Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 323: Does Changing Clothes Take So Long?

Chapter 323: Chapter 323: Does Changing Clothes Take So Long?

"Where do you want to go? I’ll take you," Ye Sihan didn’t force her to do anything she didn’t want to.

"Back to my rental place," Tang Yu said lightly, looking out of the car window.

Ye Sihan didn’t speak and dropped her off at the bottom of her apartment building.

Tang Yu didn’t even want to say thank you, she had been forced into the car in the first place.

She did her utmost to ignore Ye Sihan and entered the elevator.

The Rolls-Royce stayed downstairs for a long while before leaving.

After Tang Yu returned to her place, she went straight to her room and collapsed onto her bed, feeling drained.

She didn’t want to do anything, just to sleep.

When Ye Sihan showed up at her rental place in the afternoon, he saw the untouched meal on the table.

He turned and went into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Tang Yu was still asleep under the covers.

In fact, she wasn’t fully asleep, just in a drowsy state, so when she heard the door open, she moved within the covers, but she didn’t bother to open her eyes.

It wasn’t until a warm palm grasped her icy feet that Tang Yu shivered and sat up, attempting to free her feet.

But his grip was too strong, she couldn’t get away.

"Ye Sihan, you..." Tang Yu was angry, yet her face turned pale.

"No air conditioning on, and no hot water bottle either," Ye Sihan tightened his hold on her foot and said in a deep voice.

Tang Yu didn’t understand what relation she had with him, her foot wriggling in his palm but failing to break free.

Panic caused tears to swirl in her eyes and her body to tremble uncontrollably.

"You dislike me touching you that much? Hmm?" Ye Sihan’s face grew cold with anger. "Every time I touch you, this is how you react. Do you like it when I force myself?"

Tang Yu’s lips parted slightly as she breathed heavily, tears streaming down her face, "Please..."

Ye Sihan, seeing her like this, was filled with sullen low pressure, his face full of anger and his dark eyes terrifyingly fierce.

The hand holding her foot tightened then suddenly let go as he stood up straight, "What exactly do you want? You’re not living a good life willingly!"

With her foot free, Tang Yu pulled it back, her head lowered, shaking it frantically, "Don’t pressure me, don’t push me..."

Ye Sihan stepped forward and abruptly caught her face, "Look at me!"

Tang Yu’s eyes tremulously moved and when they met Ye Sihan’s fierce dark ones, she trembled all over.

It was as if she saw a disaster, something terribly frightening.

This was not the look Ye Sihan wanted to see.

His chest felt heavy with irritation.

His hand trembled lightly then suddenly he released Tang Yu’s jaw. Yet his face remained close, staring at her intently, "Ayu, be good, I won’t force you, but you have to eat, right?"

"I... am not hungry."

"Do you know what tomorrow is?"

Tang Yu’s mind was a mess, unable to think straight.

"Tomorrow is New Year’s Day."

Tang Yu finally caught on, "Then... do the kids still have to go to school? Isn’t it already vacation?"

"They are too noisy," Ye Sihan said deliberately.

Tang Yu’s current state wasn’t suitable for looking after the four children all the time anyway.

Tang Yu thought, was Ye Sihan giving her a little sweetener? At any time, he could take it away, he was in control...

From the beginning to the end, she was like a plaything in Ye Sihan’s hands...

"Today we’ll take the kids back to Ye Mansion," Ye Sihan said.

Tang Yu’s pupils trembled, returning to Ye Mansion, her body instinctively repulsed, icy cold, as if Ye Mansion was her nightmare, her own version of Hell.

Yet the longing to spend New Year’s with the children was so strong.

If she wasn’t there, the kids would be disappointed as well.

In the end, Tang Yu compromised and went with Ye Sihan to pick the children from the school and returned to Ye Mansion together.

In the car, with mommy and daddy there, the four little ones were very happy.

But... even with the kids around, Tang Yu still felt distracted and extremely tense.

It was as if she wasn’t going to Ye Mansion, but going to be punished.

Ye Sihan watched her reaction the entire time. The more he saw, the darker his expression became.

Does she really not want to return to Ye Mansion that much?

Fortunately, with children around, she wouldn’t disobey.

Upon arriving at the Ye Mansion’s entrance, Tang Yu and the four little ones had just gotten out of the car when they were captivated by a penguin running towards them with its wings spread.

"Wow! Ballball!" Junjun hugged the fattest penguin and turned to ask Mommy, "Mommy, it’s Ballball! Do you remember?"

Penguins all look alike, and although they can always be distinguished by their size and weight, Tang Yu’s memory didn’t seem to be as good as it once was.

She thought about it for a while but couldn’t remember.

Facing the expectant eyes of the four little ones, Tang Yu didn’t even know how to lie.

"Alright, let’s go inside, it’s cold out," Ye Sihan interrupted.

Zhengzheng came to his senses, "Mommy is afraid of the cold, I will protect you!"

Tang Yu entered the house, escorted by her little treasures and the penguin; as soon as she entered the hall, a wave of warmth enveloped her.

Penguins can’t stay in hot places, they can’t handle it, so the servants chased them out

A maid stepped forward to help Tang Yu take off her coat, revealing the turtleneck underneath.

Upon seeing this, Butler Wen said, "Miss Tang, why don’t you go to your room and change into something lighter?"

It wasn’t until she arrived at Ye Mansion that Tang Yu remembered she hadn’t brought anything with her.

She knew there was a closet with her clothes in the Ye Mansion, but how could she, who disliked it here, be willing to accept Ye Sihan’s charity?

However, her current situation left her no choice.

So she headed upstairs.

But she didn’t go to the master bedroom, instead, she went to the room she used to sleep in.

"Miss Tang, it’s this way," the maid reminded her.

Tang Yu pretended not to hear.

Downstairs, Ye Sihan was just watching, his gaze deep.

Later, Tang Yu always slept with Ye Sihan in the master bedroom, but the closet in her former room was still there, and it had clothes she could wear.

She took off her thick woolen sweater and trousers, and put on an autumn dress. It was loose and casual with a slightly cinched waist, which highlighted her delicate beauty and temperament.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Tang Yu’s face suddenly became moist.

She snapped back to reality and touched her face.

Somehow, she had started crying without realizing it.

She didn’t feel uncomfortable anywhere, yet tears uncontrollably welled up.

Why was it like this?

Why...

Tang Yu stepped out of the closet and sat down on the sofa in the bedroom, not intending to go out.

She even hoped that no one would disturb her, that she could just sit until it got dark, or until this bleak year was over.

But things often don’t go as hoped, and half an hour later, there was a knock on the door.

The maid asked from outside, "Miss Tang, are you done changing?"

Tang Yu tensed up and instinctively reached for her wrist.

The scab there had already fallen off, leaving a bright scar.

It was so red it looked almost ready to bleed from a scratch of a fingernail.

"Miss Tang?" The maid called out to her again.

Just as she was about to knock again without receiving a response, she stepped back when she saw a powerful figure approaching, "There’s no sound inside."

Ye Sihan was about to open the door when it opened from the inside.

Seeing the imposing figure at the door, Tang Yu’s complexion changed and she appeared somewhat flustered.

"It takes you this long to change clothes?"

"I’m a bit tired. I’d like to rest," Tang Yu said.

Ye Sihan’s sharp gaze swept over her body, her face.

Her face was pale, which displeased him.

He lifted his wrist to check the time, "I’ll call you for dinner."

Tang Yu lowered her gaze and simply shut the door.

Ye Sihan stood at the door with a sour expression, looking as if he had been given the cold shoulder.

Especially now, Tang Yu was beyond reproach, delicate as a piece of fine china and rejecting his closeness.

This sense of powerlessness made Ye Sihan very frustrated.