Chapter 3: Fire Pit
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Around the corner, Ye Yan suddenly stopped, and Lan Qianyu—caught off guard—bumped into him. She covered her sore nose. Is this man all muscle? Why is his body so hard?
She looked up, only to find that she only reached up to Ye Yan's chest and he was two heads taller than her. She immediately frowned. Why is this guy so tall? Is he a drying rack?
Ye Yan dangerously narrowed his eyes, staring coldly at the front and making a gesture. His bodyguards immediately pulled out their guns and hid against the wall with two of them flanking him.
These people seem to be well-trained. What is the identity of this person?
Ye Yan slowly retreated and whispered in fluent English, "Keep a low-profile and don't provoke unnecessary attention."
"Yes, Sir." A tall bodyguard nodded.
"Is there any other exit?" Ye Yan asked.
Lan Qianyu pointed to the right and led Ye Yan towards that direction.
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Out of the side door was the parking lot. Ye Yan pressed a small diamond-decorated key, and a black Lamborghini automatically drove out. Ye Yan pressed the key again and the top of the convertible opened. He then jumped into the driver's seat of the car.
His movements looked incredibly cool.
Lan Qianyu was dumbfounded. She had never seen such a high-end car that could automatically drive out and open the top with the remote control. It was really awesome!!!!
"Are you getting in the car or not?" Ye Yan's cold voice rang out.
Lan Qianyu immediately jumped into the car. Sitting in the luxury car worth tens of millions of yuan, she suddenly felt as if she was a noble lady and even giggled happily.
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Ye Yan realized that his drinks had been spiked as soon as he drove out of the hotel.
He bit his lower lip, trying to restrain the burning flame in his body—a result of the aphrodisiac—speeding up the car and leaving as fast as possible.
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"Ye Yan, there is no one else now. Can you answer my question?" Lan Qianyu asked timidly. She measured it in her heart. Even if he didn't have his bodyguards by his side now, from the way he easily dealt with that female assassin just now, she knew that she was definitely not his opponent.
So, she couldn't mess with him yet.
Ye Yan turned his head to look at her. The dim light of the roadside passed through her hair and flickered, and he couldn't see her face clearly. But the big, watery eyes under the hair were as clear as the sky after the rain and as bright as stars in the summer night, which could touch the softest spot in the depth of a person's heart.
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Noticing that Ye Yan's stare was strange, Lan Qianyu immediately guarded her breasts with vigilance and warned him seriously, "Don't look at me that way. I already have a fiancé and we're getting married in ten days."
"How old are you? Are you getting married at such a young age?" Ye Yan looked at her with a smile.
"It's none of your business!" Lan Qianyu rolled her eyes at him.
Ye Yan looked away and didn't want to quarrel with her. He glanced at the rearview mirror and found no one chasing him. He slowed down the car. "Get out by the roadside."
"What?" Lan Qianyu said angrily, "At least you should take me downtown where I can take a taxi home. There are no cars here. What if those killers come over?"
"It's none of my business." Ye Yan said indifferently. His body was getting hotter and hotter under the effects of the aphrodisiac so he unbuttoned the top two buttons on his shirt, revealing his sexy and muscular chest.
"You…" Lan Qianyu gnashed her teeth. This bastard brought her out but now he was about to throw her aside. What a jerk…
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