Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Feeling a Bit Under the Weather
Chapter 79 -79: Feeling a Bit Under the Weather
Ye Sihan was unpredictably moody, unfathomable, so that no one could entirely guess what was on his mind.
Moreover, being in a hotel always felt particularly dangerous.
“Feeling better?” Ye Sihan’s low and coercive voice resonated.
Tang Yu instinctively tightened her grip on the knife and fork, desperately trying to control her trembling heart as she steadied herself to reply, “I’m still a bit uncomfortable, you were too forceful…”
As soon as she finished speaking, a dinner knife from Ye Sihan’s side that hadn’t been used was stretched over, landing under Tang Yu’s jaw and slightly lifting it.
The skin under Tang Yu’s jaw tensed from the cold touch of the metal, but what was more alarming was that it was a dinner knife.
Even though it was blunt, with Ye Sihan’s strength, splitting her throat would be effortlessly easy.
Therefore, she stiffened her body, daring not to move a muscle.
“Want compensation, hm?” Ye Sihan’s piercing eyes, like black holes, locked onto her gaze.
“I didn’t mean that.” Tang Yu knew that the first time, she had received a million from Ye Sihan as compensation.
Now, being kissed, it felt ironic.
“You do have some self-awareness,” Ye Sihan’s eyes were ice-cold. “If I want it, you will obediently spread your legs for me.”
Tang Yu nervously swallowed, her voice low, “…do you like my body with stretch marks? Didn’t you say it was disgusting?”
After she finished, she felt the knife at her jaw pressing slightly harder, which frightened her so much that her body involuntarily jerked upward.
She regretted why she had said that—wasn’t it provoking?
Provoking Ye Sihan was akin to seeking death.
“If it’s free, why not take it?” There wasn’t a trace of warmth in Ye Sihan’s eyes, as if he were looking not at a person, but at his object to vent on.
“Yes, I understand,” Tang Yu turned obedient.
Ye Sihan indifferently withdrew the dinner knife, stood up, and left, his figure disappearing at the entrance of the restaurant.
Tang Yu’s body relaxed, her hand gripping the utensils was sweating coldly.
She set down the utensils and wiped her palms with a napkin.
She reminded herself not to touch Ye Sihan’s sore spots and not to resist being possessed by him.
After all, if she could endure for half a month, she would be able to leave Kyoto and escape from Ye Sihan’s clutches.
Ye Sihan got into the car, and the Rolls-Royce drove away.
No sooner had they exited the hotel’s gates than the driver braked suddenly.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Ye, someone ran out in front of us, let me check.” The driver opened the door and exited, only to see a woman sitting on the ground in front of the car, his tone icy, “Can’t you watch where you’re going?”
Tang Yifei lifted her face, innocence written all over it, “I’m sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose, I really didn’t see the car. I twisted my ankle, could you please take me to the hospital?”
Her exposed ankle was indeed swollen and red.
The bodyguard was thinking of what to do, when the man from the back seat got out of the car.
Ye Sihan walked over, looming above and looking down at her delicate face.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Ye, I didn’t know it was your car, I… I’m fine…” Tang Yifei struggled to get up, her foot touched the ground, and the stabbing pain made her unstable, “Ah!”
She fell against Ye Sihan’s body.
Then she stood up, her face reddening as she repeatedly said, “I’m so sorry, so sorry!”
Ye Sihan’s dark eyes were sharp and profound, impossible to read, and exuded a pressure that put people on edge.
Xu Yu’s thin lips curved slightly, “Get in the car.”
“Thank you… thank you, Mr. Ye!” Tang Yifei’s objective was achieved, and she followed Ye Sihan into the Rolls-Royce with hidden delight.
This was her first time in a Rolls-Royce.
Its grandeur made her fearful of moving carelessly.
“Um… since you’re with my sister, should I call you brother-in-law?” Tang Yifei’s voice was sweet.
Ye Sihan’s gaze was contained, revealing no emotion.
“Did you have a fight? My sister saw the text you sent her, and she looked very upset. If my sister did something wrong, I apologize to you on her behalf,” Tang Yifei sounded like the epitome of politeness and understanding.
Ye Sihan’s dark eyes lifted, intimidatingly deep, “She’s not qualified for that.”
Upon hearing that, Tang Yifei’s face immediately showed a bashful look. n𝚘vp𝚞𝚋.com
Ye Sihan meant that Tang Yu wasn’t qualified to have her apologize for her, right!
It suggested that Ye Sihan was interested in her.
While Tang Yu had been filming these past couple of days, she experienced a persistent dull pain in her abdomen.
It felt like her period was about to start.
By the afternoon, her aunt had arrived, four to five days early.
This had never happened before.
It must have been caused by the birth control pills, which could disrupt the balance of female hormones.
But on second thought, it was better to be early than late, which would have scared her.
She absolutely did not want to get pregnant with Ye Sihan’s child again!
“That’s a wrap!” Director Chun Ri shouted, “Dinner party tonight, main actors will join, Tang Yu, you’ll ride with us later.”
Tang Yu hesitated, “Director, can I not go? I’m not feeling well.”
Although the pain wasn’t severe, one does need to rest during their period.
Plus, she truly did not enjoy social gatherings.
“How can you not go? Others will have opinions,” the director thought she was making excuses. “It’s decided then.”
With no choice, Tang Yu was dragged into the car and headed for the bar.
They were going to Crown, a lavish hotspot in Kyoto.
Tang Yu had been there more than once and was familiar with the place.
They’d reserved a private room, where waiters filed in with food and drinks in tow.
“Wait a moment, the investors of our drama will join us,” the director said.
No sooner had he spoken than the door to the private room was pushed open by bodyguards, and Ye Sihan walked in.
Everyone in the room instantly stood up.
Who didn’t know of Ye Sihan’s status and position? In the face of such powerful capital, they were less than ants.
Tang Yu, standing behind another actress, saw Ye Sihan.
But upon seeing the sweet-looking woman beside Ye Sihan, she couldn’t help but be stunned.
Tang Yifei?
Why was she here? And appearing together with Ye Sihan?
What was their relationship?
The director, a known figure in the entertainment industry, still had to watch his manners in front of Ye Sihan, warmly welcoming him.
Only after Ye Sihan had taken his seat did everyone else dare to sit down.
Tang Yifei sat next to Ye Sihan, and everyone could make a fair guess at their relationship.
A regular woman wouldn’t be brought here.
“Carry on with your fun, don’t be constrained,” Ye Sihan said with a slight lift of his thin lips, sipping the drink in his glass.
The director and other staff then began drinking and chatting.
On the other side, the director discussed the drama’s investment and profits with Ye Sihan, roughly when they would wrap up shooting, and some of the subsequent promotions, among other things.
Sitting farthest away, Tang Yu sat in a corner hugging a cup of water, showing no intention of touching the alcohol.
Even though the atmosphere in the private room was starting to liven up, the presence of a ‘leader’ made a difference—they inevitably trod on eggshells.
She dared not so much as glance over at Ye Sihan.
Tang Yifei sat quietly beside Ye Sihan like a demure woman, with a sweet smile on her face.
As if Tang Yu didn’t even exist.
But Tang Yu thought, what did it matter what their relationship was? It was all irrelevant to her.
After three rounds of drinks, everyone’s courage grew.
Xiang Feiyu sat down beside Tang Yu and asked, “Why aren’t you drinking? Have a bit? I’ll pour it for you.”
“No, thanks,” Tang Yu saw the approach of the opposite sex and subconsciously tensed, glancing towards Ye Sihan. The distance between them and the contact with those abyss-like black pupils startled her into shrinking back. “I’m going to the restroom.”
With that, she got up and left.