Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 305: You’re Too Greedy

Chapter 305: Chapter 305: You’re Too Greedy

"I said... it was because of the traffic jam. It snowed last night, the roads were slippery, and the cars could hardly move," Tang Yu explained calmly, but inside she was already feeling extremely guilty and uneasy.

"Really?" Ye Sihan asked.

Tang Yu didn’t know what he meant by that question. She stood up straight and managed a weak smile, "Have you been waiting too long? Are you upset? I’m so sorry!" She walked over to his side, "Shall we go pick up the child together?"

Ye Sihan didn’t speak, his deep black eyes stared ahead, cold as if they had been edged with ice.

"Why aren’t you talking?" Tang Yu asked anxiously.

Ye Sihan continued to work at his desk, "The driver will pick up the child. You go back first, I am very busy right now."

Tang Yu was stunned, standing there seeming somewhat at a loss.

She didn’t know what to do with herself.

"Oh, then you continue with your work." Seeing Ye Sihan exuding an intense feeling of unapproachability, Tang Yu decided not to disturb his work anymore.

After a pause, she left the office.

Ye Sihan lifted his dark eyes, staring at the tightly closed office door with a surge of fierceness, and the pen in his hand snapped in his palm.

She actually dared to lie to him!

Tang Yu had only left Ye Sihan’s office; she hadn’t truly left, but instead went to the Caged Studio.

Sitting anxiously alone on the sofa in the office.

Planning to wait until Ye Sihan was done with his work.

After another hour, she got up to look for Ye Sihan, thinking he must be nearly done with his work by then.

But upon visiting Ye Sihan’s office again, she found Yi Die there too, standing by the desk and even bending down to speak to Ye Sihan.

Although they were discussing work, she stood far too close for comfort.

Especially as her neckline was lower than others’, from that angle, one could definitely catch glimpses of more than intended.

And Ye Sihan did not seem to reject it.

It inevitably reminded Tang Yu of the phrase "red sleeves adding fragrance."

Tang Yu stood there for quite a while, and yet Ye Sihan did not so much as glance up at her.

"Didn’t I tell you to go back?" Ye Sihan’s voice was cold and detached.

"How much longer might you be? I was thinking we could leave together," Tang Yu said.

Yi Die, who was nearby, added, "Mr. Ye is likely to be busy till very late, and I will be working overtime here as well, so there’s no need for you to worry."

The implication was clear to Tang Yu: with Yi Die by Ye Sihan’s side, there was no need for anyone else.

"I’m speaking to him, when is it your turn to interrupt?" Tang Yu saw Yi Die’s displeasure.

At this time, Ye Sihan finally raised his eyes, glaring sharply at her, "Have you said enough? She is my assistant. What do you think this place is?"

Tang Yu couldn’t believe that Ye Sihan was defending Yi Die, while Yi Die put on an aggrieved facade.

A dull pain throbbed in her heart, and she looked at Ye Sihan sorrowfully, hoping he wouldn’t be so heartless towards her.

It was clear that... just this morning, he had still put a hot water bottle in her bed...

How had things changed so suddenly?

His moods were truly unpredictable...

"Get out," Ye Sihan commanded with a threatening tone.

"What if I don’t go out? Are you going to have someone throw me out?" Tang Yu stood her ground, gazing at him with eyes full of pain.

Ye Sihan’s black eyes turned ominously dark and frightening, and the temperature in the entire office plunged, as if they were in an ice cellar.

Yi Die instinctively took two steps back from her close stance, her face paling with fear.

Was Tang Yu seeking death? How dare she utter such words!

"Ye Sihan, I don’t believe you don’t have any feelings for me!" Tang Yu was relentless.

"Get out," Ye Sihan said again.

Tang Yu thought he was demanding her to leave again, and her heart was filled with unease. As Ye Sihan’s intimidating presence grew more terrifying, her courage began to waver, wondering if she shouldn’t be so confrontational and should leave first?

After all, going head-to-head with Ye Sihan was like hitting a stone with an egg.

Then she saw Yi Die turn and leave.

And she closed the office door behind her.

With no one else around, Tang Yu approached and, disregarding everything else, pressed her lips to Ye Sihan’s thin ones, "I really don’t understand you, why are you nice to me one moment and cold the next? I don’t get it... Don’t push me away, okay? I know you love me..."

Ye Sihan’s body shook violently as if the word ’love’ was a taboo of some sort, piercing into his heart, instilling an instant fear in him.

With one hand he caught her face and pushed her away, his dark eyes almost terrifyingly dim, "What did you just say?"

Tang Yu trembled as she gazed at the formidable and frightening man before her, her heart pounding in her chest as if it were a harbinger of disaster.

Even though she was scared, she still spoke up, "If you don’t love me, why do I always feel your affection? Ye Sihan, you do love me, don’t you? Please don’t deny it, okay?"

"Love?" The hand Ye Sihan had on her face applied pressure once more, malice spilling out from his dark eyes as he scoffed menacingly in extreme anger, "Then I must show you what love is."

"What... what are you going to do?" Before Tang Yu could finish her question, she was lifted and thrown onto the desk, "Ah!"

"Feel it properly!" Ye Sihan tore the stockings on Tang Yu’s legs. She was wearing stockings again—whom was she trying to seduce this time? Ye Yuli?

How dare she speak of love to him? It was something his mouth didn’t need; she was absolutely courting death!

"Ah—" Tang Yu felt as if her body were being split in two, pain making her upper body arch, but then a powerful hand pushed her back down, firmly holding her against the desk, "Mmh! Ah! It hurts... Ye Sihan..."

The documents on the desk fell to the floor due to her struggles, papers scattering everywhere.

Tang Yu’s face contorted in agony, her struggles futile.

It felt as if a knife were sawing back and forth across an open wound.

She felt like she was breaking.

But the Ye Sihan on top of her seemed completely oblivious, repeatedly possessing her with the fiercest strength, all of it exerted onto Tang Yu’s slender body.

"Don’t..." Tang Yu’s body convulsed in discomfort, her complexion turning pale. "Brother... don’t..."

"Your only merit is satisfying my desires," Ye Sihan hissed cruelly, violent and fierce as if he intended to grind the person beneath him into dust. "Who do you think you are?"

"Ah!" Tang Yu’s cry was tinged with sobs, tears streaming down from her eyes, "Get off me, it hurts..."

Ye Sihan forcefully turned her tear-stained face toward him, "Hurts? Let me see, why are you crying like this? Is it too pleasurable? Huh?"

He possessed Tang Yu like a madman.

"Ye Sihan..." Tang Yu attempted to flee, her hands helplessly reaching for the edge of the desk, but another large hand held down the back of hers, rendering her immobile. She could only wiggle her bottom, begging at the mercy of Ye Sihan’s brutality, "Mmm!"

Ye Sihan’s eyebrows knotted tightly, clearly enduring, as he heaved a rough breath and bit her ear harshly, "You want this, you want that, you’re too greedy!"

"Ah ah ah ah!" Tang Yu raised her face, screaming in panic.

But inside, she felt as cold as if she were soaking in icy water.

Was she greedy? What was she greedy for? His love?

It was only after an unknowable amount of time, when Tang Yu’s strength was completely drained, that the person on top of her finally released her, pulling away—

"Mmph!"