Ever since Ye Chen moved into the villa, he had never encountered this kind of situation before.
Thinking of the cold-faced Su Xiyue doing some strange things stealthily in her bedroom, Ye Chen's eyes emitted two sharp glows, his entire body somewhat overly excited.
If the people from Su Group heard their Ms. Su making such noises, the whole company would probably go into an uproar.
While Ye Chen was wildly imagining at the doorway, another sound came from inside the room, making him frown involuntarily.
Something was not right.
Although Su Xiyue tried her best to keep her voice low, Ye Chen still clearly heard the pain in her voice.
The look on Ye Chen's face subtly changed, and he quickly turned around and pushed open the door to Su Xiyue's room, only to see her, dressed in her pajamas, sitting at the desk, with both hands covering her stomach, her face full of agony, her delicate eyebrows deeply furrowed.
