Chapter 55

When Yan Zixin said these words, her gaze stared straight at Su Xiyan, clearly indicating that she would ultimately make Su Xiyan bear the blame.

Su Xiyan smirked disdainfully, 'Auntie, actually I think this is quite unnecessary.'

After all, Cheng Ye's younger brother's reputation in the capital means such disgrace is already an everyday occurrence.

Yan Zixin shouted angrily, flushed with rage:

'Su Xiwei! Get clear about your identity, you're nothing but me...'

'Enough! I heard all the quarreling upstairs!'

'Zixin, how have I been raising you all this time? Look at yourself now—you don't even look like a lady from a respectable family!'

Your stubborn, unyielding attitude is utterly like a shrew!

'Since Mr. Rong has already clearly stated he won't pursue this, what are you still making a fuss about! You're making a laughingstock of yourself!'

Yan Laotaiye's appearance instantly silenced the entire venue.

He glanced at Su Xiyan, seeing her stand there composed and unassuming, and moreover she had never left Yan Moci's side even a step from beginning to end.

Yan Huaian nodded in satisfaction.

This granddaughter-in-law is formidable!

Looking again at Yan Zixin, who is becoming increasingly unreasonable and obstinate, Yan Huaian's eyes filled with pain.

'Zixin! Look, Moci's health is poor, yet you keep pestering him—have you considered how many people here are worried about Moci's health!'

Yan Zixin stared in disbelief, eyes wide: 'Dad! What are you saying!'

'Do you even know what happened to Cheng Ye? Do you really think Cheng Ye is that despicable in your heart?'

'Even the woman our Yan family bought with money can't compare to her?'

'Shut up!'

This time, Yan Huaian truly flew into a rage.

During this time spent with Su Xiyan, he felt relaxed as he never had before.

With Su Xiyan's arrangements, the whole family united, and Moci's complexion, under her care, became day by day rosy, no longer as pale as before.

Yan Huaian is old; if it weren't for Moci's mishap, he should have long retired to enjoy a leisurely life.

Therefore, Yan Huaian genuinely likes and accepts this granddaughter-in-law, Su Xiyan.

But unexpectedly, Yan Zixin still looks down on and despises Xiwei like this!

As an elder, she opens and closes her mouth with such vulgar remarks, repeatedly trying to embarrass Xiwei.

Just thinking about it makes Yan Huaian feel indignant.

Yan Huaian said fiercely:

'Yan Zixin, regarding the matter of Zhang Chengye, I will have people investigate until the truth comes out.'

'But now, you must immediately take that brat and get out of the ancestral home!'

'And you are not allowed to come back ever again!'

Seeing Yan Huaian truly angry, Su Xiyan hurried forward to comfort:

'Grandfather, please don't be so angry, I'm not causing trouble.'

'Xiwei, today I must let everyone know.'

'Su Xiyan, you are my Moci's lawfully wedded wife! In the future you will be the mistress of the Yan household!'

'As long as the Yan family exists, and as long as I, Yan Huaian, am alive, I will absolutely not allow anyone to disrespect you!'

'Not even my own biological daughter!'

Although Yan Huaian's words deeply moved Su Xiyan's heart, when she caught a glimpse of Yan Zixin's utterly resentful expression in her peripheral vision.

Su Xiyan couldn't help but sigh in her heart, 'Yan Laotaiye, this round really directly filled her hatred to the max!!'

Yan Zixin left without a word, taking Zhang Chengye with her, giving Su Xiyan a very strong bad premonition.

It was like a time bomb that could explode at any moment, and finally the countdown began.

Tick,

Tick,

It could explode at any moment.

After the affair dispersed, Yan Fanqing, who had just said he wanted to talk with Yan Moci, vanished without a trace.

Su Xiyan, heavy-hearted, pushed Yan Moci back into the room.

Just as they entered the room, Su Xiyan whispered:

'Yan Moci, the way Yan Zixin looked at me when she left made me feel uneasy.'

'I will first go investigate what exactly is going on with Zhang Chengye.'

'Also, that Yan Fanqing—I always feel he's up to something shady behind the scenes.'

But before Su Xiyan finished speaking, she felt a hot body lunging at her.

Su Xiyan had no time to react before being embraced tightly by Yan Moci; the scorching contact made her struggle.

'What's going on, Yan Moci, let go of me!'

'Huh'

'Huh'

Yan Moci seemed to be in great pain; under extreme repression, besides his scorching breath, he could not even speak for a moment.

A tiny spark ignited on Su Xiyan's body; she struggled to stay conscious, feeling Yan Moci's hand reaching toward her collar.

Su Xiyan suddenly realized,

'Yan Moci! Did you drink the same wine as Zhang Chengye!'

But she furrowed her brows,

"No way, I haven't even stepped away from you!"

Suddenly feeling a cool clarity in her chest, Su Xiyan had no time to consider these things; she bashfully grabbed her collar, but Yan Moci seemed to have completely lost his reason.

The hand gripping her wrist was so strong it felt like it would crush her bones.

Su Xiyan couldn't help but let out a low cry:

"Ah, it hurts."

"Yan Moci, you're hurting me!"

Her feeble low cry didn't stop Yan Moci's actions; after a brief hesitation, it only made his assault more fierce.

As Yan Moci approached, Su Xiyan had to slightly raise her head to meet him; as her consciousness grew hazy, she lightly bit her teeth,

"This won't do; if this continues..."

She would be completely overrun by Yan Moci's all-out assault, utterly defeated.

Yan Moci's hands began to roam wantonly, and Su Xiyan looked utterly at a loss.

During their tussle, the clothes rack by the short cabinet crashed to the floor with a clatter.

At the sight of the clothes rack, Su Xiyan felt as if she had seen a lifeline.

Without hesitation, before losing her reason, Su Xiyan grabbed the clothes rack and slammed it at Yan Moci's head with a clang.

Under the heavy blow, Yan Moci instantly passed out.

Seeing the huge bump instantly rising on his forehead and the bluish-black marks spreading, Su Xiyan guiltily swallowed her saliva.

She tried to cover up, saying:

"Yan Moci, this can't be blamed on me, okay."

"It's you who suddenly went mad! I was purely acting in self-defense!"

After saying that, Su Xiyan had Yan Moci lie back on the bed and thoughtfully covered him with a blanket.

She even pulled the blanket high over his head, believing that if you can't see it, it doesn't exist.

After tidying the clothes Yan Moci had undone, Su Xiyan wanted to slip away.

But just before leaving, she suddenly frowned,

"No, if Yan Moci really drank the same alcohol as Zhang Chengye..."

"... then if Yan Moci wakes up soon and still behaves like just now..."

Su Xiyan slowly turned her head, looking at Yan Moci lying on the bed as if awaiting his funeral.

Suddenly, she revealed an evil smile.