Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs

Chapter 122: Chapter 122: Didn’t Touch Me Chapter 122: Chapter 122: Didn’t Touch Me “Is this your phone?” Ye Yuli asked.

“I picked up the wrong phone. It’s Sister Xue’s. Ye Yuli, stop making things difficult for me, okay? I can’t stay here.” Tang Yu was so anxious that her speech trembled.

If Ye Sihan found out she was with Ye Yuli, especially this late at night, she didn’t know how he would treat her!

“You don’t have to be afraid of him. I’ve said it, you can choose to leave with me.”

Tang Yu struggled to steady her emotions and said, “Ye Yuli, I already know the reason you broke up with me. I act as if I don’t know because I’ve lost all illusions about you. I have my own life, and I hope you won’t interfere with it…”

Before she could finish, Ye Yuli held her in his arms.

Her body stiffened.

When she came to and tried to push him away, she couldn’t push him off—
“Ye Yuli!”

“It’s my fault,” Ye Yuli’s voice was hoarse.

“If you truly feel sorry, tell me why Ye Sihan loses control on nights with lightning and thunder?” Tang Yu asked, this was the reason she agreed to meet here now.

Ye Yuli let go of her, his eyes deep, “His mother committed suicide on a night of lightning and thunder; at the time, the only people in the room were Ye Sihan and his mother, nobody knows what happened inside. Some people also say that it was Ye Sihan who killed his mother.”

Tang Yu was so shocked she forgot she wanted to leave, “How is that possible? Can’t rumors be a bit more reliable?”

“Who knows? After all, Ye Sihan is ruthless, what can’t he do? That’s why I want you to leave Kyoto.”

Tang Yu’s mind was in turmoil.

Ye Sihan was indeed ruthless, but she didn’t believe for a moment that he could kill his own mother; she didn’t even want to think about it.

“Is there nothing else?” she asked.

“No.”

Tang Yu turned and left, heading downstairs.

Ye Yuli followed her, “You haven’t answered me.”

“Is there a need for an answer?” Tang Yu replied without turning back. “It’s impossible between us.”

She went to pull open the door, but it just wouldn’t open.

She was walking behind Ye Yuli; when had the door been locked?

“It’s automatic.” Ye Yuli stepped forward to open the door, “I just wanted to take you away from the place controlled by Ye Sihan. It’s impossible for you to resolve his inner demons in this lifetime.”

Tang Yu looked up at him.

“Don’t try to change him,” Ye Yuli said.

Tang Yu’s heart sank, yet it was also filled with hope. Nothing is absolute, is it?

“My stance remains the same, I don’t need you to meddle.” Tang Yu turned to leave.

Ye Yuli grabbed her wrist.

Tang Yu was displeased, “What are you doing now?”

“I’ll give you a ride.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than a strong beam of light shone directly at them.

Tang Yu’s eyes closed reflexively.

Ye Yuli slightly turned his face away, and when the car headlights went out, he looked over coldly.

This was a private beach. Who would come here?

Tang Yu’s blood turned ice-cold when she saw the Rolls-Royce parked silently not far away on the beach.

Subsequently, the car door opened, and a long leg stepped out.

Ye Sihan’s tall figure stood before her, like a ghost of the dark night, suddenly arriving.

Especially those cold eyes, which instilled a profound fear in body and soul.

Tang Yu realized what was happening and immediately pulled her wrist out of Ye Yuli’s grasp.

As she watched Ye Sihan approach slowly, an air of danger around him like that of a wild beast, she was so terrified that her face turned pale.

“Am I arriving at an inopportune time?” Ye Sihan’s voice was devoid of warmth, the color of his eyes overflowing with brutality.

“I came over because I have something to discuss. It’s not what you think—I was just about to head home…” Tang Yu hastily explained, trying to calm her wildly pounding heart that was nearly causing her to go into shock.

“Did I allow you to explain?” Ye Sihan’s dark gaze was intimidating and fierce.

Tang Yu’s face stiffened, her breathing unsteady.

Why won’t he allow an explanation? Is it because he won’t listen and only believes what he sees with his own eyes?

Ye Yuli said, “She just wanted to know some things about you, that’s all.”

“What things?”

“How you treated her a few days ago—you haven’t forgotten, have you?” Ye Yuli countered.

This was in reference to the episodes Ye Sihan experienced during thunderstorms at night.

Yet, even with such an explanation, it did nothing to improve Ye Sihan’s mood; instead, the atmosphere he exuded became even more terrifying.

A dark aura enveloped him as if the Devil himself had suddenly descended.

His cold, thin lips parted slightly, “Come here,” he commanded, an order that brooked no refusal.

Tang Yu immediately tried to approach, but Ye Yuli once again caught her wrist, making her feel faint with fear.

“What are you going to do to her?” Ye Yuli attempted to protect her.

“It’s not your place to interfere,” Ye Sihan stepped forward, his long legs kicking violently towards Ye Yuli’s abdomen—
“Ugh!” Ye Yuli grunted as he stumbled backward, his body slamming against the wall with a thud.

His hand naturally let go of Tang Yu, otherwise she would have been dragged into the collision with him.

Tang Yu shuddered in fear, unable to believe that Ye Sihan would actually strike Ye Yuli.

Ye Yuli’s face bore an expression of enduring pain as he coldly watched Ye Sihan.

“I’ve told you, my patience has its limits,” Ye Sihan said as his hand, like a pair of iron tongs, grabbed Tang Yu’s wrist at the place where Ye Yuli had just held it, squeezing tightly.

“Ah…” Tang Yu felt as if her bones were being crushed. “Softer…” she pleaded.

Ye Sihan, behaving as if he hadn’t heard her, dragged her away and forced her onto the car as if she were a prisoner.

Ye Yuli took a moment to ease the pain in his abdomen, straightened up, and watched as the Rolls-Royce disappeared into the night.

He was worried for Tang Yu.

What would it take for her to be willing to leave with him…

“Ah!” Tang Yu was abruptly pulled up to the second floor by Ye Sihan, tossed into the master bedroom where she almost fell, steadying herself on the back of a sofa. She looked in terror at the man radiating malevolence, “Ye Sihan, don’t you trust me? When I went over to—”
“You want to understand me so badly, why didn’t you come and ask me, hm?” Ye Sihan’s face was shadowed and cold.

“I… how could I dare to ask you?” Tang Yu said.

“How many times did you secretly meet with Ye Yuli behind my back? Are you always lying?” Ye Sihan advanced on her. “Just now, besides your hand, where else did he touch you?”

Tang Yu, panicking, took a step back, but her wrist was caught again and she was violently pulled forward, her frail body crashing against his solid chest, “Ah! Don’t… he didn’t touch me, he didn’t!”

“We’ll see about that,” Ye Sihan lifted his hand and with a rip—”Ah!”

Tang Yu’s shoulder was exposed as her clothes were torn to shreds by Ye Sihan’s strength and thrown onto the sofa in the next second, “Ah!”

Ye Sihan pounced on her like a wild beast, his hands terrifyingly strong, easily stripping Tang Yu bare.

Deprived of her clothes for modesty, her entire body was starkly exposed to Ye Sihan’s dark, fierce gaze.

Her skin was tender and pale, still bearing the marks Ye Sihan had left that hadn’t yet faded—like proprietary signs left by someone.

Under Ye Sihan’s penetrating stare, Tang Yu’s body trembled uncontrollably, “See? I really didn’t have any… mm!”

Her body tensed suddenly and without warning, Tang Yu bit her lip, her watery eyes trembling as she looked up at the man above her.