Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 1476: 1475 You definitely think I am a scheming b***h

An Lin did not expect that Qin Mu was waiting for her at the entrance of the Mo Family Villa.

The sunset’s afterglow shone on his chiseled features but could not warm the chilly outline of his face. Even through the car window, An Lin’s heart ached at the cold detachment in his eyes.

“Miss, we’ve arrived.”

The taxi driver, seeing her linger in the car, couldn’t help but remind her.

An Lin replied with a “good”, paid, and pursed her lips as she got out of the car.

Qin Mu stepped forward to help with her luggage, but An Lin avoided him.

The taxi sped away, leaving an air of suffocating silence.

Qin Mu, towering over An Lin, not only emitted an air of detachment but also gave her an intensely uncomfortable sense of oppression. At this moment, she inexplicably recalled how awkward things were when she confessed to him.

Back then, Qin Mu treated her just as he did now, cold and distant.

Rejection from miles away.

Her chest ached faintly.

An Lin’s grip on the luggage tightened bit by bit.

“I came to Xiu Chen’s house earlier and coincidentally heard Ranran say you returned, so I came out to meet you. Let’s go; Xiu Chen and Ranran are waiting for you in the living room.”

“Mm.”

An Lin responded indifferently; since Qin Mu was cold to her, she wouldn’t attempt to win his favor forcefully.

Qin Mu stepped forward and took her luggage without asking, explaining lightly, “Put it in my car first; no need to carry it inside.”

An Lin watched his elegant figure walking towards the nearby Range Rover and subconsciously pressed her lips tightly together.

She closed her eyes, reopened them, and smiled bitterly inwardly. It’s time for this to end.

In the living room, Mo Xiuchen was checking the ‘homework’ of the three little ones. Wen Ran sat beside him, smiling, creating a warm and happy atmosphere.

Hearing footsteps at the entrance, Wen Ran immediately got up from the sofa, approached, and warmly pulled An Lin down to sit.

“An Lin, when Qin Mu heard you were coming, he insisted on waiting outside for you; Xiu Chen couldn’t stop him.”

Wen Ran pretended not to know about their issues, teasing lightly.

An Lin smiled, greeted the three little ones, and after not seeing them for a while, at first Momo and Xinxin were a bit unfamiliar, but after a few minutes, they warmed up.

After dinner, Qin Mu proposed to go home, and An Lin then said seriously, “Ah Mu, since Xiu Chen and Ranran are here now, I have something to say.”

“An Lin, what is it?”

Wen Ran’s eyes flashed lightly, looking at An Lin in confusion, sensing her serious demeanor.

Qin Mu was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting that An Lin would have something to say in front of Xiu Chen and Ranran.

“What?”

He asked calmly.

Mo Xiuchen glanced at An Lin, called over two nannies, and asked them to take the three little ones upstairs to play.

In the living room, only the few of them remained, the atmosphere quieting down.

An Lin lowered her head, took out a recording device from her bag, looked calmly at Qin Mu, then at Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran, and spoke softly, “Xiu Chen, Ranran, you may not know this, but a few days ago, I received this recording device. It was sent to me by Gao Yuwen, saying it was to thank my dad for helping her dad testify.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Mu’s face darkened slightly, his long eyes narrowing with sharpness.

An Lin dared to openly tell Xiu Chen and Ranran?

Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen were initially aware, but An Lin didn’t know; Qin Mu thought Mo Xiuchen was aware…

In a flash of thought, Wen Ran realized that Qin Mu’s misunderstanding of An Lin came from this recording device, but she portrayed complete surprise, “An Lin, what recording device did Gao Yuwen send to thank you?”

An Lin laughed self-deprecatingly, “In this recording device, there’s a conversation between ‘me’ and her. The general idea is that I knew she would drug Ah Mu that night, followed them home, then appeared at Ah Mu’s house, got involved with him, and tricked him into marrying me.”

Wen Ran listened to An Lin’s calm recounting of the story, as if discussing someone else’s affairs, and couldn’t detect any sadness, anger, or indignation.

“In short, the incident was my design, a trap that Gao Yuwen fell into.”

An Lin fixed her gaze on Qin Mu, whose handsome face bore a cold, dark hue, especially when he heard her last sentence, bluntly admitting it was her scheme. Anger flickered in the depths of his pupils.

“An Lin, how is this possible?”

Wen Ran gasped in disbelief.

An Lin laughed, self-mocking and bitter, “Ranran, don’t you believe it? This is my voice.”

She said, pressing the button, and her conversation with Gao Yuwen played from the recording device. Qin Mu’s hands clenched slightly, struggling to hold back the urge to pull An Lin away to avoid embarrassing herself here.

When Wen Ran looked at him, a touch of embarrassment flashed in his eyes filled with suppressed anger, and he lowered his head, pursing his lips.

After hearing the recording, Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen both showed surprise.

No wonder Qin Mu was angry, saying this was all An Lin’s design.

If this recording was indeed between Gao Yuwen and An Lin, their marriage was certainly over.

If not, Gao Yuwen’s cunning was incredibly deep. The reason Qin Mu believed it, apart from An Lin’s voice, must have been the content of the conversation.

Gao Yuwen didn’t say that An Lin instructed her to drug; she accused An Lin of setting the trap, while ‘An Lin’ mocked her stupidity and told her she had been closely monitoring them.

“Ah Mu, I know you must be full of contempt for me now, thinking I’m a scheming bitch who orchestrated this drama, only to pose as the innocent party and deceive you into marriage.”

“This is between us; there’s no need to say it here.”

Qin Mu took a deep breath and suddenly stood up, “If there’s an issue, we’ll talk at home.”

“No need, I’m not going home with you. Coming to G City today, I’m here to end this marriage.”

An Lin spoke coldly as he took a step.

“An Lin, don’t be impulsive.” Wen Ran blurted out, then said to Qin Mu, “Qin Mu, perhaps Gao Yuwen deliberately caused this rift; don’t believe it.”

“Ranran, this is between An Lin and me; stay out of it.” Qin Mu said coldly and reached out to pull An Lin, “Let’s go home first.”

An Lin angrily shook off his hand.

Qin Mu’s face instantly darkened.

His tightly pressed thin lips revealed his anger and restraint at the moment, “You admitted it, An Lin, don’t go too far.”

He felt that An Lin said it in front of Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen just to make them persuade him not to mind, to treat her the same as before.

Looking at his darkened face, An Lin’s eyes reddened with sudden sadness, stubbornly pressing her lips tightly.

She lowered her head, took out the divorce agreement from her bag, and, without looking at Qin Mu, turned to Mo Xiuchen, “Xiu Chen, if the protagonist in the recording were Ranran, would you believe it?”

“An Lin, Ranran isn’t that kind of person, don’t involve her.” Before Mo Xiuchen could speak, Qin Mu angrily grabbed An Lin’s hand again, gripping it so tightly that her wrist hurt: “We’ll talk about the divorce at home.”