Hearing the sound of the engine in the yard, An Muxi's calm face finally showed slight emotional fluctuations.

　　The footsteps were getting closer and closer, she listened slightly to the side, but her eyes fell on the signed divorce agreement on the tea table.

　　"Ka Chak."

　　The door was pushed open and a tall and straight figure came in.

　　"Why haven't you left yet?"

　　The man's expressionless face frowned when he saw An Muwei. His voice was deep and mellow with a hint of displeasure.

　　"I'm waiting for you."

　　"What else is there to say."

　　An Muxi smiled, as if she didn't see the man's impatience. "We have been married for a year and a half. Even if we didn't have any interaction during this period, Mr. Jiang should be polite to Mr. Jiang for the last glass of wine."

　　Jiang Jingchen glanced at the divorce agreement on the tea table, and his wrinkled eyebrows relaxed a little.

　　Silently, she walked forward, took the wine that An Mu passed over to her and drained it in one gulp.

　　"Is it all right now?"

　　"Of course."

　　An Muwei took the empty glass and took advantage of the moment when he bent down to put down the glass to hide the arrogant smile on his face.

　　"Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for taking care of me for more than a year."

　　Jiang Jingchen pulled the tie on his neck impatiently. He felt so bored that he couldn't hear what the woman was talking about.

　　An Mu slowly tidied up her things. Her black eyes were rolling around as she silently calculated the time.

　　"Damn it! I'll drug you!"

　　Jiang Jingchen's eyes suddenly became fierce. He reached out his hand and grabbed An Muwei by the neck, and his face was full of anger.

　　He tried his best to open his eyes wide, wanting to see An Muwei's appearance clearly. However, the effects of the drug made his vision blur. He could only remember the pair of shining black eyes.

　　The force on his neck became looser and looser. The unsteady man staggered and fell on the thick carpet.

　　"Jiang Jingchen. Hey, are you awake?"

　　An Mu slightly touched her neck, which had been pinched by Jiang Jingchen, and changed from the gentle one before. She showed a strange smile and poked Jiang Jingchen's face.

　　"It's good," said Fang Qiu.

　　Seeing that Jiang Jingchen could only stare at himself and couldn't move, even if he was angry, An Muxi clapped her hands with satisfaction.

　　She turned over to sit on Jiang Jingchen's body and looked straight into his eyes. "You must not know I love you, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anymore. I am willing to marry you and help you. However, I don't intend to do a loss business."

　　As soon as An Muwei finished her words, her small hand went straight down and undid the man's belt without hesitation.

　　She thought that as long as she tried hard, Jiang Jingchen could fall in love with her. Unfortunately, after a year and a half, they had only met a few times, and it was impossible for them to go further.

　　In the end, this man still loved An Yuxin. He even couldn't wait to divorce her after he cleared the obstacles!

　　What was so good about her half-sister? She was the one who saved him that year!

　　The more An Mu thought about it, the more unwilling she was. Her eyes were almost on the verge of spitting fire.

　　If she didn't sleep with Jiang Jingchen today, she would be wasting her time!

　　She pulled out her shirt with a rush and unbuttoned them one by one, revealing the man's strong, honey-colored chest.

　　"That's right. You are pretty good."

　　The slender little hand touched Jiang Jingchen's strong abs, and a series of sparks ignited the drug inside Jiang Jingchen's body.

　　He couldn't help grunting, and his body was so hot as if it was going to catch fire.

　　"Mr. Jiang, I don't have enough experience. If I hurt you, don't mind."

　　An Muwei's eyes shone as if she had seen a prey.

　　He kissed Jiang Jingchen's lips tentatively and then clumsily moved on.

　　"Oh, I see..."

　　Jiang Jingchen's body was tight and sweated all over. He couldn't wait to strangle the woman who was burning but didn't know how to put out her fire.

　　However, his limbs were weak, so his face could not be seen clearly and his voice could not be heard clearly. He could only let the woman torture him.

　　This was probably the most irritating thing he had ever experienced.

　　The heavy rain stopped.

　　"Dam*, I'm exhausted."

　　An Muxi stretched out her hand and rubbed her waist, which was about to break off. She gritted her teeth and supported herself up.