Chapter 122: Chapter 122: It’s Just You and in This Room
Ye Shuqing cleared her throat and answered the call.
“Miss Ye, it’s already nine o’clock,” Guan Jiu’s respectful voice rang out. “Young Master Sheng asked to remind you that it’s ti to co ho.”
Ye Shu’s heart trembled again, the warmth of soone waiting at ho comforting her imnsely.
She pursed her lips, feigning annoyance, “If Mr. Sheng wants to co ho, he should tell himself, not always send soone else to do his bidding—how insincere!”
“Miss Ye, I’m afraid that’s not possible today. At this hour, Young Master Sheng should have already boarded his flight,” Guan Jiu cautiously phrased.
“Boarded a flight? To where?” Ye Shu blurted out, and after asking, felt that sothing was amiss.
It felt like a wife questioning the whereabouts of her husband.
Ye Shu’s cheeks started to burn slightly.
“Han City…”
“Damn it! Just like Sun Nanjue, his good buddy, has the sa character—all playboys who toy with won!” Ye Shu didn’t know where the anger ca from and just exploded.
Guan Jiu on the other end was stupefied. He had never heard Ye Shu curse before.
In his mory, Ye Shu had always been graceful and dignified, even her insults devoid of crude language.
What is happening today?
Guan Jiu was about to open his mouth to ask when Ye Shu abruptly hung up the phone.
After the line went dead, Ye Shu imdiately regretted it. What was she doing?
Even when she saw Gu Zuocheng and Ye Xinyu’s affair, she hadn’t been so irritable.
Now, she had completely lost her composure in front of Guan Jiu.
Ye Shu fiercely scratched her curly long hair.
She always thought she was strong enough, but repeatedly found that in front of Sheng Shaochen, the Great Demon King, her cultivation was still far from adequate.
Ye Shu slapped her own face forcefully, took a deep breath, deep breath…
“Nan Jue… Sun Nanjue…”
Behind her, from the large bed, ca Ou Linlin’s drunken sleep-talk.
Ye Shu frowned, tightened her grip on the collection of clippings, and dialed Sun Nanjue’s number.
“Where are you?” As soon as the call connected, Ye Shu asked coldly.
“Little Shushu? What’s up so late at night?” Sun Nanjue hesitated upon hearing Ye Shu’s voice, followed by a woman’s coquettish voice, “Annoying, who’s calling?”
Ye Shu was about to explode with rage.
This Sun Nanjue, really a motherfucking scumbag.
“Quit the crap, give your address!”
“What’s going on, Little Shushu?”
“If you don’t tell , I’ll imdiately call Young Master Sheng to have the entire city searched for you!” Ye Shu was truly furious, using Sheng Shaochen as leverage against Sun Nanjue.
Sun Nanjue hurriedly said, “Don’t, don’t, I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you, I’m at Lijiang Club, private room number 8…”
Damn it! Even for an affair, couldn’t they go sowhere far away! Ou Linlin was really blind, idolizing this kind of man for so many years.
Ye Shu pinned up her long hair and went straight to Lijiang Club, private room number 8.
When she arrived, Sun Nanjue was neatly dressed, sitting on the sofa, waiting for Ye Shu.
Looking like a good grandson, it irritated Ye Shu even more.
She slamd the collection of clippings that Ou Linlin had painstakingly amassed over ten years in front of Sun Nanjue, then sank into the sofa across from him, staring at him with cold eyes.
She scanned the surroundings with a scrutinizing gaze.
Sun Nanjue scratched his head awkwardly, “There’s no one else in this room, Little Shushu, what’s this?” he said, reaching out to flip through the clipping collection.
Ye Shu withdrew her gaze and stared coldly at him, as if she could bore a hole through him, “This clipping collection docunts the ten-year journey of Ou Linlin’s unrequited love for you.”
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