Wang Sifan returned around two in the morning. He went to his room to take a bath, took some medicine, and sat on the bed. He asked lightly, "I heard that Young Master An sent you back?"

Yang Manxin, who was lying on her back, opened her eyes. It seemed that Wang Sifan knew her well enough to know that she wouldn't be able to sleep before he came back.

But she didn't respond. She closed her eyes and lay still on the other side of the bed.

Wang Sifan finally turned his head to look at her. Then, with a wave of his hand, he grabbed her arm and forcefully pulled her in front of him.

"I'm asking you a question." His voice was cold.

Yang Manxin opened her eyes, and looked at his cold eyes. She smiled coldly, "Wang Sifan, you don't treasure me, and you don't allow others to love me? I also like to see fireworks, I'm afraid of the cold, I also need the pain of men. Right, is tonight's fireworks good? Is the bed of love warmer than mine? "

"Are you talking about equality?"

"Can't I?" Yang Manxin suddenly sat up from the bed and stared at him, "Let me tell you, Wang Sifan, I used to feel that I owed you, but that was only until today. I don't feel like I owe you now, so if I want to, I can be on equal terms with you. You can love others, I can also love you, you can return late, and I can also do the same! "

"Men playing outside are called Blossom Heart, women playing outside are called Scoundrel!" Wang Sifan grabbed her shoulder and leaned forward. With his other hand, he tore open her pajamas, exposing her ample chest to the air.

"You think it's a man, don't you? You're thinking of men after not doing it for just a few days? Aren't you very tolerant? Why is my body so unbearable? " Wang Sifan growled as he invaded her body.

As long as he thought about how he had a romantic relationship with another woman, the disgust in Yang Manxin's heart could not help but surge upwards.

She tried her best to resist, but her body was controlled by Wang Si Fan to the point of death.

When Wang Sifan wanted her, she had never been his opponent.

Don't know... Had he been so hot and overbearing with other women?

"In the future, when you're thinking about men, tell me. I can give it to you." When Wang Sifan was about to leave, he whispered this sentence into her ear.

Yang Tenxin was so ashamed that even his skin turned red.

She lay motionless on the bed, hating herself for not being firm.

"Wang Sifan, are you really happy like this?" she asked him more than once, smiling bitterly.

She knew he wasn't happy.

Wang Sifan ignored her and sat up from the bed. He picked up the nightgown that was scattered on the floor and put it on before leaving the bedroom.

When she entered the company this morning, Yang Tenxin felt that the atmosphere inside was a little strange. However, it was obvious that it was not directed at her, because there were no gazes of disdain or sympathy sweeping over her body.

The girls' gazes were soft and gentle as they constantly scanned the direction of An Mo's office. It was obvious that something was happening inside.

Ambiguity, yes, that was it.

Su Mei walked out of An Yin's office with a tray in her hand. Her eyes were filled with happiness and her face was alluring and red.

"What's going on?" Yang Tianxin pulled Little Tian over and asked.

Xiao Tian was about to open her mouth to speak when An Mo's assistant said to Yang Tianxin: "Chief Editor Yang, Boss An wants you to come to her office."

Yang Manxin nodded and walked towards the office. When she pushed open the glass door, she finally understood why the atmosphere had been so ambiguous.

The future leader of the An clan, the rich and tall Young Master An, had come to visit. This was the first time since the establishment of the magazine that the office was filled with love.

"Tensing, you're here? "Hurry up and come take a look." An Ying smiled as she beckoned to her. She walked over, turned her face a little, and met An Chen's gaze in the air. An Chen smiled at her. He sounded rather polite as he greeted her, "Hello, Mrs. Wang."

The irony was something only he and Yang Tingxin understood.

"Good day, Young Master An." Yang Tenxin lightly replied.

"Tenxin, look, this is a beautiful picture my brother made overseas. I'm going to choose a travel map for the next issue of the magazine. Which one do you think is more suitable?" An Yu pulled Yang Tianxin to her side and sat down. On the table were over ten beautiful scenery maps.

Such a beautiful picture, since Young Master An took it himself? Yang Tenxin admired him from the bottom of his heart.

"It's better if you wait for me to read the article before choosing." "No," she said.

In fact, she wanted to say that Wang Sifan was going to take over the magazine, so she didn't care if she chose it or not. But when he saw how engrossed she was, he couldn't bring himself to pour cold water on her.

"Then let's choose when the time comes." "Also, I'm going to ask a more fashionable model to take the cover of the picture and have my brother take it for me. Do you have anything to introduce me to?"

This An Yin was really unafraid of death. She had clearly been threatened by An Tianyang the day before yesterday, and was not allowed to pester An Chen or drag him to the magazine. How could she dare to ask others to help her with her photography?

Yang Tianxin thought for a moment, then said: "How about …" How about asking Wang Siyu to come? "

When An Yin heard the name Wang Siyu, she immediately exploded. "Wang Siyu? That third-rate celebrity? Tensing, you don't have a fever, do you? Are you going to slap my face or do you want to smash my reputation? "

"It's like this. Wang Siyu is Wang Sifan's sister. If Hua Li can sign a long-term contract with her, perhaps she might dissuade Lady Wang and Wang Sifan from buying the bag because of her love for him."

"You want me to show mercy to her? Inviting her to be our long-term contract model? "

"Well... I can get someone else to come out. "

"We can make him fall in love with us. Why would he fall in love with Wang Sifan? With a slight breeze, he will definitely succeed." The one who said this was An Chen, who had been silently sitting on the sofa the entire time. As expected, he didn't say anything, and the moment he opened his mouth, he was immediately astounded.

Yang Tian was so angry that he turned around, and when he saw the faint smile on the other's face, he gnashed his teeth in anger.