The Tycoon's Enchanted Mermaid

Chapter 102: Chapter 102: A Guilty Conscience Needs No Accuser, Sending Pearls

Ah Da’s heart trembled, and her breath was instantly taken away. The man’s tall and broad figure felt like a mountain bearing down on her, and her calves seemed to be filled with lead, rendering her unable to move.

She could only watch as Qin Yu extended a large hand from beside her, his fingers long. He grasped the door handle and turned it to the right, producing a “click,” and the door opened.

“Aren’t you going in?”

“Go ahead.”

Qin Yu’s voice was as clear as wine, a low voice coming from above her head, especially provocative in the silent night.

A thrill like electricity passed through Ah Da’s spine, causing her ears to turn pink, and her gaze inadvertently drifted to his wrist, which he exposed by rolling up his sleeves—his wrist was fair, robust, with seductively bulging blue veins visible.

He seemed to never wear any accessories, nothing on his wrists nor neck, and especially not on his ears.

“Not going in?”

The voice came from above again.

Ah Da’s long eyelashes twitched, and just as she was about to say she hadn’t come here to enter the study but to find him, Qin Yu suddenly pulled away.

Suddenly, there was emptiness behind her, and the oppressive feeling disappeared.

Ah Da’s heart tightened, and she hastily turned around.

Qin Yu was dressed in odd clothes, a white towel hung around his neck, a black tight short-sleeve top, and matching shorts that exposed one-third of his long, muscular legs, the sturdy muscles on his thighs seemed to be moving as he walked.

What was he going to do?

Without thinking, Ah Da began to follow him. Qin Yu did not go far before he turned a corner and stretched out his hand to open a door and enter.

Possibly knowing she was following, he left the door not fully closed, leaving just a crack as if deliberately left for her.

Ah Da paused, uncertainly made her way slowly to the door and pulled it open enough to sneak a peek inside.

The room was brightly lit and spacious, orderly filled with various black and white machines, with Qin Yu standing before a machine taller than a person, busy with something.

She wondered whether to enter.

Worried about disturbing him, Ah Da hesitated at the door.

Recently busy with company matters, Qin Yu had spent several days sitting in the office until his limbs felt loose; intending to exercise, he had changed his clothes and was on the way to the gym when he spotted the girl in a nightgown, sneaking around the study doorway.

Like a naive goose who had erred.

Following her to the gym, she crouched by the door, not daring to enter; Qin Yu turned around to lean on the equipment handle, a white towel thrown aside, his deep black eyes gazing towards the door, the girl mostly hidden behind it, clinging to the door, exposing only her big, clear, timid eyes.

“Come here.”

Qin Yu spoke lightly.

Ah Da shrank back, her eyes meeting the man’s dark ones, and the cold tone he had used on the phone earlier unsettled her.

Qin Yu was not in a hurry, waiting for the girl to come over by herself, slowly making three steps’ worth of distance with each step.

When she finally approached him, Ah Da spoke first, her voice soft: “I wasn’t trying to peek into your study, I just wanted to find you, Song Ma said you had returned.”

Qin Yu uttered a low hum, emotion indiscernible. He sat on the equipment with his legs wide, his abdominal muscles pronounced, the black clothes giving him an intensely cold and oppressive aura.

Ah Da’s heart pounded violently, her eyes dared not wander over his body—clothed in tight attire, every part of him radiated a tangible force.

He remained silent, merely watching her, exacerbating Ah Da’s nerves as she stood still on the clean, empty floor, like a young animal targeted by a fearsome predator, utterly devoid of anywhere to hide.

The man’s predatory gaze traveled from top to bottom, the girl tender as a lotus, her black, fluffy hair loosely cascading down her back, revealing snow-like soft, delicate arms, her waist fine enough to grasp, and beneath her skirt, her rounded and slender legs matched her tender skin, as if enveloped in a gentle glow.

Tiny and delicate, Master Ting Chan said she was a merfolk, but Qin Yu truly didn’t understand how someone like her, with her current appearance and personality, could survive in the deep sea where predators were everywhere.

Qin Yu suddenly reached out to grasp her arm, easily pulling the young girl in front of him, his palm encircling her petite waist.

Ah Da was abruptly pulled over, feeling a bit dazed as she looked up into a pair of deep, drooping eyes.

Qin Yu was too tall, even as he leaned against some equipment, Ah Da couldn’t meet his eyes straight on. His long arms encircled her, and his scent enveloped her all around.

Intense and domineering.

Ah Da grew even more nervous.

Her soft waist pinched by his palm, Ah Da could distinctly feel the boniness of his fingers, making her cheeks flush with red.

Qin Yu squinted at her and assertively lifted the pearl necklace she was holding in her palm’s center, asking in a low voice, “Did you come to find me because of this?”

“Ah?”

Nervous and confused, Ah Da suddenly widened her eyes. They were watery like two meticulously carved gems. Only then did she remember the initial purpose of her search.

To give him the necklace.

“Isn’t it?” Qin Yu asked softly.

Ah Da met his eyes, those extremely attractive eyes framed by black-feather-like lashes, their deep colors profound and mysterious, resembling a fathomless abyss, dangerous yet alluring, tempting her into its depths.

He was waiting, waiting for her confession.

Ah Da took a deep breath and spread her hands toward him, the glossy white pearl necklace resting in her palm.

“Yes, for you.”

Qin Yu embraced her waist, the young girl in his arms smelled sweet and tender, her voice mellow and gentle, delicate and clean like glass, exquisite in every aspect.

“Why?” he asked, looking at her.

Holding out her hand, Ah Da sincerely told him, “You helped me today, so this pearl necklace is a small gift to thank you. If… if you don’t like it, it’s okay. You can tell me what you want, and I can give it to you.”

She was prepared, having money wasn’t an issue.

Thinking of the valuable antiques in her little treasury, joy radiated from Ah Da’s face, her eyes curving into crescents, adorable in a way that evoked sympathy.

Qin Yu’s lips slightly curved up, feeling like the young girl right now was like a little animal that had opened its belly to him, her eyes shiny and expectant for his response.

He took the pearl necklace from her palm, the pearls smooth and fine, carrying her unique fragrance and warmth.

Ah Da saw him staring at the necklace, becoming a bit nervous—surely he wouldn’t find her handiwork too crude?

Qin Yu captured every bit of her expression in the corner of his eye, his smile growing wider, then he handed the necklace back to her.

“Since you want to thank me, shouldn’t the gesture be complete?”

Ah Da paused, not understanding his meaning.

The next second, a large hand stretched forward, commanding,

“Help me put it on.”

Ah Da’s delicately pale face paused for a moment. She didn’t refuse but took the pearl necklace and carefully put it on him. His palms were broad, more than double the size of hers.

Qin Yu looked down at the young girl in front of him, her soft hair covering her forehead, below that, a small, pert nose, and on both sides, long eyelashes like fan leaves.

After the pearl necklace was on his wrist, the young girl held his hand and suddenly bowed her head. The moment her soft lips touched his fingers, Qin Yu’s heart jolted sharply.