front of him. His teeth chattered as he looked at the two, but he couldn't say anything, just panting.
Liu Yun's face was as dark as water, but he still didn't lose his temper. He tried to calm An Zaihuan to avoid hurting him, and after a while, he turned around with a composed manner and said seriously, "Mr. Yang, it seems you are unwilling to cooperate."
Yang Chen chuckled, "This... it's not that I'm unwilling to cooperate, but I don't have the habit of lying, especially about serious matters. A person's face is their dignity, and a tree's bark is its life. You can't treat a girl's chastity as nothing. I think if you truly like An Xin, you should understand this."
"If I didn't truly love her, I wouldn't have gone to such lengths to cover for her."
Yang Chen shook his head, showing a serious expression for the first time, "What are you covering up? You're not just covering up her body, but also her dignity. If you truly love her, you should love everything about her, even if she has been with a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand men. You should accept it openly, not try to hide the truth. Unless... you only love the original body, not everything else about An Xin."
"Mr. Yang, stop your absurd talk and don't doubt my sincerity towards my fiancée," Liu Yun's face darkened.
An Xin, however, was deeply moved. The tears she had just wiped away were about to spill again. She playfully patted Yang Chen's chest, "You're so annoying, saying things that make me cry. Do you want me to sleep with you?"
"Well, it's not good in broad daylight," Yang Chen smiled awkwardly, but he was just speaking the truth.
Seeing the two flirt so openly, even Liu Yun, with his good manners, couldn't bear it anymore. He narrowed his eyes, "Mr. Yang, please respect yourself. An Xin is still my fiancée, and I won't change my decision to marry her! If you hope to see our wedding unharmed, it's best not to纠缠 my fiancée anymore!"
Hearing this threatening tone, Yang Chen instinctively felt annoyed and sneered, "How I interact with my little darling is my freedom. Whether you can see your wedding with An Xin depends on whether she is willing to marry you. I think this is worth discussing."
An Zaihuan, who had just caught his breath, was already furious. He shouted, "You, you beast with the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard! Who do you think you are!? Do you think this stinking girl can protect you, and we can't touch you!? As long as I, An Zaihuan, am still alive, I won't let you, this scum, have a good day! Do you believe I can have you beaten up right now!?"
"Don't you dare hurt him!" An Xin, seeing her father's intention to act, quickly spread her arms to protect Yang Chen. She was filled with guilt and gratitude towards Yang Chen, and couldn't think of anything else.
Yang Chen sneered, as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world. He gently but irresistibly pulled An Xin behind him, took a few steps forward, and said to An Zaihuan and Liu Yun, "I'm a bit poor lately, not as rich as you, and I don't have as many people or as expensive a car... But that doesn't mean I'll let you bully me. I don't have the habit of using women as my shield. Face is earned by one's own hands, not by words."
As he said this, Yang Chen's face turned terrifyingly dark, and his piercing gaze made An Zaihuan and Liu Yun feel uncomfortable.
"Old man, let me tell you, I hate being threatened. I, Yang Chen, stand before you today, with two hands, two legs, and a bigger * than you. I've slept with your daughter, not just once or twice, but dozens of times in one night. Can you do that? I've slept with her, and it was very enjoyable! Your daughter was also very happy! Maybe in a few days, I'll even have her bear my child! What can you do to me? What do you want to do!?"
"You... you... I..." Hearing such crude and explicit words, An Zaihuan's eyes rolled back, and he fainted from anger before he could finish his sentence.
Several bodyguards hurriedly caught him and carried him back to the car.
An Xin, hearing Yang Chen's wild words, blushed deeply. Surprisingly, she wasn't angry but felt a sweet warmth in her heart. Looking at Yang Chen's not very tall but sturdy back, she felt a sense of safety and stability.
Liu Yun, however, was already pushed to his limit. No one had ever dared to challenge him so openly. He sneered, "Mr. Yang, you will regret your impolite behavior."
"Regret your sister!"
As he spoke, Yang Chen suddenly lunged forward, and his hand, like a lightning snake, grabbed Liu Yun's neck!
"Master!"
The bodyguards didn't have time to react, and Liu Yun was already grabbed by Yang Chen, his most vital part restrained!
"Let go of our master!" The bodyguards shouted angrily but didn't dare to act rashly, as they saw the raging anger and even... murderous intent in Yang Chen's eyes.
Liu Yun, seeing himself captured, tried to hit and kick Yang Chen to make him let go, but his strength from regular sports training was nothing compared to Yang Chen's. His punches and kicks were like tickling, completely useless.
Yang Chen sneered, and with a slight effort, he grabbed Liu Yun's neck and lifted his entire body, which weighed over a hundred pounds, into the air, as if he were a rag doll.
"Let... let go of our master!"
The bodyguards were in a panic, but they didn't dare to underestimate the strength of this man. If he used his strength and broke Liu Yun's neck, they would be in big trouble.
Liu Yun was almost unable to breathe, his face turning red as he struggled desperately but couldn't break free from Yang Chen's iron grip.
Yang Chen said casually, "I tried to talk to you nicely, but you got angry. Fine, be angry. You can curse me, but threatening me is wrong..." He then turned to An Xin, who was in a daze, and asked, "An Xin, my little darling, should I strangle him?"
An Xin shuddered, suddenly realizing what was happening. She was amazed by Yang Chen's incredible speed and strength and quickly shouted, "No! Don't kill him, Yang Chen, let him go!"
"Considering your sake, An Xin, I'll let him go," Yang Chen said, releasing his grip on Liu Yun.
Liu Yun fell to the ground, coughing violently, his face red, and retreated into the group of bodyguards, breathing heavily.
"Your life was saved by An Xin, so you'd better not make things difficult for her. Otherwise, next time I won't let go of your neck so easily. If there's nothing else, I'll leave."
Yang Chen said this, winked at An Xin, and turned to leave.
Liu Yun and the bodyguards' expressions changed several times, but they ultimately didn't have the courage to stop him.
An Xin, however, was very reluctant to let him go, but she knew it wasn't the time to cling to Yang Chen. He had already done so much for her, and now she had to face everything on her own, as Yang Chen had said, she also had her dignity!
Grateful to Yang Chen, An Xin watched him leave, then tidied herself up and walked towards the Mercedes.
"An Xin, where are you going?" Liu Yun asked in a deep voice, determined not to let this woman out of his sight.
An Xin sneered, not even bothering to look at him, "Where else, home." She then got into the car on her own.
Liu Yun's face showed a mix of complex emotions, and in the end, he muttered to himself, "What's mine, no one can take away..."
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