Chapter 1437: Shotgun Marriage (Part Eight)

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Xuxu’s blus.h.i.+ng face instantly darkened, and she angrily gritted her teeth. Looking at Yan Rusheng’s mesmerizing face angered her.

She couldn’t take it lying down, so she raised her knee and mustered her strength to aim at the most vital part of Young Master Yan’s body.

“Ouch!”

Xuxu didn’t use her full strength but it was enough for Yan Rusheng to yelp out in pain.

He rolled off Xuxu and pressed his palms against his private part.

Xuxu became smug and she quipped happily. “Yan Rusheng, this is the price you pay for being despicable.”

She coldly snorted before sitting up and adjusting her clothes.

Yan Rusheng winced in pain and a crease appeared in the middle of his eyebrows. “I’m crippled. I’m definitely crippled.”

“Ahem…”

A familiar voice belonging to a man sounded as he cleared his throat.

Xuxu and Yan Rusheng were momentarily stunned before turning their heads at the same time.

Su Yan was standing with his hands deep inside his pockets, looking refined and well-groomed.

The awkwardness was clear as he stared at Xuxu and Yan Rusheng.

Yan Rusheng glanced at Su Yan and immediately withdrew his hand. He straightened his back and frowned at him. “Why are you here?”

Su Yan pointed at the door and innocently explained, “I knocked, but no one responded. So I came in. Then I heard your yell and I got worried…”

He stifled his laughter as he recalled Yan Rusheng’s yell and how he rolled on the bed clutching his private part.

He pressed his lips and stopped talking. If he continued, he would explode in laughter any time.

Yan Rusheng eyed him coldly as though he could read his mind. “Scram!”

Su Yan nodded. “I’ll leave right away but I need to talk to you.”

Although he was getting fluent in Mandarin and even had a slight local accent, he was still used to using English to converse. So when he spoke to Xuxu and Yan Rusheng, he preferred to use English.

He turned around and vanished out of their sight.

Yan Rusheng furrowed his eyebrows in pain instantly. He clutched his private part and glared viciously at Xuxu. “You heartless and stupid woman.”

It was really painful.

Xuxu rolled her eyes in response. “You deserved it!”

She marched stiffly towards the door.

Yan Rusheng strode out of the room, resuming his dignified and aloof self once more with a hand in his pocket. It was as though the man who was rolling on the bed and yelping in pain was an entirely different person.

He glanced at Su Yan who was sitting on the couch. “What’s the matter?”

It had better be important, if not Su Yan would be in trouble.

Su Yan wiped off the grin on his face and glanced at Yan Rusheng with a serious look on his face. “Jiang Shaomei is getting suspicious.”

“We have gathered sufficient evidence. So what can she do to us?” Yan Rusheng spoke haughtily as he sat down next to Su Yan.

He couldn’t wait for the day to arrive.

“If we do this, Paramount might collapse entirely if the worst situation happens.” Su Yan seemed to have some misgivings as his expression turned solemn.

Yan Rusheng raised his eyebrow. “Are you worried about Xin Yanting?”

He sized Su Yan up, looking doubtful and suspicious.

“No.” Su Yan denied and pressed on, “I’m worried about Xuxu instead.”

He glanced at Wen Xuxu, who was typing away at Yan Rusheng’s desk.

Yan Rusheng immediately understood Su Yan, and he softly sneered. “What does it have to do with her?”

Su Yan shrugged. “If you have no regrets, I’m ready.”