Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Yu Yuehan, I am currently a highly popular treasure with more than 100 million yuan of family assets. I am scared, you must hug me tightly!”
“…”
“Nian Xiaomu, you gained weight.”
“Eh???”
“I am hinting for you to get off my back, otherwise you will have to bear the consequences.”
“Tsk!” Nian Xiaomu realized a particular someone’s change in mood and was so intimidated that she scrambled to get off his body. Then, she sat beside him obediently.
She did not move and instantly became silent.
However, she could not control her huge, glistening eyes as she continued to steal glances at the spacing between his legs.
She could not help it and asked, “Can’t you control your little brother?”
Yu Yuehan replied calmly without a single bit of irritation, “It only listens to you. Do you want to appease it?”
“…”!!
No way, she couldn’t do it!
They’d better talk proper business!
“Mo Kun’s current reaction was similar to what we had expected. What’s our next step?” Nian Xiaomu asked humbly.
She had originally done so to change the topic. However, Yu Yuehan turned around to take a glance at her instead and proceeded to pinch her chin with his long fingers.
He tilted his body slightly and leaned toward her.
As his thin lips parted slightly, he said, “Do what you are best in doing.”
Nian Xiaomu replied, “Eh?”
Yu Yuehan collected his gaze. “Make yourself shine, just like you did when you first entered the Yu Corporation!”
“…”
Nian Xiaomu nodded her head obediently. Surviving in the business industry was a piece of cake to her; what was worrying her right now was Tan Bengbeng, who had been taken away by Qi Yan.
“Do you think Qi Yan will bully Bengbeng? For some reason, I don’t feel assured even though he is pretty nice to her. Don’t judge her based on her gloomy and quiet personality, she is actually someone who values relationships greatly…”
Yu Yuehan’s temple hurt the moment the person beside him started to nag.
This time around, however, his head hurt because he was angry.
As he reached out to cover her mouth, he pulled her toward his chest. Gritting his teeth, he said, “Don’t let me hear the words ‘Tan Bengbeng’ coming from your mouth again. My head hurts!”
“Bengbeng did not offend you in any way, why are you forbidding me from mentioning her? She even risked her own safety and accompanied Qi Yan back, just so she could dispense the antidote for grandpa. The impression that I have of Qi Yan is similar to that of a wolf, and I know he would surely take the chance to bully Bengbeng… Ah!”
Yu Yuehan had successfully covered her mouth.
The world was peaceful again.
On the private island that was far away from City N.
The sea breeze swept past the surface of the seawater, producing layers and layers of ripples, reflecting silver-white rays under the gleaming sunlight.
With a whoosh, the ripples fell back into the seawater and the cycle continued.
Not too far away from the sea sat an island. The only house on that island seemed to have blended well into the still, serene seawater too.
Outside the window, sounds of crashing waves filled the air.
Inside the house, however, was extreme silence.
The closer to the master bedroom, the more silent it was.
Such silence continued for quite some time before the bedroom door suddenly flung open from inside.
Wearing a set of white-colored casual wear, the white hoodie on Qi Yan’s body made his devilish face seem a little more decent.
A pair of gold-rimmed glasses sat on the bridge of his nose.
He had tucked both his hands in the pocket of his pants.
At the moment the door flung open, he was leaning his entire body on the wall; he displayed an exhausted, yet languid demeanor.
He seemed to be incapable of simply standing straight.
When he realized that Tan Bengbeng was not waiting for him outside, he knitted his eyebrows and he straightened his body immediately.
He popped his head out and took a vigilant glance outside.
The still air seemed to be telling him that he was the only one there and that no second person was present.
Where was she?
