19 She's my Woman!

"It means what it means."

Qin Mo's face fell slightly. "I'm serious about her. You know I can marry her, and she also likes—"

"Leave her!"

Without waiting for Qin Mo to finish talking, Bo Yan's voice suddenly became cold and firm. He gave a firm command, with no room for any rejection.

This time, Qin Mo finally realized that something was amiss and stared closely into his eyes. "Reason."

Only then did Bo Yan glance at him. His cold, thin lips spat out, "She is my woman."

Just a few words, and although his voice was not loud, it was enough to shock someone. Qin Mo's expression changed at once.

"You've got to be kidding; you're her uncle!"

"Is that so? Too bad, but we're not related by blood."

Qin Mo was dumbfounded. How was that possible?

In that case, which of them was a member of the An family?

Qin Mo held back the question he had in his heart, and his tone turned resolute. "Bo Yan, you and I are brothers; An Ge'er and I are childhood sweethearts. I hope you won't interfere in our affairs."

Unexpectedly, the moment he said this, Bo Yan appeared to be smiling.

Childhood sweethearts?

"If it weren't for us being brothers, do you think I would be here, calmly talking about this matter with you?"

Qin Mo suddenly raged, "Come after me if you have the ability. But my advice to you is, as an elder, you better behave appropriately! She's still your niece!"

After saying his piece, Qin Mo got out of the car and slammed the door shut before leaving. His grey trench coat vanished into the darkness, together with an indelible somber aura.

Suddenly, raindrops pitter-pattered on the car window. With each passing second, the rain grew heavier. Bo Yan finished his last cigarette. Amid the lingering smoke, his eyelids slightly lowered, messily covered by his black hair.

It made him look elegant, with a beautiful melancholy that could not be put into words. His thin lips slowly curled up, chilling people to the bone but also enticing.

Behave appropriately?

If he had not behaved appropriately, An Ge'er would have been his a long time ago! He wouldn't even have a chance!

…

As she expected, she did not see Little Uncle in the next few days. Qin Mo had also gone back to filming. To avoid Little Uncle finding out anything these few days, An Ge'er restrained herself from contacting Qin Mo.

In the morning, Xia Qi nestled on the sofa, eating steamed dumplings while habitually scrolling through the news on her phone. The second she turned on her phone, a headline caught her eye.

"Nation's Mr. Perfect, Qin Mo, Acknowledges his New Romance!"

Qiqi's eyes instantly widened. Qin Mo?!

Holy! Was this true?

She clicked on the headline and read the information in the entertainment news. It was about how the Nation's Mr. Perfect was attached and graciously admitted his feelings for the rising star, An Ruxue.

There was even a screenshot of Qin Mo's Weibo at the bottom. In the screenshot, it wrote, 'Thank you, everyone. In terms of relationships, we're all ordinary people.' Furthermore, @AnRuxue, An Ruxue wrote on her Weibo, 'Hope everyone can wish us well.'

F*ck!

Reading the news on her screen, Xia Qi's face turned red with anger. "What the f*ck! F*ck this sh*t, these two adulterers…"

"Who are you scolding so early in the morning? Hurry up and eat; the class is in ten minutes," An Ge'er said while gulping down her soy milk. Grabbing her school bag, she rushed out and threw Xia Qi's school bag to her.

When Xia Qi saw An Ge'er coming out, she swiftly kept her phone in a panic. She then gobbled up her soy milk and steamed dumplings. "No-nothing much. We'll be late if we don't hurry. Let's rush to the class."

Her mind was in a complete mess, and she cursed at the two adulterers under her breath.