变态老师的性调教高h

Ye Qilan’s expression was gentle, but his words were piercing. “Miss Zhou, what you have taken by force is still by force. Do you believe you have the capability to keep Mr. Xiao for your whole life? If he could leave Hongxing, one day, he could leave you too.”

Zhou Luhe looked displeased, “Xiao Ji is my man, for this life and forever. You don’t need to trouble yourself with that, Fourth Young Master. Instead, aren’t you worried that Miss Su Hongxing still has lingering feelings for my husband?”

If Su Hongxing played the field with Xiao Ji in public, who would be the one being slapped in the face? Ye Qilan?

“If Hongxing could snatch Mr. Xiao from you, I would indeed applaud. However, what you’re worried about might not be something she cares at all.” After finishing his words, Ye Qilan left elegantly, heading towards his circle of friends.

As soon as he emerged in the group of young people, he was surrounded. Everyone was rushing to ask him, wanting to know whether Su Hongxing was his latest lover.

Ye Qilan took a sip of the champagne, unsure how to describe his relationship with Su Hongxing.

Right, Su Hongxing was his latest fling. What these people didn’t know was Su Hongxing also was his wife. His latest lover? It’s strange if a headstrong woman like Su Hongxing would really be someone’s lover.

Having just managed to shake off his friends, Sheng Yalun, who had been silent, finally spoke: “You haven’t come to see me recently, and you’ve not called either. Does it have anything to do with the Miss Su Hongxing just now?”

Ye Qilan and Sheng Yalun moved to the deserted balcony, he looked into the endless night: “1 have registered with her. Knowing that her appearance by my side is not a mere coincidence, and that she might have ulterior motives for getting close to me, 1 still married her. You know it too, I urgently needed a wife, and 1 really liked her name.”

Sheng Yalun looked thoughtfully at Ye Qilan, feeling that he seemed somewhat different, as if he had gained a bit more worldly quality.

“You treat her differently, have you realized that?” Sheng Yalun asked, mixed with relief and concern.

Throughout these years, Ye Qilan had been through a lot with many women, being kind and warm to all the women he had ever liked. Women loved this Ye Qilan that showed such charming warmth and went head over heels for him.

Yet who would know that Ye Qilan, deep down, was cold and heartless, the word warmth has nothing to do with him.

“It is a bit different. Listening to her speak, I find her interesting. Watching how she behaves differently from anyone else, it feels novel. Also, she hardly ever smiles…”

Sheng Yalun watched as Ye Qilan discussed Su Hongxing, privately marveling.

Perhaps even Ye Qilan himself hadn’t realized it, but when he spoke of Su Hongxing, there was a softness in his eyes. This was not an act; it was an obvious fact.

Normally, this version of Ye Qilan would be great, yet he couldn’t help feeling a bit worried…

Su Hongxing was dragged out of the banquet hall by Xiao Ji. The grip of his hand was too tight and seemed like he wanted to break her bones.

She bore the pain, cast a glance at the anxious Xiao Ji and broke the silence lightly, “Just say it if there’s anything.”

“Su Hongxing, how could you let yourself sink so low? There are so many good men in this world, why did you pick Ye Qilan? Do you know how many women he had before? Do you really think you are capable of keeping him for the rest of your life?” Xiao Ji’s long-repressed emotions finally erupted.

Why did a good girl like Su Hongxing deserve to be with a playboy like Ye Qilan?