Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“What business matters do we need to talk about?” Ye Ling mumbled coldly with his cold gaze falling onto Li Zhiyuan. He stretched out his arms and put it around Shen Qianshu’s waist, drawing her to him. “Li Zhiyuan, listen carefully. This is my little princess. Stay away from her.”
Overbearingly, rudely, and unreasonably putting a claim on her.
Shen Qianshu gawked at him, confused.
Little princess?
When Ye Ling and a confused Shen Qianshu looked at each other, the atmosphere was unusually strange. Ye Ling paused, his expression unchanging, and said, “Big princess!”
Shen Qianshu was speechless.
Li Zhiyuan squinted his eyes slightly. The smile on his face was vanishing. The two men stared at each other, and sparks flew off between them. The two long shadows gave Shen Qianshu an indiscernible pressure.
“Both of you are still not married, so I have the right to pursue Qianshu. Mr. Ye, I look forward to a fair competition with you.”
It was Shen Qianshu’s first time witnessing how dominant Li Zhiyuan was.
“Fair competition?” Ye Ling laughed coldly. He put his hand on the back of Shen Qianshu’s head and pulled her into a kiss.
Shen Qianshu’s eyes widened in shock.
A French kiss was taken from her without any preparation at all.
He kissed down her throat as if wanting to take her breath away. From Li Zhiyuan’s angle, it was a fiery hot kiss.
There was no need for a war between men where there was a war between mouth and tongue.
There was nothing more shocking than using actions to prove.
Li Zhiyuan’s eyes narrowed, darkness flashing through them. He clenched his fists slightly.
Ye Ling!
Ye Ling released Shen Qianshu, and her lips were swollen by his kiss. Shen Qianshu’s heart beat thunderously, and she was too embarrassed to look at Li Zhiyuan. She wanted badly to grow a pair of wings and fly away. It was too awkward.
“Li Zhiyuan, is this clear enough?” Ye Ling’s expression was cold and dark. “There is no such thing as a fair competition in this world, Shen Qianshu is mine. Don’t harbor any intentions on others’ stuff. If not, it will be your undoing.”
His words carried a double meaning.
Li Zhiyuan broke into a smile, breathed deeply, and controlled the murderous thoughts in his heart. He smiled at Shen Qianshu and said, “Qianshu, are you his woman?”
Shen Qianshu was speechless.
Why, why, you guys compete for looks and wealth, but why drag me into this mess?
I am just an innocent victim!
Li Zhiyuan cleverly threw the question back to Shen Qianshu and seemingly would not back off if he did not receive a definite answer.
Ye Ling grabbed her chin instantly and said, “Tell him, whose woman you are.”
His grab was exceptionally violent and powerful.
Li Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes. This damn man was really violent like the rumors he heard and did not even have compassion towards women.
“Master, if you continue grabbing, my jaw doesn’t even need to undergo plastic surgery and it will become an awl.”
It was so damn painful.
“Speak up!” Ye Ling snarled, not budging at all.
Shen Qianshu stared fixedly at him. Ye Ling’s amber eyes reflected two small little Shen Qianshus like an innocent lady being seized by a big bully. She sighed and said, “CEO Li, everything he says is right.”
Li Zhiyuan was startled, but he smiled and maintained the last bit of his demeanor. “Qianshu, as long as you are not married, I will never give up.”
“Li Zhiyuan, let’s use a man’s way to settle the matter between us.”
Li Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes. This man is really aggressive.
“How are we going to settle?”
“In the Roman times, if two men want the same woman at the same time, it’s really easy! Start a duel, do you dare?” Ye Ling looked at him heavily, emphasizing every word. “Regardless of life and death!”