Chapter 7
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Saturday arrived as promised.
Because it was a holiday, there was no need to go to work. Ye Huanyan slept late, so it was almost noon when she woke up.
The maid knocked on the door. She answered in a daze, put on her clothes, and opened the door, revealing a timid face.
"Miss … Ye. Young Master Ling is at the door. He said he won't be coming in and asked you to hurry up … "The girl said timidly, not even daring to look at her face. She said slowly," Young Master Ling said he doesn't like to wait, so he's only giving you five minutes … Otherwise … "
The maid paused and stole a glance at her. "He said you'll have to bear the consequences."
Bear the consequences.
Ye Huanyan vaguely knew what the "consequences" were.
But five minutes … was not enough for her to wash up.
The sleepiness in Ye Huanyan's mind immediately disappeared.
It had been five days since Ling Han tore her photo to shreds. During this time, she hadn't even seen him.
He hadn't returned to this villa either.
He must have been forced to pick her up by Grandma Ling's "order" today.
Because of the time limit, Ye Huanyan didn't dare to waste too much time. She casually picked out a V-neck shirt from the closet and matched it with a pair of leggings. She let her long black hair down, grabbed her bag, and went downstairs.
The shoes at the entrance were neatly arranged. She changed into a pair of white casual flats and pushed open the villa's front door.
A gust of cold wind hit her face.
It seemed to have cooled down.
Ye Huanyan wrapped her arms around her chest and shivered. She wanted to go upstairs and put on a jacket, but the black Maserati parked outside the villa was too eye-catching. The car window rolled down, revealing half of Ling Han's chiseled face. He obviously looked unhappy.
Ye Huanyan gritted her teeth and decided not to go upstairs. She quickly walked toward the black car.
The car door opened and closed. She lowered her head and put on her seatbelt. When she looked up, she saw Ling Han staring at her without blinking.
Why was she dressed like this on such a cold day?
"Aren't you cold?" He questioned her with a hoarse voice.
Under Ling Han's stare, Ye Huanyan felt goosebumps all over her body. Her back was covered in a layer of cold sweat. "It's … okay. What … what's wrong? "
Looking at her innocent eyes, Ling Han stared at her for a while. Suddenly, the corners of his lips curled up into a mysterious smile.
He leaned in close to her face and said in a teasing tone, "But this is pretty good. You're wearing less."
"…"
There was a tinge of viciousness in his tone, which made Ye Huanyan's thin body tremble. Her fingers, which were resting on her knees, clenched into fists.
She clearly knew that he was deliberately trying to shatter her dignity as a woman.
"Let, let's … let's go quickly. Grandma should be anxious from waiting." Ye Huanyan stuttered as she changed the topic. She met his gaze with trepidation.
Ling Han's cold gaze looked into her eyes and swept past her flushed cheeks, disintegrating her heart inch by inch. She nervously held her breath, not daring to breathe or make a sound.
However, he rather enjoyed this feeling.
It was as if his heart would only feel better if he tortured her.
Ye Huanyan, do you know? You deserve all of this.
Perhaps, from the moment you entered the Ling family's house, I should have been on guard against you.
At least, I should have set up my guard.
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