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Her 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.
Her movements were sluggish as she dragged her fair legs forward.
The look in his eyes was too scorching and Wen Xuxu couldnât ignore it. When she was about to reach the bathroom, she glanced at him composedly and asked, âWhy are you here so early in the morning?â
It wasnât a weekend today, shouldnât he be in the office right now? Why did he come to her place?
âWen Xuxu, get over here.â Suddenly, Yan Rusheng strode forward with a huge step. He seized Wen Xuxuâs wrist and dragged her into the bathroom.
Wen Xuxu didnât even have time to react before the bathroom door was already closed and locked.
âYan Rusheng!â Jiang Zhuoheng hastily rushed forward but he was still late by a second. He pounded on the bathroom door with his fists. âYan Rusheng, what are you trying to do?â
Inside the bathroom, Yan Rusheng had leaned against the door. The pounding sounds irked him even more.
He turned his head and spoke to the man outside. âJiang Zhuoheng, can you get a grip on yourself? If I really wanted to do something to Wen Xuxu, do you think youâd still stand a chance?â
These words sounded conceited but Jiang Zhuoheng stood dumbfounded next to the door.
He was right. If Yan Rusheng had really wanted to do something to Wen Xuxu, what could he, Jiang Zhuoheng, do?
The pounding stopped suddenly and a subtle tinge of satisfaction swept through Yan Rushengâs heart.
When Wen Xuxu couldnât hear any movements outside, she started growing uneasy. She stared furiously at Yan Rusheng. âYouâve crossed the line.â
She looked like a feisty kitten who was about to explode. Reaching out with her hands, she grabbed Yan Rushengâs shoulders and used all her strength trying to pull him away from the door so she could unlock it.
âDonât move.â Yan Rusheng held her waist with his hand and subdued her effortlessly. He lowered his head and gave a warning in her ear.
His deep voice accompanied with the scent of fresh peppermint lingered around her ear.
Her body gave an involuntary shudder.
The next second, his pleasant voice could be heard above her head. âWen Xuxu, youâre blushing.â
There was a hint of teasing in his smile and it made her blush from her cheeks to her earlobes.
She lifted her head angrily. âYan Rusheng, what exactly do you want?â
Why did he like to embarrass her using such methods?
Theyâd held grudges against each other for years, wasnât that enough?
âWen Xuxu, itâs all your fault. Now my scandal with you has been spread across the whole country.â Yan Rusheng still had a smile on his face but his voice had turned cold.
âMy scandal with you?â Wen Xuxu raised her head and stared incredulously at Yan Rusheng.
What scandal did they have?
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Could it be⊠yesterday at the mall, she and Ouyang Qingqingâs argument had been photographed and the media had already spun their stories with the photos?
Other than that, she couldnât think of another reason why she and Yan Rusheng would be accused of a scandal.
Yan Rusheng was watching her and his deep eyes revealed contempt. Xuxuâs heart felt like it was being pierced with painful jabs.
With a sudden burst of unknown strength, she pushed away Yan Rushengâs hands. Then she took several steps back.
âThen all the more reason why you shouldnât be seen at my house. Weâve just been accused of a scandal and youâre at my house the next morning. Doesnât this validate the rumors?â She stepped forward, grabbed Yan Rushengâs elbow and pushed him to the side to open the door. âHurry up and leave. I donât want the paparazzi stalking me every day.â