Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
A helicopter with the Beiming family emblem on it stirred up a tumultuous gust of wind, then slowly landed on the ground.
A sniper hopped out of the plane with a rifle in his hand to greet his master.
Beiming Shaoxi walked off the plane wearing a military green mid-length coat and long brown boats. He was so handsome that he could have walked straight out of a royal portrait.
His glacial cerulean blue eyes gleamed with madness, and he appeared majestically regal.
The strong wind lifted the corners of his shirt, and he stepped on broken pieces of glass as he entered through the ground-floor window that he had shot, which was beneath an arched Roman column.
Sen Xinmeng’s heart lurched, and she resisted the urge to scream—
Ji Anan frowned. How had he known that she was there?
The corners of Beiming Shaoxi’s mouth were curled up in a haughty smirk, and towering subordinates followed closely behind him.
The Sen family’s bodyguards didn’t dare make any moves when they saw that it was Young Master Beiming.
A powerful arm grabbed Ji Anan by the waist and pulled her into his arms as he stared at her bruised face. “Did you get hit?”
“What are you doing here?” Ji Anan awkwardly struggled to free herself.
Beiming Shaoxi let out a peal of cold laughter. “I’m here to rescue my fiancée so she doesn’t get herself killed.”
“Who’s your fiancée?! I have nothing to do with you!”
“We kissed, touched, and slept with each other, and you call that nothing?” Beiming Shaoxi’s fingers gripped her jaw as he caressed it with his thumb.
His ocean blue eyes had the air of a lofty nobleman.
He looked absolutely dominant!
His aura was so overbearing that people couldn’t turn away…
Just him simply standing there was enough to make Sen Xinmeng’s heart start beating wildly, so she couldn’t utter a single word.
Seeing him hold Ji Anan in his arms made her blood boil with rage.
The Beiming family and the Sen family had long been acquainted. Sen Xinmeng had always looked upon and admired Beiming Shaoxi from afar. In her eyes, he had always appeared mysteriously aloof. He rarely smiled and always wore the same poker face.
Yet when he looked at Ji Anan, his eyes lit up brightly, and his expressions became animated.
He had even personally come to rescue her!
“You must have gone crazy, Beiming Shaoxi.” Ji Anan swatted his hand away and freed herself from his grasp.
Beiming Shaoxi was set on his prey. If he had his sights set on a woman, how could he let an outsider harass her?
“The Beimings are withdrawing all of their investments.” Beiming Shaoxi gave Sen Xinmeng a hard look.
Throughout all these years, the Sen family had been heavily supported by the Beiming family.
Sen Xinmeng snapped back to attention and stammered, “Why? Brother Shaoxi, I can’t decide something this important. My father, he—”
“If you continue to harass her, then it won’t be as simple as withdrawing our investments.” Beiming Shaoxi’s hand caressed Ji Anan’s cheek. The slight bruise on her face was an eyesore to him.
Sen Xinmeng choked back a sob as she uttered, “Our families’ deep ties can’t even compare to a mere woman?”
“Wife,” he corrected her.
“I’m not married to you!” Ji Anan was shaking with rage.
Beiming Shaoxi indifferently said, “Soon, you will be.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“When I have my mind set on something, I don’t stop until I get it.” Beiming Shaoxi had been assured from the moment he decided that he wanted her that she would never escape his clutches.
Sen Xinmeng was shocked by the fiery look of possessiveness in his eyes.
Was this really the same Brother Shaoxi that she knew?
Lofty and chaste, he never shot a single glance at any woman…
Why would he be so protective of and affectionate towards such an ugly girl?!
His strong arms scooped Ji Anan up into his arms, and before he left, Beiming Shaoxi didn’t forget to take the recorder that was on the desk.
Ji Anan thrashed around as she struggled to free herself from his arms. “Put me down!”