After speaking, Ye Nuanxi straightened the collar of her shirt and turned to leave. However, before she could even take a step, her wrist was gripped from behind by the man, his tight voice conveyed word by word from behind, "Who is he?"
"Who is that man?!"
"Whoever he is, he's not you!"
Ye Nuanxi didn't turn around; she feared that if she did, the strength she had barely been holding together would completely crumble, "Anyway, he's both handsome and rich... with a great body!"
Having said that, Ye Nuanxi forcefully shook off the man's grip on her wrist and ran off as if she was escaping, leaving Lu Liansheng with his eyes wide in shock, motionless as he watched her departing figure.
Not far away, in the backseat of the black Rolls-Royce, the man in a grey shirt sat quietly with an earpiece in. His stunningly handsome features betrayed no emotion, only the hint of a smile deepening between his brows…
"Mr. Huo, we can go now..."
"Inform her to come over again tonight!"
The driver in the front hadn't finished speaking when the man coldly interrupted him, but his words were directed at Lin Feng, the assistant in the front passenger seat.
"Her?"
She has to come again?
Hearing this, Lin Feng could hardly believe his own ears, so excited that he almost crawled over from the passenger seat, "Young master, are you talking about Miss Ye Nuanxi?"
Lin Feng had grown up in the Huo family since he was a child; starting as a study companion and now serving as Huo Beichen's assistant, he was technically a subordinate but was practically a half-brother, and he understood Huo Beichen very well.
"Did I ask you to find other women?"
Huo Beichen answered with a question. His long fingers unconsciously went to where the cufflink should have been on his shirt sleeve, his deep, lazy voice lacking any warmth, "Also, my cufflink disappeared last night!"
"Yes, I'll find it right away!"
Huo Beichen's intentions were crystal clear to Lin Feng, but this time…
"Young master, do you suspect Miss Ye took your cufflink?" Lin Feng felt uneasy saying it, "But even if Miss Ye is currently so destitute that she climbs into your bed, she's still born into wealth, unlikely to take even one of your cufflinks, right?"
"Besides, as precious as that cufflink is, it can't save her brother lying in the hospital burning through cash, can it?"
Huo Beichen: "..."
What does he mean by she's so destitute that she climbs into his bed? Is he implying that if she weren't destitute, she'd not deign to be in his bed?
But...
Indeed!
Countless women have yearned for his bed. To exaggerate, just by his word, the women waiting to get into his bed could line up and circle the capital. But she's the only exception…
Anyway, handsome and rich!
The woman's words kept wandering and amplifying in his mind until, after a long while, the man's lips curved into a slight arc, "Who said I told you to ask her for the cufflink?"
"The cufflink is in the room we were in last night. Dig three feet into the ground if you have to, but find it for me!"
Lin Feng: "..."
"No way, young master, am I seeing things?"
Lin Feng rubbed his eyes forcefully, making sure he wasn't mistaken, "You're actually smiling, young master. If the old lady and your mother knew, they'd probably be so happy they wouldn't be able to sleep!"
It's been so many years; ever since that incident, the young master hadn't smiled again. Even such a slight curve was a miracle for him. Musing this, Lin Feng spoke to himself, "I should report this to the old lady and your mother, to give them a bit of joy!"
"I think you should report to them how you encouraged me not to date and to look for a surrogate mother instead!"
Lin Feng: "..."
Damn, was it him who told him not to date?
Why is he being wrongfully accused?
But then again... who asks the young master?