The beautiful CEO falls in love with me
Chapter 613 - 594:

Chapter 613: Chapter 594:

Ms. Yan was mixing drinks at the bar, her long hair cascading over her shoulders looking exceptionally sexy and charming. A tress of hair partially covered her face, adding a mature allure. However, Ye Chen didn’t notice any of this; Ms. Yan saw him first as he walked in, looking distraught. Her eyes widened in surprise, and she quickly went to greet him.

"Xiao Chen, what happened to you?" Ms. Yan was startled.

"I want to drink!" Ye Chen ignored Ms. Yan’s attempt to stop him and walked right in. Ms. Yan hurriedly grabbed hold of him, saying, "What happened? Tell sister about it!"

"Give me a drink!" Ye Chen’s eyes were bloodshot, like a lion enraged.

Ms. Yan became even more anxious, she hurriedly hugged Ye Chen, saying, "Xiao Chen, don’t be like this, you’re making sister even more upset, do you know?"

Ye Chen pushed Ms. Yan away, saying, "Just give me the drink, do you think I can’t pay for it?"

Saying this, Ye Chen immediately took out over ten thousand in cash from his pocket and slammed it on the bar top, shouting, "Bring the drinks quickly!"

Ms. Yan was dumbstruck as she looked at Ye Chen. Where had the gentle and empathetic Chen from before gone? Was this thug really her Xiao Chen? Ms. Yan couldn’t believe it, but regardless of whether she believed it or not, Ye Chen was standing right there in front of her.

Ms. Yan quickly stood up and nodded, saying, "Okay, I’ll get you a drink, just sit down first!"

Hearing that the drinks were coming, Ye Chen immediately settled down. He chose a booth in the corner and sat down, his eyes devoid of life as he stared into the distance. It was dusk, and the sky had begun to darken. In winter, the nights came quickly.

Ms. Yan looked at Ye Chen sitting in the corner; his silhouette was especially heart-wrenching. Ms. Yan didn’t understand what had happened to Ye Chen. She had already started mixing the drink. Ms. Yan personally made a drink for Ye Chen, a kind that would feel incredibly refreshing. This took a bit of skill. Ms. Yan looked graceful and gentle as she mixed the drinks.

A glass of pink drink was ready immediately, and Ms. Yan personally carried the tray over to Ye Chen. She then placed the drink on the table. As soon as Ye Chen saw it, he grabbed the bottle and started to drink. Ms. Yan hurriedly intervened, saying, "Hold on, let me pour it for you!"

"It’s fine, I’ll just drink from this!" Ye Chen shook his head.

"Do you want to drink yourself to death?" Ms. Yan glared at Ye Chen, saying, "This drink is 68 percent alcohol, it’s very strong. I can assure you that if you drink it all at once, you’ll need to be rushed to the hospital immediately!"

Ye Chen hesitated for a moment but then listened to Ms. Yan. She poured him a small cup, saying, "Here, this cup is just to warm you up. You said you wanted to drink heavily, try this one first, can you handle it in one go?"

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Ye Chen’s mouth; he immediately picked up the glass and downed it in one go. The drink felt like a violent flame blossoming in his throat as soon as it touched it, burning his throat. Ye Chen immediately closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It felt like swallowing a piece of burning coal. However, as soon as he swallowed it, he immediately felt as if he had swallowed a block of ice, chilling him to the bone. It was like experiencing both ice and fire, a feeling akin to dying.

Ms. Yan watched Ye Chen nervously. She had indeed made some adjustments to the drink using her superpower, transforming the drink instantly. Although this was against the rules of the Dragon Team, Ms. Yan was not afraid because everything she did was for Ye Chen.

"How do you feel?" Ms. Yan anxiously asked.

"Exhilarating!" Ye Chen took a deep breath and said, "Ice and fire, it’s truly thrilling, come, pour me another large one!"

"Okay!" Ms. Yan instantly nodded, and then she quickly filled up a whole glass for Ye Chen. A glass of drink was but a moment’s effort for Ye Chen, who gulped it down as if drinking water. Ms. Yan frowned, although the aftereffect of the drink wasn’t strong, she had made some modifications. The real sensation might not be tolerable for an ordinary person.

Yet, Ye Chen seemed like nothing was wrong, drinking while tears fell from his eyes. Watching Ye Chen’s tears, Ms. Yan mostly understood; Ye Chen must have encountered some emotional issue. Apart from emotional issues, Ye Chen was almost invincible. His career, his success, all spoke to Ye Chen’s capabilities. But in matters of the heart, he was fragile.

Thinking this, Ms. Yan understood, apart from Li Ruo, probably no one else could hurt Ye Chen so deeply, driving him to drink away his sorrow.

"Xiao Chen, how is Xiao Ruo?" Ms. Yan asked curiously.

"Sister, Xiao Ruo is gone!" Ye Chen put down his glass, his face flushed as tears fell and he said, "Xiao Ruo left me, she doesn’t want me anymore!"

"How could that be?" Ms. Yan was startled.

Without hesitation, Ye Chen took out the letter from his pocket and handed it to Ms. Yan, who hurriedly opened the envelope. Inside was Li Ruo’s handwriting, neat and orderly, containing words left for Ye Chen. After reading it, Ms. Yan immediately laughed, "You fool, she’s not leaving you, she’s clearly giving you some space, or rather giving herself some space. Don’t worry, she will come back sooner or later!"

"But, I’m just sad!" Ye Chen burst into tears. Fortunately, there were not many people in the bar at the moment, only a couple of young couples who were looking over to his side with gentle smiles. They thought that Ye Chen was just another regular at the bar seeking Ms. Yan’s help with his problems. It was common for Ms. Yan to play the role of a psychological counselor in the bar, and many people came specifically for this reason. Of course, there were also some with less than honorable intentions.

"It’s normal to feel sad!" Ms. Yan sat next to Ye Chen and hugged him, saying, "It will get better after a while. You have to take good care of yourself, otherwise when Xiao Ruo comes back and finds you less impressive than before, she will definitely leave you!"

"Really?" Ye Chen was somewhat tipsy, the drunkenness merely an illusion, as if a knockout drug had been added to the liquor.

"Of course it’s true!" Ms. Yan nodded.

However, the tipsy Ye Chen was apparently not behaving himself, and his hand boldly reached inside Ms. Yan’s collar, unhesitatingly grabbing her full bosom. Ms. Yan took a deep breath, her face flushed with anger, thinking to herself, this bastard, even when drunk, is so presumptuous.

Ms. Yan looked around and, seeing that no one had noticed, quickly pulled Ye Chen’s hand out and said, "Come on, let’s go upstairs and rest!"

"No, I want to drink!" Ye Chen clutched his glass and took another fierce swig.

Ms. Yan watched with great distress; the drink was nothing but a mixture of fire coals and ice cubes. Although it did not harm the body, it greatly affected the human nervous system. She quickly stopped Ye Chen and then laboriously helped him upstairs. Through relentless effort, Ms. Yan finally managed to get Ye Chen to the upper floor and laid him down by the bed.

Ms. Yan immediately brought some face-washing water, cleaned Ye Chen’s face, and also took off his shoes and socks, then washed his feet. Ms. Yan was a paragon of a virtuous wife and a gentle, kind, domestic woman.

After disposing of the water, Ms. Yan took off Ye Chen’s coat. The drowsy Ye Chen suddenly pushed Ms. Yan onto the bed and, overcome by lust, ripped her clothes apart, tearing them to shreds. Ms. Yan became frantic, "Xiao Chen, stop... don’t mess around!"

Ye Chen was out of control and pinned Ms. Yan to the head of the bed; Ms. Yan was extremely nervous, a look of determination flashed in her eyes but ultimately, she softened. With Ms. Yan’s capabilities, dealing with Ye Chen’s wild behavior was not an issue at all, especially considering that she held another significant identity—one that nobody would expect...

Ye Chen tore off all the clothes on Ms. Yan’s body, her bra ripped apart from the middle, and her underwear shredded. The delicate, vulnerable underwear, merely thin mesh, was torn apart instantly.

"Xiao Chen, you... you need to be gentle!" Ms. Yan clenched her teeth, facing such a brutal and drunk man for the first time. All she could do was close her eyes and pray. Without hesitation, Ye Chen stripped off his own clothes, lifted Ms. Yan’s long, rounded legs onto his shoulders, and thrust fiercely.

Hiss...

Ms. Yan instantly gasped; without any foreplay or preparation, Ye Chen had penetrated harshly, nearly causing Ms. Yan to faint from the pain. The area was dry and the penetration felt as if something was being torn apart.

At that moment, Ye Chen, blind to the concept of cherishing the fragrance and cherishing the jade, was like a rampant bull, charging wildly, his eyes red, his chest muscles bulging as if wrestling an enemy.

In Ye Chen’s mind, a scene emerged, a barren wilderness of ice and snow where a legend of the Ice Mountain Goddess was passed down. One day, in this icy plain, appeared a very handsome Swordsman carrying a giant sword, seeking the legend about the Ice Mountain Goddess. He firmly believed that he could find her and make her his own.

The Swordsman was dressed in a blue robe, with a bamboo flute hanging at his waist and possessing a pair of sharp, deep eyes. He was fearless of the severe cold, unafraid of the freezing temperatures, always moving forward, deeper into the icy plain.