The Mafia's Crybaby Wife-Chapter 87 - The Trap

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Chapter 87: The Trap

Yan Yunge was the one holding the wedding, so it was so stirring that almost everyone knew about it.

Now that it was going to be canceled suddenly, many people were perplexed, and rumors started to spread.

Lu An’an did not want to deal with those things. The people in the company always looked like they had something to say when they saw her. Recently, Chen Huan found that she looked depressed.

“An’an, although your life has not been going well recently, don’t let it always affect your work.” Chen Huan tried to persuade her tactfully.

Lu An’an came back to her senses and felt that she should work properly. She thanked Chen Huan very sincerely.

When Yan Xiu heard that there was going to be a wedding, he initially thought that he would never have the chance to get close to Lu An’an again.

Who knew that the wedding would be canceled? Yan Xiu naturally would not let go of this heaven-sent opportunity.

However, after the previous lesson, he did not want to become the talk of others, so he could only play tricks within the company.

He invited Lu An’an to the bar using the cooperation between the publicity department and the design department as the reason.

Lu An’an’s heart was filled with extreme disgust for Yan Xiu. She did not want to see that person at all.

However, she thought about what Han Ziyuan said about her being irresponsible at work that day, and Yan Yunge did not even refute her.

She could only buck up. No matter who it was, as long as it was work-related matters, she would not refuse. ƒ𝗿e𝘦𝚠𝗲𝚋n𝚘ν𝙚𝗹.𝑐o𝙢

Lu An’an packed up briefly at the company and went to the bar in a fit of pique.

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Previously, her life was very simple. It was just between home and school. She would not come to such a place.

Later on, she married Yan Yunge and was always protected.

Therefore, this was Lu An’an’s first time coming to a bar. Just the deafening music alone made her extremely uncomfortable.

Yan Xiu sat in a booth near the bar and waited for her. He seemed to be in a good mood.

Lu An’an resisted the thought of escaping and walked toward Yan Xiu.

Yan Xiu had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Lu An’an, he finally felt relieved.

Lu An’an was still Yan Yunge’s wife in name. If he were to pursue her directly, he would definitely be criticized.

However, if that woman took the initiative to sleep with him, it would not be his problem anymore.

He had already secretly added something into the glass of drink in front of Lu An’an and had everything planned out for that night. Everyone in the bar would think that Lu An’an had drunk too much and he was only helping to take her away.

Lu An’an quickly sat in front of him with a polite smile on her face.

“Director Yan, if you have any questions, you can tell me. I will pass it on to the design department.” She said very seriously.

Yan Xiu did not expect her to really talk about work so seriously, and he was a little annoyed.

“No rush. Why don’t we have a drink first?” He smiled, and the lines on his face wrinkled.

Lu An’an suddenly started to fear. There was no one she could turn to for help in this place. If Yan Xiu really had any evil thoughts, she did not know how to save herself.

“I can’t really drink. Why don’t we go straight to the point?” Lu An’an tried to calm herself down.

“You can’t drink?” Yan Xiu suddenly laughed out loud. “It won’t do to not know how to drink in the workplace.”

With that said, he placed the glass of alcohol in front of Lu An’an unyieldingly, as if he was determined to let the woman before him drink it.

Even if she thought nothing of the glass of alcohol just now, Yan Xiu’s attitude had already explained everything. That glass of alcohol was a trap!

Lu An’an looked at the glass of alcohol before her and was at a loss.

She knew that Yan Xiu had the ability to force the alcohol into her even if she did not drink it.

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