NOVPUBChapter 105 -105: Good evening, Mr. Ye
Chapter 105 -105: Good evening, Mr. Ye
Ye Sihan sat down at the bar, “Pour the drink.”
Tang Yu took out a glass and poured the drink into it.
Ye Sihan picked up the glass and drained it in one gulp.
Tang Yu poured him another.
His thin lips slightly lifted, his voice low, “Planning to let me drink alone?”
After Tang Yu realized what he meant, she hesitated, then sat down and poured herself a glass.
Looking at the alcohol in the glass, she felt dizzy just from the smell, let alone drinking it.
She braced herself and, with a stiff upper lip, drank it down.
“Ugh!” The moment Tang Yu took a sip, the spiciness made her eyes water.
She panted with her mouth open.
She had only taken a small sip.
Ye Sihan had drunk half a glass without changing expression.
Ye Sihan, looking at her with tears almost spilling from her eyes, asked with a deep gaze, “Not drinking anymore?”
Tang Yu, deciding to be bold, closed her eyes, held her breath, and downed it in one go—
“Ah…” She clutched her chest, feeling a fiery burn in her stomach.
“Continue,” Ye Sihan ordered mercilessly.
Tang Yu continued to pour herself another small glass and took a drink, “Cough cough cough! Ha…”
Without needing Ye Sihan’s instructions this time, she poured herself another glass.
And drank again.
Watching her stubborn gaze, Ye Sihan spoke gravely, “Are you trying to get drunk on purpose?”
Tang Yu poured the drink, turned to look at him, and with wet, pouting lips muttered, “You’re really hard to satisfy.”
“So you make an offer.”
His words had an implied meaning, dark eyes carrying intense danger, causing Tang Yu to lower her head, not looking or speaking.
“What did you do today?” 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒑𝒖𝙗.𝒄𝒐𝒎
Tang Yu’s gaze fixed on her own glass, wondering if the man was feigning ignorance.
If she had been to that hospital, Ye Sihan would have found her deviant trail.
“I… went to the hospital where my mother used to work.” Tang Yu spoke as if she struggled to say it, lowering her head even more, either from the aftereffects of the alcohol or from discomfort, “I’m truly sorry, I didn’t know anything before. The way you treated me… was justified.”
Ye Sihan’s dark pupils momentarily stilled, watching her tearful, sobbing figure, his face remained indifferent.
“I never thought my mother would do such a thing. She was wrong; let me atone for her sins instead?” Tang Yu raised her face, tears making her eyes blurry as she looked at him.
“You?”
“Whatever you want me to do, I can. I won’t resist at all,” Tang Yu stood up, landed on her feet unsteadily, swayed, and then knelt between Ye Sihan’s long legs.
Tang Yu’s head was bent, seeking to please Ye Sihan.
Her heart was filled with endless sorrow, but she couldn’t stop.
As long as she could atone for her mother’s sins, anything was possible…
But she felt her head was so heavy, woozy.
The aftereffects of the strong drink were too much.
She couldn’t last five seconds before her head slumped down, resting on Ye Sihan’s abdomen, motionless.
Ye Sihan’s strong fingers pinched her chin and lifted it.
Tang Yu looked up with a flushed face, her lips were as enticing as a blooming rose, soft and lovely, irresistibly tempting.
Yet her eyes were closed; she was thoroughly drunk.
Ye Sihan scrutinized her for a while before his thin lips finally parted, “Is this your so-called atonement? Too bad, I’m not interested in a dead fish.”
In the morning, Tang Yu turned over, gradually regaining consciousness, and suddenly felt a headache.
She touched her forehead, adapting to the dull pain before opening her eyes.
The familiar ceiling, it was her room.
The clothes on her body had been changed into pajamas.
She recalled last night, getting drunk after three glasses of drink, and saying some things to Ye Sihan.
It seemed she even knelt before him, trying to please him.
After that, she knew nothing.
It appeared she had passed out drunk.
Glancing at the digital clock in the room, it was almost ten o’clock.
After washing up and changing her clothes, she stood at the entrance to the hall and saw the Rolls-Royce parked outside.
Ye Sihan was still at Ye Mansion.
“Miss Tang, this is the hangover remedy Mr. Ye asked me to prepare for you.” Wen Bo came over, holding a small bowl on a plate.
Tang Yu had never tried it before, she took a sip with a spoon, it was an odd taste.
However, after drinking it all, the headache sensation really did lighten.
“Where is Ye Sihan?”
“Mr. Ye is in the study.”
Tang Yu wondered, why hadn’t this ambitious man gone to the company?
She walked over and knocked on the door, and only after hearing a deep voice from inside did she push the door open.
Behind the large desk, the man sat with an imposing aura, meticulously staring at the computer.
Tang Yu didn’t dare to disturb him at first, just standing there.
What did Ye Sihan think about the words she said last night?
This man was unfathomable; it was impossible to guess his inner thoughts.
“Speak,” Ye Sihan glanced at her.
“I have to go to the film set this morning, should I go first?” Tang Yu discussed with him.
“After lunch.”
“Oh okay, then I’ll make a call to the director.” Tang Yu carefully gauged Ye Sihan’s expression before turning and leaving.
Capital dictates when it’s time, not even the director dared to object.
After eating lunch at noon, Tang Yu left in Ye Sihan’s Rolls-Royce.
The light outside the car was blocked by branches, occasionally sliding over Tang Yu’s face, making the interior of the car seem like a static backdrop.
Spaces with Ye Sihan were unusually oppressive.
During the ride, Ye Sihan answered two work calls.
After ending the calls, his dark eyes looked over, and Tang Yu’s gaze dodged.
“Thought about how to redeem yourself, hm?” Ye Sihan reclined in the black leather seat, ankles crossed, his aura both deep and sharp.
“I’ll listen to you in everything,” Tang Yu said obediently. “And I won’t leave.”
Ye Sihan’s dark eyes fixed on her like a hawk, silent as if trying to see through her soul.
“It’s true. Before I thought you wronged my mother, but now that I know the truth, what right do I have to escape?” Tang Yu’s mood was somber. “Whatever you do to me, I deserve it.”
Ye Sihan looked into her eyes deeply, then Xu Yu spoke, “Come here.”
Without thinking, Tang Yu moved closer, straddling Ye Sihan’s thighs, her eyes tremulously on his.
Ye Sihan lifted a hand to pinch her chin, “What should you do next?”
Tang Yu leaned in, puckered her lips softly against his thin ones, her moist eyes open, long eyelashes trembling.
She even parted her lips, gently nibbling on his.
Ye Sihan’s breathing grew rough, and his attractive Adam’s apple rolled with it.
Though Tang Yu’s movements were clumsy, they had an unexpected effect.
She could already feel Ye Sihan’s terrible response.
Her heart raced—just from a kiss.
Ye Sihan’s face turned sour, he pushed her away, “Sit to the side.”
Tang Yu was surprised, not understanding why as if suddenly detested.
But she obediently stood up, her legs slipped, and she sat down hard—
“Ugh!” Ye Sihan grunted, his dark eyes profound.
“Sorry sorry!” Tang Yu scrambled to one side, shrinking into her seat, not daring to look at Ye Sihan.
The entire ride was silent and oppressive.
It wasn’t until the car stopped on the set that Tang Yu said goodbye and got out.
The car door shut, and Ye Sihan turned his face, his sharp gaze piercing through the window, resting on her slender figure.
The blood that had been boiling in his veins for the entire trip finally calmed.
Being so easily provoked by Tang Yu made his mood exceptionally irritable.
That night, Crown Bar!
Ye Sihan left KING Corporation and appeared at the bar nearly at midnight.
He went straight to a room upstairs in the bar, where there was a luxurious suite reserved for him.
The manager had been waiting and bowed respectfully as soon as the elevator door opened, “Good evening, Mr. Ye!”
“Bring a clean one over.”
