Chapter 24: Chapter 24 Thank You, Mr. Sheng
Ye Shu awoke once again in the master bedroom of Shengjing Garden.
The hangover made her head feel like it was splitting open.
She tapped on her swollen head while one hand reached out, trying to prop herself up to sit.
Yet she realized that her body felt somewhat listless.
The lingering fuzziness from being drunk delayed her reaction as she pinched herself.
“Mrs. Sheng’s private life really is chaotically dazzling—smoking, heavy drinking, what isn’t it that you don’t dare to do?”
The man’s deep voice was incredibly hoarse, as if there was a suppressed anger clogging his throat.
Startled, Ye Shu quickly withdrew her hand and stole a glance at him.
Seeing Sheng Shaochen’s handsome and unflappable face dim and brighten amid the swirling smoke, Ye Shu felt so embarrassed she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
Her head lowered more and more, “Last night… thank you.”
After giving it some thought, Ye Shu felt that she should thank him.
After all, if he hadn’t arrived just in time last night, she feared she would have been in deep trouble.
“Shouldn’t Mrs. Sheng be reflecting instead?”
Sheng Shaochen turned his face away, exhaling a puff of smoke onto Ye Shu’s face.
The faint scent of tobacco infiltrated her nostrils, and she involuntarily took a deep breath, instantly feeling her craving for a cigarette.
She hurriedly turned her face away, avoiding it.
“About last night, I’m very sorry…”
“What about last night?” Last night, Ye Shu was drunk as a skunk, and he didn’t even get the chance to question her; now, it was time to properly interrogate this little woman who kept shocking him.
Ye Shu bit her lip, her fingers interlocked together.
The smell of tobacco in the room grew stronger, and she was really struggling to resist.
Sheng Shaochen must be doing it on purpose, punishing her for her drunken mischief!
“I thought Mrs. Sheng had forgotten her identity and duties! At least you’re somewhat aware that in addition to quitting smoking, you have to quit drinking too!”
Ye Shu was taken aback, instinctively lifting her eyes to look at him, wanting to protest.
But what caught her eye was the elegance of him smoking.
The mars spread over the white part of the cigarette, twirling into beautiful smoke rings.
Ye Shu’s gaze was deeply captivated.
Following his swirls of smoke, her little red lips pursed tightly, and with a gulp, she swallowed her saliva, her eyes glinting with desire like a little greedy cat.
Sheng Shaochen paused, his brows deeply furrowed.
He lightly took the cigarette from his mouth, bowed his head intending to stub it out in the ashtray.
But she suddenly stretched out her small hand, eagerly placing the cigarette pinched between his fingers into her mouth and took a deep drag.
Sheng Shaochen’s body tensed, his facial expression changing rapidly in a moment.
The next second, his strong fingers had already clamped onto the cigarette in her mouth, pulling it away without a hint of tenderness.
Somewhat awkwardly standing there, the corners of Ye Shu’s mouth twitched slightly, but in the end, she looked up at him directly, “If Mr. Sheng continues to demand that I quit smoking and drinking with this attitude of ‘do as I say, not as I do,’ afraid it will all be in vain!”
Sheng Shaochen’s movements halted, his deep blue eyes shifting to her defiant little face.
Her eyes, filled with a childlike protest, were irresistibly charming.
Such clear and stubborn eyes seemed familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before.