100 Days with the Contract Lover - Chapter 111

Yu Nuanxin barely slept all night, her mind replaying the terrifying scene like a broken record. Even when exhaustion finally claimed her, her dreams were haunted, jolting her awake repeatedly. The next morning, she descended the stairs with a weary spirit. Passing by the dining room, she unexpectedly spotted Nangong Yao. For the past month, he had always left for work earlier than her, making him a rare sight. But today…

Was it because of last night’s incident? Anxiety crept in again, her body trembling slightly with fear.

She lowered her head, pretending not to see him, and hurried her pace.

“Nuanxin, aren’t you having breakfast?” Nanny He inquired.

Yu Nuanxin dared not respond, continuing her path.

“Finish your breakfast before you leave!” Nangong Yao’s icy voice floated over, causing her to halt abruptly, her heart pounding fiercely as she feigned composure. “No, I’m rushing to work!”

“I said, finish your breakfast before you leave!” Nangong Yao’s tone remained unchanged, yet carried an added edge of danger.

Nanny He, worried that Yu Nuanxin might provoke him again, quickly approached to coax her, “Young madam, have some breakfast.”

Left with no choice, Yu Nuanxin resigned herself to the situation, sometimes despising her own timidity in his presence. Yet, any attempt at defiance would only lead to conflict. She was exhausted, lacking the energy for further disputes. She chose a seat farthest from him, chewing her breakfast without tasting it.

Her entire being was tense, on high alert, fearing he might suddenly speak.

But he seemed disinclined to initiate conversation, absorbed in his newspaper.

While Yu Nuanxin felt a slight relief, his indifferent demeanor also stirred a flicker of anger within her. After last night’s events, how could he pretend nothing had happened? Even if he didn’t verbally apologize, shouldn’t he at least show some remorse?

She mocked herself for being naive. Nangong Yao, remorseful? Was that even possible?

Even if he caused someone’s ruin, he wouldn’t feel the slightest regret, let alone for nearly overpowering her trivial matter in his eyes. Yet, for a woman, it was a profound humiliation.

The more she dwelled on it, the angrier she became. After a few bites of bread, she could no longer stomach it and stood up to leave. “I’m heading to work!”

“Wait…”

She froze, like a startled bird.

Nangong Yao set down his newspaper, tossing an agreement in front of her. “Take this to Xia Yanzhi, see if there are any details that need revising.”

“Wouldn’t it be better for you to negotiate directly with Xia Yanzhi?” Perhaps during the discussion, they could end up in bed, satisfying his ‘beastly desires.’

Nangong Yao raised an eyebrow, casting her a glance. “Is this a multiple-choice question?”

“…” Yu Nuanxin irritably stuffed the agreement into her bag, storming off, cursing Nangong Yao under her breath. Bastard! Bastard! Does being a president make him special? He’s just a beast who thinks with his lower half!

…

Arriving at Xia Yanzhi’s upscale apartment complex, Yu Nuanxin rang her doorbell. After a while, there was no response. She pressed again after a pause, still no answer. Considering whether to contact her agent first, the door opened. But it wasn’t Xia Yanzhi who answered; it was a man with disheveled hair, sleepy eyes, a tall and slender frame, fair skin, and striking features, wearing only a pair of briefs, exuding a distinct “gigolo” vibe.

Yu Nuanxin couldn’t quite pinpoint why she felt this way, but the sensation was strong.

“Excuse me… Is this Xia Yanzhi’s residence?” The address given by her colleague was indeed here!

“She’s still asleep. What do you need?”

“I’m a lawyer from Global Group, here to discuss the contract with Miss Xia.”

“Sweetheart, who’s at the door?” Xia Yanzhi’s voice called from afar.

“A lawyer from Global Group…”

Xia Yanzhi loudly cursed, audible to Yu Nuanxin, “Come back in the afternoon!”

“But the president insists that you finalize it this morning, and the formal contract must be signed this afternoon.” To avoid a second trip, Yu Nuanxin quickly invoked ‘Nangong Yao.’ As expected, despite her displeasure, Xia Yanzhi let her in.

She waited in the living room for a while before Xia Yanzhi emerged, clad in a silk nightgown, looking alluring. She sat across from her, picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table, and gestured to her. “Smoke?”

“Thank you! I don’t smoke.”

“How dull!” Xia Yanzhi lit a cigarette for herself, puffing away. “Where’s the contract?”

“Here, please have a look.”

“I’m too lazy to read. Read it to me!”

Yu Nuanxin held back her frustration, “Alright! The contract has a total of one hundred and twenty clauses. The first clause…”

“Why is it so long? How long will it take to read? Just highlight the key points.”

“Okay!” Yu Nuanxin also felt explaining legal terms to a ‘brainless vase’ was akin to playing music to a cow, so she picked out the most crucial ones to read.

The fair-skinned, handsome man came out, kissed Xia Yanzhi’s cheek, left a business card, and reluctantly said, “Sister Xia, I’m leaving now. Remember to call me!”

“Alright, hurry back!”

Their ‘interaction’ confirmed Yu Nuanxin’s intuition. ‘Special professionals’ have a ‘distinctive’ aura, recognizable at a glance. Of course, she held no prejudice against people in that industry. It’s merely a different way of survival, with no hierarchy.

Once he left, Xia Yanzhi casually crumpled the business card and tossed it away, casting a warning glance at her. “You know what to say and what not to say.”

She wasn’t particularly promiscuous, rarely hiring gigolos. It was only after Nangong Yao ignited her ‘desires’ last night and left her hanging that she sought a gigolo for relief.

“I understand! I’m a lawyer from Global, only responsible for the contract.”

Seeing she wasn’t the type to meddle, Xia Yanzhi relaxed, “Continue.”

Yu Nuanxin was explaining some legal terms when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Xia Yanzhi went to answer it, and soon Yu Nuanxin heard a commotion, as if Xia Yanzhi was preventing someone from entering, but the person barged in anyway, looking like a thug, clearly idle and unproductive.