C16 The Night of Their Marriage

Ye Jianjia's eyes widened in disbelief. It was her wedding night with Mu Tingsu, and this wild man had the audacity to... blatantly seduce her?

The man said, "Stick with me, and I'll make sure you're happy..."

"Not in your wildest dreams!" she thought, appalled at his shamelessness.

"Don't be so quick to reject me," he said, his gaze suggestive. "You 'accidentally' wandered into my room. Could it be for..."

"Get over yourself, you jerk!" she snapped.

"Jerk?" He lowered his head, his lips inching closer to hers. "Seems I need to live up to your name-calling..."

Feeling his warm breath closing in, Ye Jianjia fought back the impulse to slap him hard, reminding herself that she didn't yet know who he was. She had to consider other ways out.

She turned her face to avoid his proximity and closed her eyes, deciding to take a risk. She blurted out, "I am Mu Tingsu's wife! You know exactly what kind of man he is. Even if he doesn't love me, I'm still his wife legally. If you lay a finger on me, he'll have your head when he wakes up!"

One second, two seconds passed... The anticipated impropriety never came; the room was suddenly enveloped in silence.

Ye Jianjia slowly opened her eyes... only to find the man's attractive face still uncomfortably close!

Startled, she exclaimed, "You..."

"In the future..." he said, fixing her with a look as a sly smile played on his lips, "eat less garlic."

Ye Jianjia was baffled. The subject had changed so abruptly... Wait, was he implying she had bad breath?

Before she could retort, he had already pulled away and stood up.

Ye Jianjia didn't have time to ponder his sudden change of behavior. As soon as she was free, she leaped out of bed and dashed out the door.

With a loud bang, she slammed the door shut behind her!

After catching her breath, Ye Jianjia realized why she had gone into the wrong room; she had mixed up the two rooms flanking the staircase.

"How odd, why does he seem somewhat familiar?" she pondered, brushing her teeth in the bathroom. Yet, the image of the man's face lingered in her mind.

She felt as though she had encountered this "wild man" somewhere before, but the memory eluded her.

"Perhaps he resembles a good-looking young guy..." Ye Jianjia had followed quite a few attractive celebrities over the years, and Fourth had fully embraced her appreciation for handsome men.

However, after this incident, sleep was the last thing on her mind. She resolved to spend the night editing her designs, intending to present a complete set of revised jewelry designs to her client the next day.

...

The man's long, attractive fingers held a lit cigarette, yet he never took a drag, allowing the smoke to curl around him. His strikingly beautiful face was marked by a habitual coldness, and his gaze drifted to the bed, now disheveled from the woman's presence, and he seemed momentarily lost in thought.

"Young Master." Ouyang Zhi rang the doorbell, his voice transmitting through the intercom.

"Come in." Mu Tingsu flicked the cigarette into an ashtray nearby.

Ouyang Zhi entered, casting a quick glance at him, "I just saw Ye..."

"She's gone."

Ouyang Zhi was somewhat taken aback, not by Ye Jianjia's departure, but by the young master's demeanor.

"If there's nothing else, you should get some rest." He turned to leave.

"Ouyang."

Ouyang Zhi paused, turning back to face him.

"Tomorrow, bring me Ye Jianjia's file... I want to review it again."

Ouyang Zhi thought to himself: So you didn't actually look at it before?

"Yes, Young Master."