Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs

Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Please Let Me Go Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Please Let Me Go Luo Bingbing could only stare, her brain frozen, her chest heaving with shock, “You two…” Once upon a time, she and Ye Sihan had sat on the sofa, deliberately letting the makeup artist Tang Yu see them.

No need to knock on the door either.

But nothing could compare to the shock she was experiencing now.

Ye Sihan seemed to only just notice someone had come in, his piercing gaze sweeping over, his voice low and hoarse, “Get out.”

Luo Bingbing’s face turned red and white in turns, “It was… Aunt Lin who asked me to come, how can you treat me like this?”

Tang Yu in his arms twitched, coming to her senses after a brief faint, she lifted her face to meet Ye Sihan’s inscrutable dark eyes. Realizing something, she turned her head and saw Luo Bingbing standing at the door, glaring at her with a look so hateful she seemed to wish her dead.

Tang Yu let out a scared yelp, quickly turning her face away and lowering her head.

Her fear was not because of Luo Bingbing’s expression, but because of the sudden appearance of someone.

The state she was in and what she had just done with Ye Sihan must be quite obvious, right?

Yet Ye Sihan seemed to be oblivious to her mortification, lifting her chin and pressing his lips firmly against hers, kissing her tender lips fiercely as if trying to devour her.

Tang Yu gasped, turned her face away in resistance, and scrambled off him in a flurry, straightening her clothes as she ran out.

Gasping for air, she bolted from the club, her heart pounding against her chest.

Her legs felt weak as if she still hadn’t fully recovered from the lingering sensations.

After walking for a while, her mind finally cleared as the night breeze caressed her.

Ye Sihan had done it on purpose.

He had taken her to the private room at Cloud Club and let Luo Bingbing see them in that state.

His goal was to have Luo Bingbing give up on him.

Ye Sihan certainly didn’t care about Luo Bingbing, a minor celebrity; he was mainly trying to deal with Lin Shuhuan.

At the time, Tang Yu had heard Luo Bingbing mention ‘Aunt Lin’ in her groggy state.

Luo Bingbing, standing inside the private room, watched as Ye Sihan wiped his hands with a wet towel and noticed a large puddle of water at his feet.

She was struck to the core.

Where was she lacking compared to Tang Yu? This was nothing short of humiliation!

After wiping his hands, Ye Sihan got up and left indifferently.

Luo Bingbing suddenly felt an endless sense of grievance, and called Lin Shuhuan, “Aunt Lin, I… I’m afraid I can’t be with Sihan anymore. I just saw him with Tang Yu, and they were doing those intimate things…”

Tang Yu kept walking, and a car stopped beside her, exuding a sharp sense of the night.

The car door opened automatically, and Ye Sihan’s body sank into the black seat, almost becoming one with it.

“Get in.”

“The subway is just ahead, I can take the subway…” Tang Yu’s words stopped abruptly as the increasingly sharp gaze made her unable to continue.

She obediently got into the car.

Before she could sit down, she was pulled over by a force—
“Ah!” Tang Yu landed on Ye Sihan’s strong, muscular thigh with a thump.

She could distinctly feel the contours of the muscles on his thigh.

Hard, hot, seeping through the fabric, sending her into an inner turmoil.

“Mr. Ye, don’t…”

“Don’t want to?” Ye Sihan pinched her chin, forcing her to face his imposing black orbs, his voice husky, “Just now, my fingers were about to melt.”

Tang Yu’s face was extremely uncomfortable, lacking confidence, “It’s not like that…”
“Then prove it to me.” Ye Sihan said, and threw the person on top of him down—
“Ah!” Tang Yu lay back on the leather seat, her eyes wide and startled as she instinctively tried to fend him off. The next second, a large palm clamped down on her head, her only form of resistance being her futilely struggling legs, “Mr. Ye, please let me go…”
“Just satisfied with yourself, huh?” Ye Sihan’s breath was heavy, his black eyes clouded with dark clouds.

“I didn’t…” Tang Yu shook her head in panic.

Just like Ye Sihan said, this wasn’t the first time.

Having a second time wouldn’t matter much, might as well have been bitten by a dog.

She was only worried that the scar on her stomach was far more serious than losing her virtue.

Should she be relieved that she was wearing a dress?

The man above enveloped her slender body, waiting to possess her, to tear her apart like prey.

At the critical moment, Ye Sihan’s phone began to vibrate.

Ye Sihan’s expression immediately turned dark and terrifying.

Beneath him, Tang Yu was biting her lip, her tears streaming down her trembling form.

Ye Sihan pulled out his phone from the inner pocket, and his eyebrows slightly furrowed upon seeing the caller ID.

Then, grabbing Tang Yu’s waist with one hand, he answered the phone in his usual deep voice, “Aunt Lin.”

“I know you don’t like me meddling in your personal matters, and I don’t intend to. But whoever you choose for a woman, it just can’t be Tang Yu!” Lin Shuhuan said anxiously. “Sihan, I’m at the Ye Mansion now. If you don’t believe me, I can show you something.”

Tang Yu was dropped off at the entrance of the residential area and thanked Ye Sihan. She watched as the car drove away, disappearing into the night.

That was close. If it hadn’t been for that phone call in the car just now, she would have already been thoroughly possessed by Ye Sihan.

Only… who was on the phone? Whoever it was had the power to make Ye Sihan, who was on the verge of taking action, stop.

It must have been something urgent, forcing him to go deal with it.

Anyway, it had nothing to do with her. All that mattered was that she hadn’t been possessed by him.

The Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the Ye Mansion, and Ye Sihan got out and headed for the hall.

Indeed, Lin Shuhuan was already there, looking anxious.

Seeing Ye Sihan and not Tang Yu, her heart settled.

After Ye Sihan sat down, he crossed his long legs, exuding the oppressive aura of someone in charge, casually unbuttoning the top button at his neckline, his sexy Adam’s apple protruding, trembling as he spoke, “What do you want to show me?”

“Here.” Lin Shuhuan opened her phone gallery and handed it to him.

In the photos, Tang Yu was depicted leaving a dessert shop and having a harmonious meal at a restaurant with Yu Zhaohui.

Scrolling further, Tang Yu also visited the residence of Ye Xianghua.

Lin Shuhuan said, “Tang Yu is not just anyone; she is the only biological daughter of Yu Zhaohui. Now you understand why I hate Tang Yu so much and don’t want her around you, right? She’s Yu Zhaohui’s daughter, mother and daughter of the same ilk!”

Ye Sihan’s eyes narrowed, fixated on the photographs on the phone, his whole being seemingly engulfed by darkness, extremely sinister.

“It was because of this reason that I forced Yuli to break up with her by threatening with death. This woman is too frightening, perhaps even more scheming than Yu Zhaohui’s. Think about it, why after being dumped by Yuli, could she immediately find her way to you? Could it have been planned all along? Moreover, I found out that Tang Yu’s ability to study abroad was financially supported by Yu Zhaohui in the background.”

Ye Sihan lifted his dark gaze, his eyes cold and filled with destructive desire.

“Sihan, you know best how your mother died with resentment. If you still want to be with Tang Yu, I have nothing to say,” Lin Shuhuan said, took her phone back, and left.