Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife

Chapter 249: Chapter 249: No matter how much you pressure me, I will not bow down to you!

Suddenly, an external force struck her, and Yan Xinxin staggered forward two steps.

She struggled to stabilize herself, barely managing not to fall.

But when she lifted her head and saw that group of men, their eyes brimming with amusement and malice, Yan Xinxin’s heart sank.

She turned to leave, but as soon as she did, Mu Shaoqian was already standing right in front of her.

Under the swaying, ambiguous light, he had a roguish expression, smiling as he looked at Yan Xinxin.

"What’s this? Thinking of leaving?"

"Mu Shaoqian, what are you trying to do?"

Even though she felt nervous inside, Yan Xinxin still managed to keep herself calm.

"Tsk!"

Mu Shaoqian raised a hand to stroke his chin.

"Even at this point, you’re still so defiant. Seems like Mo Chuxi must have lent you a lot of courage, huh?"

He chuckled mockingly, his proud gaze circling around Yan Xinxin as he scrutinized her carefully.

the police seventeen years ago, I might’ve really mistakenly thought you were my Little Qianyuan. But a counterfeit is still a counterfeit. In

Yan Xinxin’s heartbeat

look a

must’ve been exceptionally fond of his

been pining for my sister who passed

heard your sister died when she was only six years old. Do you really

her head, fearlessly meeting Mu Shaoqian’s somewhat shocked

yours, and you’re trying to

calmly and steadily, her gaze unwavering as she looked at Mu Shaoqian. Then, she stepped toward the

by Yan Xinxin. He

just made it to the door, her small hand placed on the handle, about to pull it open, when suddenly a brute force came crashing toward her. With a "bang," the private room

so soon? Stay and play

dull green-dyed hair slinked toward Yan Xinxin, his expression insolent, his eyes

to avoid him, but behind her, another man with

a stunning figure too. Looks like we’re in for a good time

the man spoke, his greasy hand

face to the side, but another man, this one with a cigarette dangling from his lips and his shirt in disarray, approached from

doing?! Let me

eyes in shock,

would we do

closer, blowing a puff of smoke directly at Yan Xinxin’s

"Cough... cough, cough!"