<h4>Chapter 213: Chapter 213 Wee Home</h4>


    Ladies and gentlemen, An Ruo has always been mywful wife, we have not divorced, and today is merely a re-hosting of our wedding ceremony. If this has caused any misunderstanding or inconvenience to everyone, please ept my apologies."


    Having said that, he did not deign to exin further and, holding An Ruo, turned and left.


    "Tang Yuchen, stop right there, where is Feixue! What have you done to her!"


    Mr. Yun and Yun Mu tried to rush forward, only to be immediately intercepted by the well-trained bodyguards.


    An Xin stood in ce for a while, suddenly revealing a bizarre and twisted smile.


    So this is the final oue!


    Indeed, it is surprising and hard to imagine.


    Getting into the stretch Lincoln, An Ruo lifted her veil, turned her head away to look out the window, not willing to take another nce at the person beside her.


    Tang Yuchen pinched her chin, turning her face toward him, "What, angry? What’s there to be angry about."


    His tone was casual and indifferent,pletely disregarding the chaos of the day.


    An Ruo looked at him coldly, "Aren’t you afraid that tomorrow’s newspapers will be full of news about you? You treat Yun Feixue’s family like this, don’t you feel the slightest bit of guilt?"


    Tang Yuchen curled his lip arrogantly, "Rest assured, there is no newspaper that dares to write nonsense. As for Yun Feixue’s family, whatever happens to them is none of my business."


    He could actually say such things; does he have any conscience at all.


    An Ruo shook off his hand and again turned her gaze away: "Tang Yuchen, you’ve gone too far this time. You shouldn’t have treated Yun Feixue like this..."


    "Oh, you’re sympathizing with her?" The man couldn’t help but snicker, "Or is it that you actually care about Yun Feiyang’s feelings?"


    "Can you ever say anything nice?" An Ruo blurted out involuntarily.


    The next second, he fiercely pinched her chin, causing her to frown in pain.


    Tang Yuchen leaned close to her face, their lips nearly touching, and in his dark, sharp eyes, her defiant expression was reflected.


    "You’re calling me a dog?" the man said coldly, narrowing his eyes.


    "I didn’t say that; you’re the one who thinks so," An Ruo deliberately responded.


    Tang Yuchen’s lips curled into a cold smile, his expression carrying a hint of sinister frost: "Woman, I advise you to reign in your arrogance. Although I have a bit of tolerance for you now, that doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want in front of me. Here’s a piece of advice: only women who obediently listen are smart women."


    An Ruo pursed her lips and said nothing.


    She would not obediently listen to him; she refused to bepletely controlled by him.


    The man released her chin and resumed a tender smile: "Right, that’s wise of you, staying silent is smart."


    An Ruo snorted coldly and turned her head, presenting the back of her skull to him.


    Tang Yuchen leaned back in his seatzily, a smile tugging at his lips.


    This woman always has a temper; his life won’t be boring for the time being.


    The car stopped in front of the vi; after all the twists and turns, she was back here again!


    nking the entrance, many servants stood in neat lines.


    Seeing the two alight from the car, they respectfully saluted: "Congrattions to the young master, congrattions to the Young Lady! Wee home, Young Lady!"


    An Ruo felt very sad; her title had once again be the Tang Family Young Lady.


    Walking into the living room, she suddenly turned to Tang Yuchen: "I’m tired now, may I rest for a while?"


    The man nodded, his wicked smile returning: "Getting some rest isn’t a bad idea, otherwise I’m afraid you won’t have time to sleep tonight."