Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs

Chapter 118: Chapter 118: The Last Peaceful Sleep Chapter 118: Chapter 118: The Last Peaceful Sleep “What’s there for me to be angry about, I practically served myself up for you to abuse,” Tang Yu rattled off before realizing her neck was sore.

Her hand gently touched her neck, feeling a tinge of pain.

That’s right, she had been strangled with a belt last night.

Her body lightened as she, along with the blanket, got picked up and moved into Ye Sihan’s arms, sitting on his strong, muscular thighs.

“Hmm, it hurts…” Tang Yu felt uncomfortable the moment she moved, as if her waist was going to break.

Ye Sihan’s hand continued to rest on her waist, gently pressing, “Is this better?”

Tang Yu felt very depressed, “Let me go.”

Ye Sihan narrowed his eyes, observing her as she refused with her lips but buried her face in his chest, his dark pupils flickering with emotion as he hugged her even tighter.

Just then, a knock on the door was heard.

“Come in,” Ye Sihan said in a deep voice. After the door opened, he commanded, “Bring it in.”

The maid set the food on the table.

The table was movable.

She pushed it into the bedroom, placed it by the bed, and then left with her head bowed.

Tang Yu smelled the food and refused, “I don’t want to eat.”

She couldn’t even lift a hand at this point, let alone move.

Ye Sihan didn’t speak. He held a soup bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, and started to feed her soup.

When the spoon approached her mouth, Tang Yu was taken aback.

Ye Sihan… was personally feeding her?

This was a first…

Coming back to her senses, Tang Yu tried to lift her feeble hand to take the bowl herself, “I can do it… ”

Tang Yu pursed her lips, hesitated, and then opened her mouth. The warm soup entered her stomach, comforting her.

She wasn’t not hungry—in fact, she was so hungry her front was sticking to her back.

The soup alleviated the hunger quite a bit.

Swallowing, however, made both her throat and neck ache a little.

One was from crying out, the other from being strangled.

After drinking half a bowl of soup, he began to feed her rice with a mix of meat and vegetables.

Tang Yu didn’t have much of an appetite and could only eat half before feeling full. Her head tilted, and she felt sleepy.

She fell asleep within seconds.

That showed how severely her body was drained.

Ye Sihan didn’t put Tang Yu down and just held her as he finished the rest of the meal.

When Tang Yu woke up again, it was already dark outside.

Opening her eyes, she found herself in Ye Sihan’s solid and broad embrace.

Lifting her face, it was Ye Sihan’s sleeping features, sharply defined, with a clear jawline, a pronounced and seductive Adam’s apple, which, even in sleep, gave the impression of a beast slumbering.

Dangerously so.

It made one hold their breath, for fear of waking him up.

Tang Yu’s legs shifted slightly; her body was still sore, but it was better than when she had first woken up—at least she could move.

She tiptoed out of bed, but as soon as her feet touched the floor, her legs gave out, and her body lurched forward—
“Uh!” Tang Yu’s pupils dilated in shock.

With her face about to crash into the floor, even if it was carpeted, it would still hurt.

Instinctively closing her eyes, her waist tightened and lifted slightly, avoiding an intimate encounter between her face and the carpet.

Soft lips brushed against Tang Yu’s ear, his breath hot, “You can get out of bed now? Huh?”

Tang Yu stiffened all over her back, having no idea when Ye Sihan had awoken.

And her body was so easily supported by that one hand, the strength in it truly frightening.

“I… I’m much better, I just wasn’t careful and nearly fell. Let me get up, I need to use the bathroom…” Tang Yu got up, pulled away the hand at her waist, and headed off to the bathroom.

She really did need to pee.

The toilet and the bathroom were separated by glass partitions.

She supported her faltering steps into the bathroom and shut the door behind her.

It was as if doing so could stop Ye Sihan from coming in.

While walking towards the toilet, she happened to pass by the mirror.

Tang Yu glanced at it unconsciously and was immediately startled.

She was wearing pajamas, so the marks on her body weren’t visible, but her neck was.

There was a ring of red marks on it, striking to the eye.

How could she go out like this?

Tang Yu bit her lip in regret, feeling a sense of fear in her heart.

Ye Sihan was simply inhuman!

When she left the bathroom, Ye Sihan had already risen from the bed and was standing by the curtains, taking a phone call.

He wasn’t speaking, just listening to the person on the other end, “Mr. Ye, do you still need to monitor Miss Tang?”

“No need.”

After hanging up, he turned around and saw Tang Yu heading towards the bed, her movements slowed, biting her lip, then collapsing onto the pillow, looking vulnerable and helpless.

Ye Sihan’s gaze from his dark, deep-set eyes became shadowy as he walked to the bedside and directly lifted the covers.

Tang Yu, who had just covered herself up, was startled, “What are you doing…mmph!”

The thin lips that covered hers sealed away her rosebud mouth deeply, silencing her words abruptly.

Tang Yu’s body instinctively tensed.

After all, she couldn’t bear even a little bit right now, or she might really die!

Her frightened hands frantically tried to pull at Ye Sihan’s clothes, precisely his pajamas.

The neckline of the pajamas was directly torn open, revealing the muscular lines of his chest, exuding wildness.

Consumed intensely for a while, then he let go.

“Hah…hah…” Tang Yu was almost out of breath, gasping for air, her clear eyes trembling with mist from fear, “Don’t come again, I could die…”

Ye Sihan’s gaze fixed on her, dark eyes subtly rippling, he spoke shortly and dominantly, “Without my permission, you can’t die.”

Tang Yu’s breathing gradually steadied down, her pupils constricted slightly, but she said nothing.

Her pitiful lips were rubbed by his fingertips, feeling a slight roughness.

The close proximity of their gazes made the air unusually sensitive, as if in their eyes, they could only see each other.

This was interrupted by a knock on the door.

It was when Tang Yu went to the bathroom that the maid, under Ye Sihan’s instructions, had brought food.

Just like at noon, the small dining table was pushed to the bedside.

This time Tang Yu didn’t want Ye Sihan to feed her.

Being fed was really awkward.

There were two sets of cutlery on the dining table. Tang Yu was about to reach for the spoon to drink the soup in front of her when the phone placed on the bedside table vibrated.

It had been conveniently left there by Ye Sihan while he pressed onto Tang Yu after taking the call.

Ye Sihan picked up the phone, glanced at the caller ID, and got up to answer, “Speak.”

“Everything has been arranged on that end; tonight should be the last peaceful night’s sleep for the Zhou family,” said Xiao Yu from the other side.

Tang Yu sat on the bed, facing a table of delicacies, yet she obediently sat there, her clear eyes watching Ye Sihan’s tall figure.

She looked rather adorable.

Ye Sihan turned back to her, his black eyes locking onto her, he said sternly, “Eat.”

Tang Yu then picked up the spoon in front of her and began to sip the soup, one spoonful at a time.

Xiao Yu, on the other end of the phone, was startled at first, then the astute man immediately realized that ‘Eat’ wasn’t meant for him—Tang Yu was right there.

After Tang Yu had nearly finished her bowl of soup, a shadow fell over her.

Ye Sihan sat back down on the edge of the bed.

Tang Yu licked the soup from her lips and asked, “Busy with work?”

From Ye Sihan’s attire, it could be deduced that he hadn’t left the room for the entire day.

For a man of extreme ambition, this was unexpected.