Teasing the Icy President

Mu Qingtian instinctively covered her eyes, and through the gaps between her fingers, she caught a glimpse of the manager, who was as round as a roly-poly toy, unexpectedly displaying a calm and competent demeanor.

She slowly opened her fingers, gave the manager a thumbs-up, and despite herself, exclaimed, “Manager, you’re amazing! Go for it!” She even raised her tiny fist in encouragement.

Ye Ziqian shot her a cold glance, prompting Mu Qingtian to zip her lips, pat her mouth with her hand, and stick out her tongue at him.

“Uncle, are you kidding me? You’re making drinking gestures without even having any alcohol? I almost thought you were going to get poisoned!” Mu Qingtian completely ignored Ye Ziqian’s increasingly dark expression.

“Shut up.” Ye Ziqian felt like slapping this chubby girl into unconsciousness. She just wouldn’t stop chattering.

Lu Zizhong observed Ye Ziqian’s frowning face, “Boss, I’ve already sent someone to investigate these people’s backgrounds.”

“Just dispose of them. I want to see who dares to plot against Ye Ziqian in my territory. Let me know who the mastermind is,” Ye Ziqian said, grabbing a stool and breaking it in half with a loud crack. The man in black, who had been beaten by the manager, trembled in fear; they had heard of President Ye’s temper and had seen his ruthless methods before.

Whenever Ye Ziqian wanted to deal with someone, he would always break some elongated object.

The man in black, caught in Ye Ziqian’s brutal gaze, felt a warm stream suddenly bursting from his pants. It splattered all over the ground.

“What’s wrong? Did you wet yourself?” The manager’s eyes were filled with disdain. “Why didn’t you go to the toilet before poisoning someone? Remember, next time you plan to poison someone, you should use the toilet first to avoid wetting yourself in fear again.”

“Oh no, you won’t have a next time.” There was an edge of menace in the manager’s sarcastic words, a tone that even Mu Qingtian could sense.

Mu Qingtian was still tightly held by Ye Ziqian, her lower abdomen protruding, revealing some belly fat. She pulled at her clothes, trying to cover her round belly, but it was no use. Damn it, how could this weird uncle still have the mind to take advantage of her in such a situation? She cast him a slightly resentful glance, thinking to herself, “It seems like I still have someone who likes me, otherwise why would this handsome uncle be secretly taking advantage of me?”

Mu Qingtian was still pondering why the weird uncle had been so forward with her when suddenly she heard a loud “Ah!” This startled her greatly, and she darted out of Ye Ziqian’s embrace in a swift move. The sight outside truly scared her out of her wits.

Lying in the middle of the floor was a bloody arm, still dripping with some urine-a clear sign it belonged to the man in black she had just encountered.

Mu Qingtian had always been squeamish at the sight of such gore and would feel dizzy at the sight of such bloody scenes, yet she couldn’t help but glance at the man in black’s arm.

The fingers were bent and spread out; it was the arm of a handsome man, with long, pale fingers, especially noticeable was the effeminate sapphire ring on the pinky finger, very similar to the one worn by the manager she had seen earlier at the liquor store.

The man in black stared fixedly at his severed arm, his eyes filled with a murderous intent, yet his lips were pleading for mercy.

Mu Qingtian recognized the voice with a hint of familiarity. Turning around, she locked eyes with the man in black and quickly noticed a familiar look in his eyes-the ring was indeed like the manager’s.

“Qingtian?” The man in black’s sickly sweet voice made Mu Qingtian’s skin crawl. Was it really him? Was that how he addressed her? It was the first time she heard the manager call her that, and it sent shivers down her spine.

“Do you two know each other?” Ye Ziqian eyed Mu Qingtian suspiciously with narrow eyes. “Are you accomplices?”

Mu Qingtian glanced at the sissy, “He was the boss of my first part-time job, who later fired me.”

“Qingtian, you should speak with some conscience, you know? I never docked your pay despite your frequent tardiness and early departures. Please, beg President Ye for mercy on my behalf. I will be eternally grateful,” the man in black pleaded, not giving up hope.

Mu Qingtian stepped back in fear; this sissy was no simple character, daring to come alone to take down the weird uncle. What grudge did he hold against him?

“Qingtian, Qingtian.” Hearing the sissy call her name in such a slippery tone made Mu Qingtian terrified. He actually dared to kill someone, he really dared.

“President Ye, please spare me, I was forced into this, please, for Qingtian’s sake, let me go. I’ll do anything you ask of me. I’ll be your loyal servant,” the sissy continued to crawl forward, slowly reaching Ye Ziqian’s side.

Mu Qingtian, frightened, stumbled and fell back into Ye Ziqian’s arms. Ye Ziqian looked at Mu Qingtian with disdain, this chubby girl was so impetuous.

“Can’t you be more careful?” Ye Ziqian was on the verge of losing his temper, this clumsy girl always messed things up at critical moments, or else they could have found out who the mastermind was today.

“President Ye, President Ye.” The only remaining right hand of the sissy clung tightly to Ye Ziqian’s pants leg, shaking it back and forth, igniting a fierce anger in Ye Ziqian’s eyes.

“Uncle Zhong!” Ye Ziqian shouted frantically, “Chop off this fake woman’s right hand too.”

He didn’t even say to take his life, so why was this so troublesome? How dare he tug at his pants?

“Qingtian, President Ye, spare my life! I really have my reasons,” the man’s voice buzzed hoarsely.

“You better come up with a better excuse next time, kid. Or rather, you won’t have a next time. In your next life, remember to change your plea for mercy,” one of the men in black, carrying out Uncle Zhong’s orders, said as he chopped off the man’s other arm.

“Clean up the scene. Uncle Zhong, let’s go,” Ye Ziqian said, then kicked the arm lying beside him. Blood gushed forth from the severed limb, startling Mu Qingtian, who instinctively dove into Ye Ziqian’s arms.

Ye Ziqian, with a dark expression, pushed Mu Qingtian away, but she couldn’t regain her balance and slipped directly to the floor, covered in blood.

Only then did Ye Ziqian realize that the earlier scene had frightened this girl into unconsciousness.

Helplessly, he hoisted Mu Qingtian onto his shoulder and carried her out of the casino.

But this girl was surprisingly heavy! Even for someone like him who had undergone special training, it felt like torture. It was evident just how strong she was.

“President, where do you plan to take this girl?” Uncle Zhong casually asked.

Ye Ziqian remained silent, merely shooting a cold glance at Lu Zizhong, who immediately ceased speaking. It was clear that President Ye was dismissing him as meddling.

Once outside the brightly lit casino, a luxurious private car was quietly parked at the entrance, waiting for its owner.

With Mu Qingtian slung over one shoulder, Ye Ziqian opened the car door and unceremoniously tossed her inside like a rag. Only then did he call Lu Zizhong to come drive.

Lu Zizhong drove away swiftly. Where they were headed, the president hadn’t said, and he wisely refrained from asking, following the old routine back home.

Mu Qingtian kept mumbling in her sleep, to Ye Ziqian’s great annoyance. He had never seen anyone talk in their sleep as much as she did all the way there.

As they neared the house, Lu Zizhong suddenly turned to Ye Ziqian and said, “Miss Yu is already waiting for you at the hotel, President Ye.”

“Uncle Zhong, why didn’t you tell me earlier? We’re almost home now,” Ye Ziqian replied, his mind instantly sharpening at the mention of Miss Yu. Miss Yu was the fiancée of a colonel, someone Ye Ziqian had recently taken a liking to. That was just how he was-always drawn to beautiful women of all kinds. After all, he had plenty of money. In Ye Ziqian’s world, there were few problems that money couldn’t solve, and if throwing money at it offered a solution, to him, it wasn’t even a problem.

“Find a job, give money to my parents.”

Damn it. That was the phrase this girl had repeated countless times. The look of irritation on Ye Ziqian’s face was unmoving. Wait, did she mention she was looking for a job?

As it happened, his company’s editing room was short of a diligent worker. Judging by her sturdy build, she might actually be well-suited for moving heavy things around.

“Uncle Zhong, when she wakes up, tell her to report to our company. She keeps saying she’s looking for work, doesn’t she? The editing room is short one person.”

“Understood, President Ye. You should go; Miss Yu has been waiting for some time now.”

A faint smile flashed across Lu Zizhong’s eyes-Miss Yu? A colonel’s fiancée?

Ye Ziqian cast him a sharp glance, silencing Lu Zizhong. Without another word, Lu Zizhong lowered his head and found an excuse to leave. As he left, a trace of cleverness flickered in his eyes.

Mu Qingtian turned over in Ye Ziqian’s arms, continuing to sleep. She snored lightly and mumbled in her sleep.

Ye Ziqian grimaced, forcefully shifting her aside, and went to make a phone call to Miss Yu.

Mu Qingtian felt her body suddenly drop as Ye Ziqian placed her directly onto the car seat. Her head accidentally bumped against the car window glass, prompting her to raise a hand and rub her round forehead.

“Where am I now?” Mu Qingtian muttered to herself, scratching her head while a hint of her protruding belly peeked out, leaving her momentarily dazed.