Sweet And Refreshing: Ravished By The Chief A 100 Times

Chapter 7: Incomplete Sketch 2

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

“Woman, let me warn you for the last time. Put down the drawing now and I will let you leave. Otherwise, the consequence is definitely not something that you can endure,” Ye Ming threatened. Yang Yuxi sneered in her heart. She only asked him to move back and he really took her for a three-year-old kid. If she were to put down the drawing now, could she still leave this place? That failure was not something that she could endure.

After stepping out of the villa carefully, Yang Yuxi requested Ye Ming to stand at a spot. She then carried the drawing to a faraway place from that spot. When Ye Ming was about to leave her line of sight, she then put down the drawing and fled away at lightning speed.

At the sight of Yang Yuxi putting down the drawing, Ye Ming quickly dashed away. Holding the drawing carefully in his hands, he glanced at the direction in which Yang Yuxi disappeared. However, he did not chase after her. Instead, he carefully brought the sketch to his study room. He only heaved a sigh of relief after he confirmed that there was not a single trace of damage on the drawing. At the same time, a beam of cold lights streaked across his eyes.

No one dared to treat him in such a way before! Never! His status was so noble and precious. There were countless people who feared him and curried favors with him for the fear of angering him. However, this damn woman actually dared to bite, kick, and threaten him. She even made him surrender and apologize. It was simply unforgivable.

“Woman, you won’t be able to escape.” After glancing at the mess in the room, Ye Ming gnashed his teeth in silence. There was a cold and sinister shine on his pearly white teeth. His gloomy eyes looked out of the window. If this woman did all of this to arouse his interest, he had to admit that she had succeeded greatly. However, the consequences… They had to be something that she could endure.

Pondering deeply, Ye Ming took out his phone and dialed a number. The number belonged to his best friend, Zhao Xingji. He needed an explanation for today’s events.

In a luxurious VIP private room of the Star Cloud Private Clubhouse, a fat man clad in bright clothes and a cold and aloof young man were seated opposite each other. The fragrance of tea filled the room. A woman wearing a cheongsam was standing by one side and serving the two of them tea with her slender and fair hands.

“Fatty, why did you look for me?” The cold and aloof young man asked. His name was Luo Yuncan. He, Ye Ming, and the fatty, Zhao Xingji, were all childhood playmates and good friends. The Luo family and the Zhao family were two of the nine affiliated family clans of the country, who were connected to the Ye family.

Zhao Xingji gave a mysterious smile. He glanced at the woman in cheongsam. Having understood his intent, the latter bowed and left the room sensibly. Zhao Xingji then whispered a few words into Luo Yuncan’s ears. “Are you mad?” After hearing Zhao Xingji’s words, Luo Yuncan was wide-eyed and tongue-tied. After some time, he then said, “Do you know what day it is today?”

“Of course I know, “Zhao Xingji said. “You know and you still dared to send a woman over? Don’t you know that Young Master Ming won’t see anyone on this day? He even ordered to clear out all the helpers in the villa. What are you trying to do by sending a woman over there?” Luo Yuncan said.

“It has been three years. Boss Ming keeps thinking about an illusory woman. I don’t think this should continue. Coincidentally, I know a celebrity who is a former teacher in my company. Since Boss Ming has a thing for teachers, I sent her over to relieve his boredom,” Zhao Xingji chuckled and said.

“Relieve his boredom? Young Master Ming can get any kind of woman that he wants. Does he need you to make such unnecessary arrangements for him? Don’t blame me for not reminding you. Start preparing your funeral.” Luo Yuncan snorted before getting up to leave.

“I don’t think it’s that bad…” Zhao Xingji said, pulling a long face. Upon hearing Luo Yuncan’s words, he felt his hair standing without an apparent reason. Seemingly, he had a premonition that something bad was about to happen.