Love You Till the End
Chapter 98: You Really Overestimate Yourself!

Chapter 98: Chapter 98: You Really Overestimate Yourself!

Asking someone else to do the dirty work and still phrase it so bluntly?

Really is a beast!

Perverted beast scumbag: I can actually circle around your body three times.

Shen Cheng: ...

Perverted beast scumbag: Hmm, fifty-two seconds have already passed of the one-minute consideration time...

Furious, Shen Cheng immediately flipped out Shi Yu’s phone number and dialed.

Abroad.

An international tower.

A huge office, suspended in mid-air at the top of the tower.

The four walls of the office are not made of ordinary building materials but are constructed of bulletproof glass about twenty centimeters thick.

This type of glass is highly secure, not only protecting against dangerous invasions but also against high temperatures and freezing.

The price is naturally expensive; a rough estimate indicates that just the glass in this office is worth a seven-figure sum.

Its level of luxury, it could be said, rivals that of a palace.

And the owner of this office — named Shi Yu.

At this moment, he stands by the floor-to-ceiling window, just having finished a cigar, elegantly snuffing the stub out in a delicate ashtray.

Overlooking the entire prosperous city, a thin smile on his lips, in the refraction of sunlight, that chiseled face becomes even more enchanting.

"BOSS, you have a call; would you like me to answer it for you?"

The female assistant stood nearby, holding the phone, and spoke fluent Mandarin.

Shi Yu raised his eyebrows, casually uttered: "Put it down, leave."

Such a reckless and proud posture only accentuated his perfection.

He is the business tycoon whom everyone dares not offend, the ruler who controls half the skies; naturally, he could afford to be so imperious.

The female assistant just glanced at him and her heart suddenly began to pound, luckily she restrained herself in time to avoid any embarrassment.

She stepped forward, bent her body at ninety degrees, handed the phone forward with both hands, and carefully placed it on the desk, then cautiously exited the room.

Shi Yu elegantly sat down, crossing his legs leisurely picked up the phone, his well-defined fingers swiping across the screen.

After the call connected and he switched to speakerphone, Shen Cheng’s provocative voice came through, "You bastard! Speak up, I’m rushing for a date."

"A date?" As if he heard the biggest joke of the century, Shi Yu’s lips curved up, "Who else in all of Du City dares to date you apart from your husband, me?"

The other end paused for a second, disdainfully snorted: "You think too highly of yourself!"

Shi Yu narrowed his unfathomable eyes, "Hmm? Baby, are you looking down on me? Tell me, what about me do you look down upon?"

Is she addicted to calling me baby?

Shen Cheng, furious, reached out and crushed the tissue in front of her!

As if imagining the object she crushed was Shi Yu on the other end of the phone, not ruthlessly tormenting him three hundred times would not calm her fury.

Without waiting for her answer, Shi Yu’s sexy lips curled up, "Perhaps, you think I’m not fierce enough? No worries, I can change; wait for my return, I’ll show you fierce."

Shen Cheng took a deep breath, holding back the surging anger inside her, and unusually good-tempered replied: "Going abroad has turned you into a beast? Can’t resist unleashing your beastly nature before finding your own kind."

This voice sounded light and breezy, with no emotional fluctuation, and if one does not pay detailed attention, they would not realize how terrible the mood of the person speaking was.

If it were someone else saying this, perhaps Shi Yu would get angry.

But these words coming from Shen Cheng’s mouth had a different flavor for him.

He lifted his lips, letting the charm spread deeper, "Don’t worry, to satisfy you, I’ll try my best to keep my beastly instincts under control."