Leng Youchen propped his arms on either side of her. "Although I don't know exactly what you saw, it's probably about right. Wei Anning, if they're using this to threaten you, you don't need to pay attention to them."
"What do you mean, don't pay attention? Do you know this involves getting shot?" Wei Anning tried to push him off, but she couldn't, she was so mad.
"Leng Youchen, get off me."
Leng Youchen was inside her, and when he heard her gasp comfortably, a smile appeared on his lips. "If I get off, how will you feel good? Honey, I miss you. I want to be with you like this all the time."
Right now, Wei Anning was in no mood to listen to his sweet talk, those documents were the real source of her headache. When Leng Youchen said it was close enough, it meant both the Duke and the Gong Family knew about it.
"Don't try to sweet talk me... mm..." Wei Anning groaned softly, the bed began to shake, and he didn't give her a chance to speak again.
