Translator: Henyee Translations
Editor: Henyee Translations
He had a smirk on his seductive handsome face that could actually send shivers down people’s bones.
He walked slowly from the stairway.
Xia Changyue tensed up upon seeing him.
She froze like a statue at her bedroom door.
“Young Master Chi,” the butler walked forward, greeted him, and bowed.
Yan Chengchi walked past the butler as if he didn’t hear him at all. He walked straight to Xia Changyue’s door and looked at her tiny face.
The two of them stood still for a while. Xia Changyue looked into his deep black eyes and felt so nervous that she forgot to breathe.
Just as she was about to take a step back, Yan Chengchi grabbed her waist suddenly and brought her into his arms.
“Ah…”
Xia Changyue was startled by his actions and screamed instinctively.
She smelled a strong scent of alcohol immediately.
He drank?
Did he return to the villa tonight because he was drunk?
Xia Changyue bit her lips and pondered if she should remind him “nicely” that his bedroom was next door?
Yan Chengchi suddenly released her while she was hesitating. He walked past her and went straight into her room. He loosened his tie and prepared to walk to the bathroom.
“This is my room, Yan Chengchi!” Xia Changyue was so taken aback, so she forgot that she was afraid. She rushed forward and blocked him.
“…”
Yan Chengchi halted, narrowed his eyes, and said, “What did you just call me?”
“You are drunk, Yan Chengchi. I can get you back to your room… Ah!”
Yan Chengchi suddenly grabbed hold of her shoulders while turning and pressing her against the wall before she could even finish speaking. He lowered his head and bit her neck.
His massive body trapped her between the wall and his chest, unable to move a single inch.
He only let go of her slowly until Xia Changyue smelt the scent of blood. There was a hint of sarcasm in his seductive smell.
“Didn’t you call me President Yan at the production unit? Why are you calling me by my full name now?” His finger glided across her chin nonchalantly and tilted her face up.
There was a scary gleam in his deep black eyes.
“I like it when you call me President Yan. Call me that again.”
His tone sounded weird.
“…”
Xia Changyue bit her lips. She knew he was being sarcastic, but she didn’t dare to talk back.
She nervously looked at him with her bright eyes.
“I thought you do not wish for anyone to know our relationship. That’s why I address you so.”
“What relationship do we have?” Yan Chengchi interrupted her suddenly with ridicule in his eyes. His fingers squeezed her chin hardly as he sneered like the devil himself.
“Xia Changyue, you really know how to flatter yourself.”
“…”
She had never been able to handle his sarcasm.
“Do you really want to have a relationship with me so badly? I shall oblige then.” Yan Chengchi grabbed her wrist, pulled her into the bathroom, and slammed the door.
He placed her hand on his chest and said, “Remove it.”
“…”
“Do you understand human language, or do I have to show you the contract?” Yan Chengchi’s expression became ominous when he saw the rejection on her face.
Did she hate getting close to him?”
If he was An Chenxu, would she throw herself at him eagerly?
Yan Chengchi felt as if someone had lit a fire in his chest when he thought of this possibility.
His seductive eyes flickered, and he lowered his head and caught her lips.
“Hmm…”