Oath of Love

Chapter 43: This Villa is Your Cage (1)

Ye Chengwei just laughed and touched her face with a hand. An Ran didn’t have time to move back, so she turned her head. Ye Chengwei quickly grabbed her arm.

An Ran cried out in pain, but next, her mouth was sealed by Ye Chengwei’s warm lips.

Ye Chengwei pressed down the remote control and the tub started filling with water, bubbling. An Ran struggled but quickly gave in, responding nicely to Ye Chengwei’s kiss.

She knew that she couldn’t escape. She was his gift. He was enjoying it; she could only go along with it.

But Ye Chengwei suddenly grabbed her chin, expression cruel. “You’re so good at kissing now? Tell me, who did you kiss?”

An Ran’s eyes grew stubborn too. Smiling coldly, she said, “I don’t think this has anything to do with Young Master Ye.”

Ye Chengwei wasn’t weak. An Ran’s face slowly grew red and her breathing grew heavier too. The water in the tub was past her chest now.

Next, it reached her neck. An Ran’s expression became fearful and she started to twist her neck.

Ye Chengwei smiled faintly. Just as the water reached her mouth, he turned off the water, but An Ran’s face was already pale.

This demon!

An Ran took some deep breaths, leaning against the tub weakly.

Ye Chengwei slid into the tub. Shocked, An Ran shrunk and tried to retreat, but unfortunately, she was already against the wall of the tub. She couldn’t go any further.

Ye Chengwei extended his arm and pulled her into his arms.

An Ran’s eyes were pleading. “No…”

Ye Chengwei’s cold expression softened as he gently wrapped around An Ran’s thin frame.

“It’s just bathing, Miss An! You’re overthinking,” he said a bit sarcastically.

She was overthinking! An Ran was speechless.

“From now on, visit me once per week,” Ye Chengwei said like an order.

An Ran’s red lips opened slightly. Did she hear correctly? He wanted her to visit him!

“Young Master Ye, I think you got it wrong. I’m only accompanying you this once, not once per week.”

“You still have to repay your debt,” Ye Chengwei said slowly, suddenly becoming patient.

When he mentioned money, An Ran automatically became lower than him. “If you give me three months, I’ll definitely return the 200,000 yuan,” she whispered.

“Two hundred thousand?” Ye Chengwei arched an eyebrow, clearly unsatisfied with the number. He played with the hair by her ears. After a long while, he said, “Miss An, do you have a bad memory? You forgot about interest.”

Interest! An Ran’s blood ran cold. She remembered that she’d written that.

Clenching her jaw, she said, “How much? Calculate it.”

“Okay.” Ye Chengwei didn’t act polite. Resting his chin in his hands as if calculating, he said, “Miss An, we’re only regular friends, so I’ll have to calculate it with high interest.”

With high interest! Regular friends… Alright, they had nothing to do with anything with each other. Saying they were regular friends was too much too. An Ran clenched her jaw, wishing she could skin this demon. “Okay,” she said in a low voice.

She was still pretending to be strong.

Ye Chengwei smirked and started taking his time to calculate. “We know each other, so how about 50% interest?”

An Ran didn’t back down. She forced herself to say, “Okay.” She would just work at Royal Nightclub for a few months. She wouldn’t let this bastard look down on her.

“Okay. So, one month’s interest for 200,000 is 10,000. One year, it’s 120,000. Five years, it’s 600,000 yuan. That’s just pure interest. If we count the rolling interest…”