Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Chapter 521: Impossible

Yan Huan was so furious she almost picked up her bag to smash it on the nanny’s face, roaring, "Didn’t I tell you to keep an eye on her?"The nanny replied with a bit of grievance, "I don’t have the right to restrict Miss Yan Le’s personal freedom."

Yan Huan demanded to know where she had gone.

The nanny recalled, "I don’t know, I seem to have heard... Miss Su Li accompanied Miss Yan Le to have dinner and talk with some people from the copyright and writers’ association."

Hearing this, Yan Huan’s mind went blank for a moment.

Yan Le was really going for it! This sister of hers was serious.

She actually called people from the writers’ association for dinner to communicate, isn’t that seeking help?

Once she has proof of a copyright protection application, many literary people would be willing to help her...

By then, when it goes viral, Mo Si Huang and An Ruyi’s fans will be furious, thinking it adds a stain to their idol’s reputation.

For a moment, Yan Huan felt her world turning gray, as if the sky was about to collapse, and she almost couldn’t stand.

"Yan Le, you are really my good sister!" Yan Huan clenched her fists tightly, the veins on the back of her hands bulging prominently, the ferocity in her eyes chilling.

Yan Huan murmured to herself, stumbling and dashing outside.

No, she had to stop them.

Stop them before they meet for dinner!

...

The restaurant’s dim and gentle lights softly illuminated, Yan Le sat awkwardly in the wheelchair, feeling a bit uneasy under the gaze.

Feng Huaijin propped his chin with one hand, his deep-set eyes scrutinizing Yan Le, he said in a slightly cool tone, "It’s all for this woman?"

Su Li immediately blocked Feng Huaijin’s line of sight, cutting off his view of Yan Le, puffing her cheeks, "Enough, stop looking."

Just as Feng Huaijin appeared, his indifferent and arrogant aura was overwhelming, Yan Le, being just a young girl, was quite frightened by him, and now being scrutinized by him, she was even more scared.

He should just stop looking.

Feng Huaijin looked at Su Li blocking in the middle, first stunned, then a stronger smile appeared at his lips, "Don’t worry, I’m not interested in other women."

Su Li felt slightly embarrassed, her face flushing, she retorted, "I... I’m not jealous of you looking at other women."

I’m just afraid you’ll scare Yan Le!

Feng Huaijin slightly raised his chin, saying calmly, "I understand."

Su Li: "..."

What do you understand, really?

Just as Su Li was feeling vexed about Feng Huaijin’s imagination, the door of the restaurant’s private room swung open with a clatter.

A tall figure stepped in, stopping suddenly, his brows darkened.

"Yan Le?"

Yan Le tightened her grip on the armrest, her eyes red as she looked at the man, "Mu Shian, I..."

Mu Shian’s gaze swept over, seeing the man inside the restaurant, his voice turned cold, "Why are you mixing with the Seventh Young Master of the Feng Family?"

What kind of person Feng Huaijin was, hadn’t he told her before?

A playboy, someone who flits among the flowers!

Feng Huaijin laughed, but his smile didn’t reach his eyes, coldly saying, "What does Mr. Mu mean by this?"

It was obvious Mu Shian didn’t get along with Feng Huaijin, he didn’t answer Feng Huaijin, grabbing Yan Le’s wheelchair, "I’ll take you home."

Yan Le held onto the dining table, crying, "I won’t go back."

Seeing her stubborn demeanor, Mu Shian softened his tone for a moment and asked, "Why did you call me here?"

Yan Le clutched his sleeve, excitedly explaining, "Believe me, the script was all written by me, and on the day of the avalanche, it was me who..."

Mu Shian coldly interrupted, "Impossible!"