The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 641 Chen Yi in Danger_1

Chapter 641: Chapter 641 Chen Yi in Danger_1

Chen Yi was also very curious. With Ning Fan’s excellence, if he were in school, he shouldn’t be so obscure.

Dinglingling...

The phone rang, and Chen Yi picked it up, her beautiful eyebrows immediately furrowing into a tight knot.

Seeing this, Chen Donglai tactfully left first.

After her grandfather left, Chen Yi then answered the call.

"He Shan, I already have a boyfriend, why are you still calling me?"

From the other end of the phone came He Shan’s ingratiating voice.

"Chen Yi, what happened today was my fault. After I went back, I reflected deeply on myself. Love can’t be forced."

Chen Yi thought this guy must have been knocked silly to say such a thing.

But it was also good, a prodigal son returning is worth more than gold.

Actually, Chen Yi’s aversion to He Shan mainly stemmed from the daily pursuit and harassment. To speak of anything excessive, He Shan really hadn’t done anything like that.

"It’s okay. Now that you understand, we can still be friends in the future."

Though the Chen Family wielded no small influence in the Capital City, Chen Yi didn’t wish to provoke the He Family, a formidable enemy, because of herself.

Though the He Family was a second-tier family in the Capital City, the relationships between these families were complicated and entangled, causing quite the headache when involved.

"Yes, yes, you’re right, Chen Yi. Even if we can’t be together, we can still be friends," He Shan echoed repeatedly. "I deeply regret what I did today. If you are free today, could you come to the Ronghua Restaurant? I want to apologize to you in person."

Chen Yi didn’t want to go, but after He Shan’s persistent soft-soaping on the phone, she finally agreed.

Ronghua Restaurant, private room number one.

He Shan looked at the disconnected phone call, the ingratiating smile that had been on his face disappeared in an instant.

What replaced it was an indescribable mix of resentment and malice.

"Damned wench, you made me lose face in public, and now you still want to be friends with me? What a damn dream!"

He turned to the bodyguard behind him and asked coldly, "Do you have what I asked you to prepare?"

The bodyguard stepped forward and produced a glass vial the size of two knuckles from his chest: "Young Master, it’s all ready."

"How effective is it?"

"It’s colorless and tasteless. A single drop will make the person weak all over, but they will remain conscious."

Hearing that last part brightened He Shan’s eyes, and he nodded in approval again and again.

"Good, good. If that woman is willing to drink with me, that’s easy to handle. If she doesn’t want to drink with me... heh heh, then she can’t blame me for playing dirty!"

After waiting for about half an hour or so, someone knocked on the room door.

The bodyguard opened the door, and Chen Yi stood at the doorway, tall and graceful. Seeing the several tall and muscular bodyguards inside, she couldn’t help but frown slightly.

"All of you go out. Today is a private gathering between Miss Su and me; you don’t need to guard me."

He Shan waved his hand, the bodyguards leaving the private room expressionlessly, yet they did not go far, instead staying close by.

Anyone who approached was chased away by them.

"Miss Su, your honored presence flatters me greatly," said He Shan, his face bearing a restrained smile, completely unlike the domineering rich second generation he had been before.

"Don’t exaggerate. As long as you stop pestering me, we can just be normal friends," said Chen Yi as she sat down, speaking indifferently.

At those words, a shadow crossed He Shan’s eyes, but he maintained the same calm smile on his face.

"You’re right, Miss Su. This meal is to apologize to you."

He picked up a wine decanter from a trolley beside the table and poured two glasses of red wine.

"Miss Su, with this glass of wine, we can let bygones be bygones and henceforth treat each other as friends."

Chen Yi didn’t want to drink, but she couldn’t resist He Shan’s persuasion. Thinking that after this, He Shan would no longer bother her, she took the wine glass and drank.

Afterward, they exchanged a few trivial pleasantries, and Chen Yi prepared to leave.

She hadn’t planned to have a meal in the first place; her visit was just to put an end to things with He Shan.

"He Shan, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now," she said.

Seeing Chen Yi about to leave, a shadow flickered in He Shan’s eyes. He rose to his feet, stepped forward, and blocked her way.

"Miss Su, we’ve finally had a meal together, and now you’re leaving so soon, that’s really not giving me any face," he said.

Chen Yi’s delicate eyebrows creased, and she took a step back: "Mr. He, you said it yourself: we are friends now."

"So friends don’t give face anymore?" He Shan’s expression began to darken, "None of my friends, He Shan’s friends, ever leave early!"

As He Shan closed in step by step, Chen Yi’s expression remained unchanged, but the hand she held behind her back was pressing a few buttons on her phone.

On the other end, Ning Fan was still trying to help Xu Yourong thaw out when his phone suddenly rang.

"Who is it?"

Su Qingcheng leaned in curiously, wanting to see who had messaged.

Ning Fan answered the call and, after listening to just a couple of sentences, immediately understood.

"Miss Su, I have to step out for a bit. Take good care of Yourong," he said.

Without waiting for Su Qingcheng to ask further, he quickly left the villa.

...

Inside the private room.

No matter what Chen Yi said, He Shan would not let her leave until they had finished the meal.

"He Shan, what exactly do you want?"

Chen Yi forcefully pushed He Shan away and was about to demand an answer when suddenly her vision began to blur and her head started to spin.