C6 Don't Challenge My Patience

Tang Ze saw Shen Yan rushing out of the door with her head lowered. He immediately put on his hat and mask and opened the door to chase after her.

"Yan! Shen Yan!"

Tang Ze chased after her and grabbed Shen Yan's slender and white wrist. "Listen to me."

"I don't listen! Didn't you explain enough in the past?"

Shen Yan turned around and looked at Tang Ze, who was pulling her from behind. Suddenly, her nose turned sour and her eyes turned red.

He had never thought that she would care so much about marriage.

Although he had promised her that he would get married when he had some reputation.

However, he had gone back on his word. She had become someone else's wife.

Tang Ze also had unspeakable bitterness in his heart.

He used his hand to pull Shen Yan, who had tears in her eyes, into his embrace and hugged her tightly.

"Young Master, do you want me to bring Miss Shen over?"

Ou Rui asked softly.

Moh Beichen sat in the backseat of the car and did not say anything, but Ou Rui could feel the air in the car plummet. With his many years of experience taking care of the young master,

The man in the backseat was angry.

Moh Beichen saw Tang Ze pulling Shen Yan into the sports car and quietly leaning against the back seat. His ink-like eyes looked in the direction of the sports car. He glanced at the car on the corner of the street and said faintly, "Follow them, stop them."

"Yes, young master."

Moh Beichen had specially sent Ou Rui overseas to learn driving skills. It was easy for Ou Rui to catch up with Tang Ze and stop him.

A few minutes later, on the street where the traffic flowed, the black Maybach intercepted the sapphire sports car.

Tang Ze slammed his foot on the brakes and punched the steering wheel in frustration. He rolled down the window and stuck his head out of the car.

"How did you drive?"

Ou Rui quietly got out of the car. He went around to the other side of the car and opened the backseat door. He slightly bent his body and said, "Young master, please."

For a moment, because the two cars were parked diagonally at the side of the road, the traffic was somewhat congested. The nearby cars stuck their heads out to see what was going on.

"Eh? Isn't that the president of Rongsheng Group, Moh Beichen?"

"It can't be. You must have seen it wrong. How could it be so easy to bump into him?"

"It really is. Look!"

The noise nearby did not affect Moh Beichen's long legs as he walked towards the sports car.

Ou Rui followed him and opened the passenger door of the sports car.

"Young madam, young master is here to pick you up."

When Moh Beichen heard Ou Rui's words, a faint smile flashed across his lips and disappeared in a flash.

Shen Yan was stunned.

Tang Ze was also stunned.

Young master, young madam?

Only then did Tang Ze carefully look at the man in front of him. He felt that he looked somewhat familiar, but he just couldn't remember who it was.

He was always busy dancing and singing, and that took up almost all of his time.

Shen Yan raised her palm sized face and pushed up the glasses that she had yet to take off. Her heart was filled with curses.

How idle was this big boss to chase all the way here?

"Get out of the car. Take my car."

Moh Beichen stood at the entrance of the sports car. His voice was low and cold, and his gaze faintly paused on Shen Yan's stunned little face.

Shen Yan bit her lips and sat in her seat without moving.

Tang Ze was a little annoyed. He stepped out of the car and walked to Moh Beichen's side. He straightened his back and looked at the indifferent man.

"My girlfriend, why do you want to get in your car?"

Moh Beichen smiled and looked at Tang Ze's face, which was covered with a mask. Although he could not see Tang Ze's face clearly, his starry eyes were still charming.

A famous young man's reputation wasn't just for show.

"Your girlfriend?" Moh Beichen's tone was very light. But every word hit Tang Ze's heart heavily, "She is my wife."

Shen Yan heard the word "wife" coming out of Moh Beichen's mouth, and her expression froze.

What he said was right. She was indeed his legal wife now.

Moh Beichen did not have the patience to pay attention to the little brat in front of him. He walked to the front passenger seat and stopped beside it. One hand was on the roof of the car and the other was on his pocket. His straight body bent down, and he could see the pale Shen Yan in the front passenger seat.

"If you want me to do it myself, you can say anything."

After saying that, Moh Beichen stretched out his slender fingers and gently lifted Shen Yan's small chin.

"Don't challenge my patience. Hmm?"

Shen Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was in an indescribable sorry state. Both of her hands tightly gripped the bag in her hands.

In the next moment, her fair legs stepped out of the front passenger seat.

"Okay, sit in your car."

Moh Beichen smiled lightly and raised his hand to rub Shen Yan's hair. He was like a little wild cat that had vented its anger.

He liked her ink-like long hair and furry touch. It was as if his irritated heart had calmed down in an instant.

There was a faint smile in his slightly curved eyes, but it was incomparably cold.

"How obedient."

Tang Ze stood at the side and clenched his fists tightly. If not for the fact that there were so many pairs of eyes looking at him on the street, he would have wanted to teach this cold and arrogant man a lesson.

But he held it in.

At night, when Shen Yan returned home, naturally no one would disturb them.

As Tang Ze thought of this, his pretty brows knitted tightly.

Seeing Moh Beichen's arm resting on Shen Yan's other shoulder, Shen Yan did not refuse.

Ou Rui had very good eyesight and immediately opened the backseat of the car, "Young master, young madam, slow down."

Shen Yan's face was pale and she got into the car with Moh Beichen, one in front and one behind.

In the car, Moh Beichen let go of Shen Yan. His appearance was warm and gentle, and the coldness on his body just now gradually faded.

However, Shen Yan had heard rumors about that mysterious man, Moh Beichen, in H City.

In the circle of famous people in H City, it was said that Mr Moh of Rongsheng Group was a very difficult person to serve and was not someone to be trifled with.

He would not easily get angry, but if he got angry, those who provoked him could only pray for their own good.

Many people said that he was a smiling tiger.

Shen Yan sat beside Moh Beichen and swallowed her saliva. She secretly investigated that she must have done something to dig up someone's ancestral grave in her previous life. That was why that day, her brain had become so hot that she had pulled such a dangerous man and married him.

While Shen Yan was lost in thought, Moh Beichen lazily leaned against the backseat of the car. His body naturally stretched and his slender hand pulled at his collar.

"Ou Rui, let's go back to Moh's Mansion."

Ou Rui responded and glanced at Shen Yan from the rearview mirror.

Shen Yan kept her head down and did not say anything. There was anger on her face.

Moh Beichen turned his head and looked at the rearview mirror on the side of the car. A white car followed closely behind in the mirror.

"Young master, do you want me to shake off the paparazzi?"

"No need, just let them follow."

Twenty minutes later, a black Maybach stopped in front of the Moh's Mansion villa.

Ou Rui opened the door for Moh Beichen as usual.

Moh Beichen didn't move after getting off the car. He stood at the door and quietly waited for Shen Yan who was dawdling.

He could see that she was very unwilling to take every step she took. Her fair little face had already turned red from anger.

Moh Beichen raised his head and looked at the car parked at the entrance. The corners of his lips curled up slightly.

He took a few steps forward and walked in front of Shen Yan with his long legs. He bent his body and directly held Shen Yan horizontally in his arms.

"Ah!"

With a cry of surprise, Shen Yan subconsciously let go of the bag in her hands and climbed onto Moh Beichen's neck with both hands.

"Put me down!"

Shen Yan was really angry and her face turned red.

Moh Beichen held her firmly, and his eyes moved closer to her ear. He whispered, "Don't move. If you keep messing around, I will make you lose the strength to get off the bed."

Shen Yan's face turned even redder.