Chapter 215: Negotiation
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Affluent neighborhood of Jinxiu Gardens.
In a luxurious villa, a handso young man was holding a bowl of black Chinese dicine.
He was frowning as he brought it to Ye Caitang’s mouth.
“Ti for your dicine.”
“Dr. Du—my concierge doctor—said that drinking this dicine will help your voice recover.”
The handso young man placed a straw into the bowl of Chinese dicine and said to Ye Caitang,
“Drink it yourself.”
He liked her looks, and her courageous and chivalrous personality, but…
He did not have the patience to feed this little lass spoon by spoon.
Ye Caitang did not argue. After drinking the bitter Chinese dicine in one go with the straw, she hurriedly opened her red lips and mouthed:
“Excuse , have you seen my cell phone? I have sothing very important; I need to contact soone.”
Other than his status as an actor who had won the Best Actor, the handso young man had other hidden identities. He could read lips, but pretended to be puzzled.
“I’m sorry, I don’t understand what you’re saying.”
Ye Caitang:
She wanted to make a gesture with her hands, but… She had broken the fall— from a great height—of a girl about her age with her arms. Her slender arms had been crushed and were in casts now.
Ye Caitang sighed silently in her heart and could only force herself to speak.
Every word that she spoke, it was like she was the little rmaid in the fairy tale… Her soft feet were stepping on the tip of a knife.
The excruciating pain was indescribable.
After taking a deep breath, Ye Caitang said—word by word—with difficulty,
“Lend… Lend… … your… cell… phone… Is… is that okay?”
The handso young man curled his lips and rejected.
Ye Caitang:
She was silent for a mont before asking,
“W-why not?”
“Cell phones are private. So many boyfriends and husbands are unwilling to let their own wives and girlfriends touch their cell phones.” The handso young man said matter-of-factly.
“How can I hand over my cell phone to a stranger?”
Hearing this, three black lines suddenly appeared on Ye Caitang’s forehead. ‘ She could not refute this.
After a mont of silence, Ye Caitang tried to go at it in a different way.
“Then, can I… ask… ask you to… help … make… a call… please?”
“I’m sorry, my cell phone is out of battery.” The handso young man said in all seriousness as he deliberately turned off his cell phone.
Heh… He was not going to let this elven princess escape from his world.
Ye Caitang looked at the young man’s black screen suspiciously. But, her hands were in casts and she could not move them, so she could only keep her doubts to herself.
The handso young man took off his black punk jacket—picked up an orange —and started to peel it.
In an instant, the air was filled with the fresh zesty fragrance of the orange.
The fresh zesty fragrance of the oranges made Ye Caitang—the little foodie— swallow her saliva uncontrollably.
She really wanted to eat it, but when she looked at the casts on her arms… She silently turned her head away, not daring to look at the tempting orange.
In order to divert her attention, she took a deep breath and moved her red lips again with difficulty.
Although it hurt to speak and she was a little rusty, she realized that after saying it a few more tis, she could speak more smoothly.
“Please… Please… After… After the cell phone is charged, please help … help make a call, okay?”
The handso young man who was peeling the orange had a delphic smile on his handso and flirtatious face..
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