Chapter 3: Provoked the Man She Shouldn’t Have Provoked

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Shang Yinghan!”

When Wen Qing shouted this name, she almost lost her balance.

Shang Yinghan’s face was right in front of her. Wen Qing reached behind her body like she was trying to grab something. Shang Li held Wen Qing’s hand and encouraged her in a low voice. “Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. My uncle doesn’t eat people.”

Wen Qing had heard this sentence eight hundred times.

Shang Yinghan did not eat people, but he was very scary.

Wen Qing had been afraid of him since she was a child. Now that she had grown up, she was still afraid of him. She was terrified just at the sight of him.

Shang Li tugged at Wen Qing and nodded. “Hello, Uncle.”

The tactful Wen Qing lowered her gaze and nodded. “Hello.”

Shang Yinghan, who was standing at the door, had just taken a shower. He was wearing a waffle bathrobe provided by the hotel with the belt loosely tied around his waist. His half-dry hair hung over his forehead.

Despite his superior appearance, there was a lazy satisfaction in his expression, and a little less of his usual fierceness.

He looked at Wen Qing and said, “Is there something you need?”

“No, no.” His presence made Wen Qing answer subconsciously.

“Then, why did you knock?”

Wen Qing did not know what to say.

She gazed at him, entranced.

Shang Yinghan!

He was the head of Yanjing’s famous Tianying Holdings!

He was a very powerful man in Yanjing.

At thirty, he had already achieved success and fame. The experience he had and the legends he had created were unparalleled.

But, why was he in Room 5122?

Could it be that the person she had slept with last night was Shang Yinghan?

No!

This could not be right.

Wen Qing slowly took a deep breath and told herself to calm down. However, when she closed her eyes and opened them again, Shang Yinghan’s expressionless face was still there, and the room number still had not changed!

He looked at her with his dark and intense eyes. “I assume you’d only knock if you need something.”

His voice was not as cold as it usually was. It was gentle.

Wen Qing pinched her own hand and heard Shang Li’s voice. “Qingqing, you’re hurting me.”

Wen Qing could not care less about Shang Li. Shang Yinghan was her uncle, so she was not afraid of him. Instead, she came up with a lame excuse and quickly slipped away. “I… I knocked on the wrong door. I’m sorry to have disturbed you.”

She said the words ‘I knocked on the wrong door’ guiltily and swallowed a few times. “Please don’t be angry. I’ll leave now. I’m leaving.”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.

“Stop!”

As if her nerves had been frozen, Wen Qing stood rooted to the spot, not daring to move a muscle.

Shang Yinghan’s gaze was on Wen Qing’s slender back. His thin lips were pursed like willow leaves as he waited for her to turn around. A few seconds later, Wen Qing obediently turned around.

“Come here,” Shang Yinghan said, crossing his arms.

Wen Qing thought, ‘I’m going to die, I’m going to die.’

He should know, right?

The two of them had slept together last night, so he must have known!

So, was he going to settle the score with her for last night?

No, she was clearly the one who came to settle scores with him!

Wen Qing looked to Shang Li for help. She really did not mean to sleep with Shang Yinghan. If she had known that the person who had caused the chaos last night was Shang Yinghan, she would have knocked some sense into herself.

Shang Yinghan took in all the vivid expressions on Wen Qing’s face. He pursed his lips. After a long while, he said, “Are you still afraid of me?”

“No, I’m not. Why would I be afraid of you?” Wen Qing subconsciously denied it and shook her head. “I just respect you.”

“Wen Qing, you don’t have to respect me,” Shang Yinghan said.