After Being Betrayed, I Married a Tycoon in a Flash

Chapter 122: Chapter 122: It’s Just You and Me in This Room

Ye Shuqing cleared her throat and answered the call.

“Miss Ye, it’s already nine o’clock,” Guan Jiu’s respectful voice rang out. “Young Master Sheng asked me to remind you that it’s time to come home.”

Ye Shu’s heart trembled again, the warmth of someone waiting at home comforting her immensely.

She pursed her lips, feigning annoyance, “If Mr. Sheng wants me to come home, he should tell me himself, not always send someone else to do his bidding—how insincere!”

“Miss Ye, I’m afraid that’s not possible today. At this hour, Young Master Sheng should have already boarded his flight,” Guan Jiu cautiously phrased.

“Boarded a flight? To where?” Ye Shu blurted out, and after asking, felt that something was amiss.

It felt like a wife questioning the whereabouts of her husband.

Ye Shu’s cheeks started to burn slightly.

“Han City…”

“Damn it! Just like Sun Nanjue, his good buddy, has the same character—all playboys who toy with women!” Ye Shu didn’t know where the anger came from and just exploded.

Guan Jiu on the other end was stupefied. He had never heard Ye Shu curse before.

In his memory, Ye Shu had always been graceful and dignified, even her insults devoid of crude language.

What is happening today?

Guan Jiu was about to open his mouth to ask when Ye Shu abruptly hung up the phone.

After the line went dead, Ye Shu immediately regretted it. What was she doing?

Even when she saw Gu Zuocheng and Ye Xinyu’s affair, she hadn’t been so irritable.

Now, she had completely lost her composure in front of Guan Jiu.

Ye Shu fiercely scratched her curly long hair.

She always thought she was strong enough, but repeatedly found that in front of Sheng Shaochen, the Great Demon King, her cultivation was still far from adequate.

Ye Shu slapped her own face forcefully, took a deep breath, deep breath…

“Nan Jue… Sun Nanjue…”

Behind her, from the large bed, came Ou Linlin’s drunken sleep-talk.

Ye Shu frowned, tightened her grip on the collection of clippings, and dialed Sun Nanjue’s number.

“Where are you?” As soon as the call connected, Ye Shu asked coldly.

“Little Shushu? What’s up so late at night?” Sun Nanjue hesitated upon hearing Ye Shu’s voice, followed by a woman’s coquettish voice, “Annoying, who’s calling?”

Ye Shu was about to explode with rage.

This Sun Nanjue, really a motherfucking scumbag.

“Quit the crap, give me your address!”

“What’s going on, Little Shushu?”

“If you don’t tell me, I’ll immediately call Young Master Sheng to have the entire city searched for you!” Ye Shu was truly furious, using Sheng Shaochen as leverage against Sun Nanjue.

Sun Nanjue hurriedly said, “Don’t, don’t, I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you, I’m at Lijiang Club, private room number 8…”

Damn it! Even for an affair, couldn’t they go somewhere far away! Ou Linlin was really blind, idolizing this kind of man for so many years.

Ye Shu pinned up her long hair and went straight to Lijiang Club, private room number 8.

When she arrived, Sun Nanjue was neatly dressed, sitting on the sofa, waiting for Ye Shu.

Looking like a good grandson, it irritated Ye Shu even more.

She slammed the collection of clippings that Ou Linlin had painstakingly amassed over ten years in front of Sun Nanjue, then sank into the sofa across from him, staring at him with cold eyes.

She scanned the surroundings with a scrutinizing gaze.

Sun Nanjue scratched his head awkwardly, “There’s no one else in this room, Little Shushu, what’s this?” he said, reaching out to flip through the clipping collection.

Ye Shu withdrew her gaze and stared coldly at him, as if she could bore a hole through him, “This clipping collection documents the ten-year journey of Ou Linlin’s unrequited love for you.”