Chapter 22 - I Remember That Scent! 3
Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let's Get Married
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
She swiftly took a step back. âI couldnât possibly tell you what he owes me, now could I? Even if I told you, would you be able to repay me on his behalf?â
Wu Fangâs was intrigued. âWell...that depends on what it is. Try me. For example...â
Yan Qingsi smiled. âFor example, sleeping with someone, then putting on your pants and disappearing quietly the next day? I donât really care if the son-of-a-b*tch doesnât pay for the room, but he even took away my cell phone. Are you able to manage this kind of debt?â
Those words...contained too much lurid information. Wu Fang found everything hard to stomach and realizing that it...was not an easy debt to manage indeed.
Wu Fang rubbed his nose and asked, âAre you sure itâs our CEO Yue?â
âIf heâs not the b*stard Iâm looking for, who could it be then? You?â
Wu Fang looked at Yan Qingsi from head to toe. âBrave maiden, this one. But Iâm really curious about what she said. Is Yue Tingfeng short on money? That heâd sleep with someone without footing the bill, and even steal their phone?â
He muttered apprehensively, âWell, Iâm not that much of a b*stard...â
The bare minimum that he would do was pay for the roomâif not in full, then at least in partâwhen he hooked up with a lady friend.
Wu Fang spotted someone and shouted, âSpecial Assistant Jiang...this ladyâs looking for CEO Yue.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Jiang Lai caught sight of Yan Qingsi the second he went out of the elevator. Try as he may, his attempt to hide from her failed as his own colleague ratted him out.
With no other choice but to stop and turn around, his eyes met with Yan Qingsiâs ink-like pupils.
Yan Qingsi made a come-hither movement toward Jiang Lai. Her fair and delicate fingers coupled with her red-painted nails were so alluring that they could enchant anyoneâs soul.
Jiang Lai sighed and walked over. âMiss Qingsi, itâs been a while.â
A numb scalp characterized every interaction he had with her, though it was more out of fear than loathing.
Yan Qingsi smiled, âNot bad. You still remember me even though itâs been three years since we last met. Seems like I still have a place...in your heart. Bring me to Yue Tingfeng.â
Her expression suggested that he was in a bit of a pickle. âCEO Yueâs in a meeting. How about another day...â
A change of date was scarcely in her plans. âWhat does his meeting have to do with me? I want to see him.â
As much as Jiang Lai wanted to put on a poker face, it was not something he could readily do in front of Yan Qingsi. âYou... Please donât put this burden on me...â
Yan Qingsi nodded. âSure, sure. I wonât burden you. Just send a message to him. This sl*t isnât someone he can just sleep with as he pleases. He even f*cking stole my phone. His wealthiness mustâve made him go nuts...â
Jiang Lai ears were thoroughly red, for he was being rebuked so severely inside the confines of the company that he worked for. Although the castigation was not directed at him, he still felt its humiliating effects.
âIn that case...Iâll make a call.â
Jiang Lai picked up the phone and dialed a number. âHey, CEO Yue...â
Barely three words were spoken and his hand was empty, the phone having been snatched away by Yan Qingsi.
She placed it to her ear and said sarcastically, âDid you sleep well last night, Uncle? You disappeared as soon as the sun got up. Were you really that worried that Iâll ask you to pay for the room? In the three years since we last met, donât you think that my body is still as sexy as ever? Is your mouth sore from biting me the whole night? Do you want me to give you a kiss?â