Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 390 - 389: Who Allowed You to Sleep Here?

Ye Sihan kissed Xing Ling until she almost ran out of breath, until even the base of his tongue hurt, then finally withdrew his tongue, and their lips parted.

"Haah... Haah... Haah..." Xing Ling gasped for air, her scalp tingling, her watery eyes trembling, and it took a while for her gaze to clear.

Propped up atop the office desk, she pushed herself up, retreating backward, angrily glaring at Ye Sihan who had sat back down in his chair.

Without looking, she knew her lips were swollen, entirely puffy.

"I can make concessions," Ye Sihan’s voice was clearly hoarse.

Xing Ling couldn’t believe it; was this man engaging in some kind of transaction where both money and goods were exchanged?

She wanted to take the documents on the office desk, but was intimidated by Ye Sihan’s aggressive gaze.

Warily approaching the desk, she quickly took the contract into her hand.

"Let this one go, but don’t you dare kiss me again!" Xing Ling warned before she turned and left. Back in another office, she tossed the contract in front of the executives, "Ye Sihan agreed."

"I know, Mr. Ye just called me on the internal line a moment ago," the executive said with a chuckle.

Only Xing Yanjie’s face looked unsightly, staring fixedly at Xing Ling, "Did he do anything to you?"

Xing Ling thought to herself that he couldn’t possibly have noticed, right?

She had waited for her lips to deflate before coming here.

"Nothing! What could he possibly do to me? It was just about me being his free nanny," Xing Ling said, her eyes darting about. "Now that the contract is signed, aren’t you going to the company, second brother?"

"Are you going to stay here alone?"

"I’m fine! The KING Corporation is so big, I’ll just stroll around a bit," Xing Ling said.

Xing Yanjie, thinking of the task Xing Ling had to help Ye Sihan recover his memory, stopped pressing on the issue and left with the signed contract.

Before leaving, he repeatedly reminded her to call him if anything happened.

Xing Ling assured him tiresomely that nothing would happen.

The office door opened, and Xing Ling poked her little head inside, "Ye Sihan, I’m going to wander around KING Corporation; call me when it’s time to pick up the kids."

Without waiting for Ye Sihan’s response, she retracted her head and closed the door.

Xing Ling wandered down to the floor below and saw the peculiar name—Caged Studio.

She stared blankly at the name, feelings of unrest surging within her, indescribable.

What place is this?

Why such a name?

"This is the studio where Wu Qianqian is signed. Want to take a look inside?"

Xing Ling turned around and saw Yi Die approaching.

She harbored a subconscious dislike of this woman.

"The walls are covered with Wu Qianqian’s artistic photos; they’re beautiful," Yi Die said. "Do you want to sign with Caged Studio? Too bad, Mr. Ye only signed Wu Qianqian as an artist."

"When did I say I wanted to be signed?" Xing Ling retorted.

"I know you’re jealous inside, and I think you’re quite pitiable, being Tang Yu’s body double, and still not as important to Mr. Ye as Wu Qianqian. You probably don’t know how to position yourself, do you?" Yi Die said.

"The one who’s jealous is you, right?" Xing Ling countered.

"What do I have to be jealous of you for?" Yi Die found the notion laughable.

"Jealous that I have the same face as Tang Yu!" Xing Ling covered her own face, not angry, but rather showing off.

"Who’s jealous of you? How does it matter that you have that face? Mr. Ye still prefers Wu Qianqian!" Yi Die spoke without thinking.

Compared to Wu Qianqian, she hated everything about Tang Yu even more!

Xing Ling smiled triumphantly, leaning in slightly toward her, "Ye Sihan told me that Wu Qianqian is not his woman. I believe that Ye Sihan is above lying."

After saying this, seeing Yi Die’s rigid face, Xing Ling walked off, barely suppressing her laughter.

Xing Ling turned around the room; her mood was quite good.

Especially when she saw Yi Die getting snubbed, blathering nonsense in front of her.

She hadn’t wandered long before she started to feel tired.

So she found a reception room, collapsed onto the sofa, and fell asleep using a cushion as a pillow.

She didn’t want to go back to Ye Sihan’s place. What if he wanted to touch her?

She had said no, after all, she had her dignity.

Xing Ling touched her soft lips subconsciously; she had accidentally been kissed by him.

Wanting to kiss her but not taking responsibility, how was that different from a scumbag?

She definitely couldn’t let him have his way.

While lost in her chaotic thoughts, she fell into a troubled sleep.

Xing Ling slept in the reception room but forgot that the people who come and go there were diverse and sometimes malicious at heart.

Half an hour after she fell asleep, someone who wasn’t from KING Corporation entered the reception room.

It was a male employee from some department.

Upon entering, he saw a stunningly beautiful woman lying on the sofa asleep.

She was wearing a skirt, revealing her fair, shapely legs, which made him stare a bit too intently.

Having a girlfriend didn’t prevent him from being led astray by his lust.

He squatted beside the sofa, salivating as he ogled Xing Ling’s face, skin, and her waistline.

He swallowed excitedly.

The evil hand reached out to undo the buttons at the neckline of Xing Ling’s blouse, slowly revealing the contours of her chest.

The male employee, tantalized by the sight of her full bosom, leaned in to lick it.

The door to the reception room suddenly opened.

The male employee jerked his head up in fright. When he saw who the towering figure at the door was, his soul nearly left his body, and he immediately stood up.

Ye Sihan swept a glance at the male employee’s aroused lower body. His expression was as cold as if it came from Hell, "What are you doing?"

"I..." The male employee’s words of defense hadn’t come out when his neck was tightly gripped. "Argh!"

Ye Sihan’s emotions reached an uncontrollable fury, something even he couldn’t suppress, something unexpected.

It was as if the woman on the sofa was his taboo, forbidden to be touched by anyone else! Whoever touched her deserved to die!

Xing Ling, deep in her sleep, felt something amiss at her chest, and her body started to heat up.

Her long eyelashes fluttered and she opened her blurry eyes.

She saw the man sitting at the end of the sofa, "Ye Sihan..." following his arm to her own chest.

Her blouse’s buttons had been undone, and what was that large hand doing?

"Ah!" Xing Ling was furious and struggled to sit up.

Ye Sihan’s hand tightened, pressing down—

"Mm! Stop... let go!" Xing Ling’s face flushed with embarrassment, unable to believe Ye Sihan would do such a thing while she was asleep!

"Who told you to sleep here?" Ye Sihan’s face was a picture of gloom, while his hands were extremely vile—

"Ah... Not there... gently..." Xing Ling’s body shivered uncontrollably, wanting to escape, but she couldn’t. She was restrained and played with at will. "Ye Sihan, you can’t do this..."

"You haven’t answered my question, who allowed you to sleep here?"

"I... I was sleepy," Xing Ling whimpered. The next second, her wrists were pinned over her head, causing her chest to instinctively arch up, rubbing against Ye Sihan’s suit fabric, making her body shudder involuntarily, "Mm..."

"You slept here because you were sleepy?" Ye Sihan was aggressively invasive, looking at her with a sinister gaze.