Chapter 85: with translation of chapter title

That night Su Xiyan kept strict watch, no matter what she wouldn't let Yan Moci enter her guest room; even to prevent him from sneaking an attack at midnight, she specially placed a stool behind the door, and all windows were bolted from inside.

After spending a peaceful night, Su Xiyan finally relaxed, but for some reason she felt a hint of loss in her heart.

However, when she opened the door and saw Yan Moci standing outside, she instinctively shrank back.

Yan Moci had waited all night; how could he let Su Xiyan escape so easily?

He grabbed her, then after entering the house he locked the door, pinned her against the door, and said hoarsely:

"Yanyan, be good, just a moment."

Time is tight; he has to return to work at the Yan Clan soon.

Fully recovering outwardly means Yan Moci will fully return to normal life; then naturally the time he spends with Su Xiyan will decrease, plus Su Xiyan is about to start her normal university life.

Thinking that they had just confessed their feelings and now must part, his heart inevitably felt somewhat irritable.

If he had known, he wouldn't have said those things urging her to study; it's really lifting a rock only to drop it on his own foot—anyway, his ulterior motive is now obvious to everyone.

"Yanyan, don't go to school; anyway you already got your academician degree, right?"

Su Xiyan is no fool; she naturally knows what Yan Moci is up to.

Thinking of making her stay home like a beloved wife, waiting for Yan Moci to come home so they can do that kind of thing.

She was so embarrassed she couldn't utter a word.

Seeing Su Xiyan's expression, Yan Moci continued to coax:

"Yanyan, since yesterday when I went to the company, I've felt unwell again.

If you go to school and I have a flare-up, surely no one will be able to take care of me."

Hearing Yan Moci say he felt unwell, Su Xiyan instinctively tensed and frowned.

But recalling Yan Moci's stamina that day—it was astonishing—plus the way he just swept her into his arms, he hardly seemed the least bit unwell.

Su Xiyan couldn't help but look at Yan Moci with suspicion,

Yan Moci immediately seized her hand and placed it on his chest, coaxing: "Yanyan, feel my chest—does it feel stuffy?"

Su Xiyan obliged and gave a feel; she couldn't tell if his chest felt stuffy, but she sensed that this male enchantress was trying to seduce her.

Su Xiyan, at a loss for words, looked at Yan Moci: "Young Master Yan, you probably forgot our current roles?"

Yan Moci laughed, pulling Su Xiyan tighter: "Anyway, there's no one here, right? Yanyan, without my order, no one dares to come up.

You can do whatever you want to me~"

Su Xiyan,???

Why does it feel that since that night, Yan Moci seems to have opened some Pandora's box, completely shifting from aloof to flirtatious?

Thinking of today's opening ceremony, Su Xiyan realizes she can't keep getting tangled with Yan Moci, or else this male enchantress will surely keep her at home!

She smiled at Yan Moci; in the morning sunlight, the tear mole beneath her eye glowed with an eerie light, instantly deepening Yan Moci's gaze.

As Yan Moci drew near, she lightly opened her vermilion lips and leaned toward his earlobe.

Without a word, the faint breeze from her lips made Yan Moci's neck muscles tense suddenly, as if all his blood rushed to one point.

When Yan Moci was intoxicated by Su Xiyan's rare initiative, she instantly struck, clenching her fist and swinging.

"Lecher!"

The next second, Su Xiyan's voice echoed through the old manor, causing the servants to pause their actions in surprise for a moment.

Leaving the old manor all the way to the car, Yan Moci's face was as black as a pot bottom.

Beside him, Dongzi looked at his rare sunglasses, wanting to ask but not daring to.

Noticing Dongzi's gaze, Yan Moci slightly glanced sideways; a sudden chill swept over, making Dongzi immediately avert his eyes and sit properly, not daring to utter a sound.

After a while, feeling the chill fade, Dongzi cautiously asked:

"Boss, Grandfather can be discharged; are you going yourself?"

Yan Moci hooked his lips without warmth: "Grandfather's discharge, I naturally will go myself."

What time is the board meeting later?

Dongzi: "10 o'clock."

Yan Moci: "Go to the hospital first."

When Yan Moci arrived at the hospital, Grandfather Yan's belongings were mostly packed; he had stayed two days, undergone a full checkup, and all indicators were normal.

Seeing Yan Moci come, Yan Huaian's expression was very happy.

He said with a smile: "Moci, you've just taken over the Yan Clan; work is busy, no need to specially come pick me up.

Little Liu will take good care of me."

Steward Liu: "Young Master, you being here makes Grandfather very happy."

Seeing Yan Huaian's appearance, Yan Moci curled his lips.

He said: "Let's go."

But unexpectedly, Yan Huaian suddenly waved his hand: "No rush, wait a bit."

Yan Moci raised his brows, a faint doubt flashing in his eyes, fortunately concealed by his sunglasses.

Yan Huaian explained: "Actually, it's a junior of an old friend of many years; hearing I was hospitalized, they said they must come see me no matter what.

Unable to refuse such enthusiasm, I had to agree."

Saying this, his face showed a troubled expression.

Yan Moci seemed to sense something; looking at Yan Huaian's expression, he frowned: "Grandfather, who is this longtime friend you mentioned?"

Yan Huaian said: "It's the husband's family of the lady who was your mother's best friend while she was alive, now Madam Su's family."

Hearing that, Yan Moci instantly narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Oh?"

He responded, already having a scheme in mind, he asked:

"The Su and Yan families haven't had any contact for many years; I don't know why they would suddenly propose coming to visit you."

"Yan Huaian's face also showed doubt; 'I'm not sure either, but I've heard that a rumor is currently spreading outside.'". jj. br>

"They say the daughter that the Su family matriarch Luo Yin lost years ago has been found by them, and whether it's a parent-child test or a token, everything matches."

"Saying this, Yan Huaian turned his head to look at Yan Moci,"

"'Moci, if the Su family's daughter is indeed found, then she is actually engaged to you.'"

"Yan Moci curled his lip coldly, 'But grandfather, I already have a wife, don't I?'"

"Yan Huaian nodded and then said, 'But Moci, Su Xiyan—did she really impersonate her sister to marry into our Yan family? That's not proper.'"

"Furthermore, your marriage to that Su family miss was personally arranged by your mother when she was alive, and you have always been the most filial to your mother—how could you go against her?"

"Yan Huaian's words made Yan Moci furrow his brows sharply."

"A surge of irritation rose in his chest, and he asked coldly,"

"'Grandfather, is the marriage alliance with the Su family really your mother's wish?'"

"Hearing Yan Moci's words, Yan Huaian's flash of shock and surprise couldn't be concealed."