Ye Qilan drove away from Qingmu Garden, aimlessly wandering the streets. He found that no matter how big the city was, there was nowhere for him to go.
His ho was in Qingmu Garden, and his woman was also in Qingmu Garden; only there did he feel a sense of belonging.
In fact, he had been wandering in the Void Space for two lifetis, long accustod to a lonely life. Recently, back at Su Hongxing’s side, he was living a normal life, so much so that now he was unused to being alone.
Away from Su Hongxing, Ye Qilan was like a fallen leaf without roots.
He could stay by Su Hongxing’s side all day, doing nothing, just watching her was enough.
Away from Su Hongxing, he felt empty, even fearful.
Seeing Su Hongxing call him, he was happy for a mont, but after the happiness ca bewildernt.
In the past, he only wished to return to her side, but once he did, he wished she would love him wholeheartedly. People are always greedy, the abyss of desire has no end.
Finally, he drove to The Red House, intending to spend the night there.
Manager Chen knew Ye Qilan was visiting and imdiately greeted him personally: "Mr. Ye, have you made an appointnt with a guest?"
Ye Qilan stared blankly at the bustling clubhouse, montarily unaccustod to such flashy and extravagant surroundings.
"Mr. Ye?" Manager Chen called out again when Ye Qilan didn’t respond.
Ye Qilan snapped back, "Old Chen, get so wine to Hongxing Pavilion."
Manager Chen looked troubled: "Beichuan is in Hongxing Pavilion..."
Ye Qilan looked at Manager Chen: "Hongxing Pavilion is my private room; no one is allowed in without my permission."
"Yes, Mr. Ye, I’ll handle it imdiately." Manager Chen dared not delay and hurried to Hongxing Pavilion, planning a way to dismiss Beichuan.
Ye Qilan sat down at the bar and had just ordered a drink when a stunning woman sat down next to him: "This gentleman looks very familiar." She found him remarkably similar to the famous Ye Qilan of Taicheng, so handso that it made her heart flutter.
Ye Qilan glanced at the attractive woman and then disdainfully looked away. How could soone so unattractive have the nerve to try seducing n, he thought, shaless.
"Sir, shall we et tonight?" The alluring woman said, intentionally pushing out her voluptuous chest.
Ye Qilan looked straight ahead and took a sip of his drink. His indifference only fueled the woman’s desire to conquer. If she could share a mont of intimacy with a man like him, it would be a win for her.
She subtly moved closer to Ye Qilan, and he caught a whiff of her overpowering perfu, making him miss the fresh soap scent of Su Hongxing.
His wife didn’t usually wear makeup or strange perfus, embodying the most pure and enchanting aroma.
The alluring woman noticed a softening in Ye Qilan’s cold deanor. His profile looked particularly gentle, giving her the courage to place her hand on his arm: "Handso..."
Ye Qilan snapped out of his reverie sharply, pushing the woman away.
The woman, sitting on a barstool, toppled over along with the stool when Ye Qilan pushed her, landing on the ground with her limbs splayed. Dressed skimpily, her tight skirt tore, leaving her exposed, drawing the attention and mockery of onlooking n.
Ye Qilan didn’t spare a glance at the fallen woman and was about to leave.
The woman, enduring the pain, scrambled to cover her exposed parts and yelled, "Hey, stop right there!"
Ye Qilan never looked back, and the woman scread out of control, "Whoever stops him, I’ll sleep with him tonight!"
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