87 It Has Nothing to Do with Love

Lin Wan did not come back to her senses and didn't manage to escape from Li Muyang's grasp. His hands restrained her arms.

"Wanwan, you're mine, mine," Li Muyang said tremblingly. His entire face leaned forward, wanting to kiss Lin Wan.

"Go away, go away!" Lin Wan resisted strongly and turned her head away, not letting Li Muyang get close to her.

Xiao Yichen, standing at the door, saw his nephew's impulsiveness and immediately strode out, staring at him with hatred.

Li Muyang had always wanted to kiss Lin Wan and did not notice someone approaching. Only when his arm was pulled away by a strong force that Li Muyang see his uncle's angry face.

Xiao Yichen pushed Li Muyang aside and pulled Lin Wan into his arms.

Lin Wan smelled a familiar scent. She wanted to resist but suddenly stopped and obediently stayed in his strong and warm embrace.

She was very familiar with the embrace. The embrace he gave her was not only warm but also safe.