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An Qian was invited into Sang Yan's private villa outside the country.

The man stepped forward and held out his hand, as if to take hers.

An Qian's long, shapely eyebrows were raised, and her face was filled with vigilance. Taking a step back, he coldly looked at him.

Sang Yan's hand paused in midair for a few seconds.

However, he wasn't angry. He retracted his hand and said indifferently, "You don't have to be so afraid of me."

An Qian glared at him, but didn't say anything.

"You're in my territory now, so I'll do whatever I want. You won't even have the chance to resist." Sang Yan used the calmest and most indifferent tone to say the most ordinary words. However, these words could easily cause a storm to rage in the hearts of others.

An Qing's eyes were filled with anger!

Anger burned in the limpid eyes. Her eyebrows were like water, but there was not a single wrinkle on her forehead. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, and her jelly-colored lips pursed tightly.

Her facial features were exquisite and ethereal to begin with. Even when she was angry, she was still very beautiful.

Sang Yan pursed his lips, a playful look appearing on his face. His playful look made others even more furious.

Was she not fierce enough?

An Qian thought for a moment, then simply replied, "If you dare to do anything to me, Ye Han will definitely not let you go."

The man said scornfully, "He won't be able to enter this place."

An Qian knew that any mansion had to be several times more secure than an ordinary mansion. Furthermore, this place was outside of the country, so it was not convenient in any way. Even if Ye Han brought his men over, it would still be very difficult to just barge in.

But letting her compromise with him through this? That was impossible!

"I can choose to die!"

These words seemed to have come out from her mouth. It carried with it an awe-inspiring sense of selflessness and righteousness, causing people to feel complete respect for him!

Of course, Sang Yan didn't respect him, but at least he was a bit shocked.

This man was especially arrogant. Just like the unparalleled Mo Yelan, when would he lower his head to a woman? Even if he had realized it, he still wanted to show off in front of his mouth.

With a gloomy face and eyes as cold as snow, he warned without the slightest hesitation, "You can give it a try. When the time comes, I will naturally let him accompany you in death!"

The 'he' he spoke of was naturally referring to Mo Eversnow.

With a cold expression, he strode inside.

An Qian's heart turned cold. She gritted her teeth and angrily rebuked his back, "What is someone else's life to you? An ant? Don't you think that the one who really deserves to die is you? "

His footsteps suddenly stopped.

Just as she finished her sentence, the bodyguards on both sides quickly rushed over and held her down!

This situation immediately became both delicate and tense. The people who bound her were all waiting for someone's orders. It was as if he was waiting for the emperor's orders, so that he could decide this woman's life.

Sang Yan angrily turned his head and met the eyes of the wide-eyed woman at the foot of the stairs.

"Let her go," he said lightly.

In the next moment, An Qian was released.

"All of you, step down."

The bodyguards and the rest all retreated to a hundred meters away.

The man looked down from above and raised his chin. Victory was written all over his handsome and beautiful face. His sharp eyes were like a king looking down on the world.

"Why am I the one who deserves to die?" the voice asked her.

"Because you tried to invade our territory." An Qian replied loudly.

"An attempt? Invasion? "Hehe." Sang Yan smiled. Step by step, he slowly walked down the stairs. Every step he took, he stopped. It was said that the winner was the king and the loser was the thief. If I am successful, I will become a king! "

An Qian raised her eyebrows and scoffed, "You will lose, you will become a grass bandit!"

Sang Yan walked in front of her, grabbed her chin, and gnashed his teeth. "If the day I become a woman comes, how about it?"

An Qian brushed his hand away and said, "There will never be a day like that."

The man smiled and hugged himself, saying, "How did you know? "You have no confidence in your man, just like that?"

What a shameless, dirty, and extremely narcissistic man.

A man with high IQ like Sang Yan had told him that what he had done was wrong and probably would not have any effect at all. He would not take anyone's opinion, he would only go against the odds.

Most men had this sort of character. Even though what he did was preposterous and unforgivable.

An Qian frowned and thought for a moment. "This matter doesn't seem to be your long-cherished wish, right?"

An Qian knew that foreign forces had not been trying to invade China for a day or two. The rise of the Zhang, Guan, and Chu Families all went back decades. At that time, he, Sang Yan, should not have been born yet. In other words, this matter was something that Sang Yan's family, as well as several huge organizations from outside the country, were conspiring together.

As for him, Sang Yan, he was either the heir to either the family business or someone who followed the teachings of his ancestors.

She narrowed her eyes, opened her mouth and continued, "Regarding this matter, I think from your grandfather's perspective, maybe... So grandpa's grandpa started setting it up, right? How many years have it been? Are there any substantial developments? "

Sang Yan's eyebrows were slightly raised as he silently looked at her.

An Qian winked at him and continued, "I'm in the middle of a beautiful scene. How could I be swallowed so easily?"

The voice remained silent, the black pupils of his eyes glowing like black pearls.

An Qian cast a glance at him, thinking that his silence had caused her heart to waver. She continued to persuade him, "Your family must have put a lot of effort into this, right? Other than that, there must be some close friends who died because of this, right? "In my opinion …"

"So, not only do I have to fulfill my lifelong wish, I also want to avenge the dead!" The voice suddenly narrowed its eyes as hatred shot out from its gaze.

"If you didn't have that ambition and didn't do such a heinous and heinous thing, how could they have died?"

Sang Yan coldly glared at her.

The man's gaze was low and cold. This was something that he had never seen before. His heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he had stabbed him in the face?

Could it be that he really did have someone close to him who died in this robbery? Judging from his expression, this person seemed to be very important to him.

Parents? Brother? Sisters? Or his lover?

An Qian avoided his cold gaze, glanced at the distant Chao Yang, and said: "Compared to my safety, of course it's more important to surround China. "Therefore, Sang Yan, there is no point in capturing me!"