Li Yuye carefully took care of her feelings, fearing that he might break the petite woman in his arms. Though he was usually emotionless, an intense fire now burned beneath his calm exterior.
Yun Zhiyi still had her wedding on her mind, unaware that her repeated entanglements with Li Yuye were destined to turn that event into a major catastrophe.
Outside the private suite, Yeyuan's legs were getting tired from standing. "Seriously? What's going on in there?" he muttered. "Li Yuye kicked me out to 'talk things over' with Yun Zhiyi, and it's been half an hour already!"
He knocked on the door and grumbled to himself, "Are we still drinking or what? My jacket's still in there!" But the closed door remained silent. Frustrated, he muttered, "Are they really 'talking' in there, or are they up to something else?"
He leaned over to Feng Ze, who was nearby. "What's going on between your boss and Yun Zhiyi?"
Feng Ze, ever discreet, replied with a shrug, "Sorry, Young Master Ye. I honestly have no idea."
"Seriously?" Yeyuan raised an eyebrow, "Typical! Birds of a feather, both so tight-lipped." He lit a cigarette and sighed, "I knew he'd ditch me for her. He drags me out here, and the second she arrives, I'm tossed out like nothing."
But with how much Li Yuye was spending tonight, there wasn't much he could do. As the powerful kingpin of the city, Yeyuan had his pride but was willing to endure it for a top-tier client like Li Yuye. The money was simply too good to turn away.
Sensing his frustration, Feng Ze tried to console him. "Young Master Ye, don't take it personally. How about I arrange for a couple of Gold City's finest to keep you company instead?"
"I don't need any women!" Yeyuan huffed with a sly grin. "I just don't get why I'm waiting around while they're in there doing…whatever that is."
"True enough," Feng Ze sighed. "But I don't really know when their 'talk' will be finished, to be honest…"
In fact, Yun Zhiyi had indeed come to see Li Yuye for business, but instead, she found herself getting ensnared, unable to escape.
"So, he has a taste for this sort of thing?" Yeyuan chuckled, his eyes flashing mischievously. "That little beauty has a sharp tongue. She'll be tough to tame."
"Say, Feng Ze, when did your boss start getting into such…unique tastes? I mean, a soon-to-be-married woman?"
Feng Ze paused, clearing his throat. "Well… Young Master Ye, she *is* the soon-to-be wife of the Su Group heir, so…"
Yeyuan's eyes glinted with amusement. "Interesting… Real smooth."
"Who knows?" he added with a smirk. "Maybe he'll keep things going even after her wedding."