Deeply in Love: The Two-Faced CEO is Too Clingy

Chapter 139 Hiding in His Arms

Chapter 139 Hiding in His Arms

He really wanted to give her a good whack on the head, but he was afraid of hurting her or even breaking her.

"Really?" Yue Yirou wiped away her tears, blinked, and stared at Yan Ye, clearly somewhat disbelieving.

However, her fear and worry lessened considerably.

Yan Ye glared at her, his face ashen, and gritted his teeth, saying, "So far, everything is fine, but if you dare to shed another tear for him, I will send A-Cheng to capture him and skin him alive."

"I'm not crying anymore, I'm not crying anymore." Yue Yirou completely let go of Yan Ye's clothes and hurriedly wiped the tears from her face.

Although she still didn't know what had happened, at least she knew that Lu Tingyun was alive and well, and that was enough for her.

She wouldn't ask any more questions about Lu Tingyun. If she angered Yan Ye, it would be something she couldn't handle, and it might even implicate many other people.

Yan Ye looked at her, feeling both angry and heartbroken. This woman was truly despicable!

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he glared at Yue Yirou and said coldly, "Why are you wiping your tears with your hands?"

If you don't use your hands to wipe your tears, what do you use to wipe them?

Yue Yirou was a little confused, blinking her teary eyes as she looked at him.

"Where's my handkerchief?"

handkerchief?

His handkerchief?

Yue Yirou suddenly realized and stammered, "That...that handkerchief is still on the cruise ship. I forgot to take it."

"What did you say?" A thunderous roar suddenly rang out, and Yan Ye roared with veins bulging on his forehead, "Yue Yirou, how could you throw my things away so carelessly? How could you be so unappreciative of my things?"

Yue Yirou was startled by him and said timidly, "I...I didn't mean to, I just forgot to take it."

"You did it on purpose. You despise me, you despise everything about me."

Yan Ye refused to listen to her explanation, convinced that Yue Yirou had done it on purpose. He became more and more agitated as he spoke, and his eyes grew redder and redder.

Seeing him like this, Yue Yirou felt helpless and sad. She could tell that Yan Ye was not only angry, but also very sad, so sad that his eyes were red.

Actually, it's red from the heat.

"I'll make it up to you, Yan Ye. I'll go buy you a new one." Is that alright?

"Really?" Yan Ye's expression and tone softened.

"Okay." Yue Yirou nodded. "However, you have to let me go out first."

“I’ll go out with you to buy it, but just buying me a new one isn’t enough, you also have to…” Yan Ye paused deliberately, looking at Yue Yirou, a hint of ambiguity slowly curving his handsome lips.

A bad feeling rose in Yue Yirou's heart, but she still held onto hope and pretended not to understand as she hesitated and said, "Do we still need to embroider a few small flowers on the handkerchief?"

"..." Yan Ye's face was full of black lines.

However, his expression changed in an instant, and a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes: "You can also embroider?"

"I know a little." Yue Yirou nodded immediately, then hurriedly asked, "What kind of flowers do you want to embroider on the handkerchief?"

Without thinking, Yan Ye blurted out, "Lilies, white lilies."

"Okay." Yue Yirou nodded in agreement, suppressing the joy in her heart. She thought that now that she was here, the matter of forgetting to take his handkerchief should be forgotten.

But Yan Ye continued, "Besides embroidering lilies, you also need to..."

"What else do we need?"

Yue Yirou was a little angry. He wanted that, didn't he? Why did he think about that every day? Wasn't he afraid of indulging in too much sex?

"A few more words need to be embroidered."

"..." How many words are embroidered? What words are embroidered? Is it just a few words?

"I'll tell you what words to embroider once I buy the handkerchief," Yan Ye said mysteriously with an ambiguous smile.

Yue Yirou didn't ask any further questions. She would just embroider a few words; it was better than being bullied by him no matter what.

After going downstairs to eat, Yan Ye happily took Yue Yirou out to buy handkerchiefs.

As Yan Ye sat in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, holding Yue Yirou in his arms, he couldn't help but wonder if this was a blessing in disguise.

She personally went to buy him a new handkerchief and embroidered some meaningful little flowers and words on it.

Moreover, after this incident, their relationship seemed to have grown closer; at least, she no longer turned her face away and ignored him like she had in the morning.

Yan Ye looked at the woman in his arms, liking her more and more, and his mood improved with each glance. He couldn't help but kiss her on the forehead, then kiss her again, and again, and again...

Yue Yirou's fists were already clenched into fists; she really wanted to raise them and give him a few punches.

Can't this man just shut up for once?

"Stop kissing me," Yue Yirou finally said, unable to bear it any longer.

"I couldn't resist," Yan Ye said, and continued kissing.

Yue Yirou: "..."

Unable to resist?

How could he say such a thing? He's truly shameless.

Yue Yirou clenched her fists even tighter. Could she punch him a few times and then say, "I couldn't help it"?

She hesitated.

However, just as she made up her mind to raise her fist and beat someone up, Ah Cheng in the driver's seat suddenly said, "Young Master, Young Madam, there's a boutique selling handkerchiefs up ahead. Shall we get out and take a look?"

"Okay." Yue Yirou blurted out, she had had enough of someone's shameless torment.

The car stopped in front of the boutique. As soon as the car stopped, Yue Yirou couldn't wait to escape someone's embrace, but she didn't succeed.

"Wait for Acheng to open the door before getting out of the car," he said while continuing to kiss her.

Yue Yirou clenched her fist again as soon as she relaxed it.

Just bear with it, just bear with it a little longer.

Finally, after Acheng got out of the car, he went to the back seat and opened the car door from the outside. Only then did Yan Ye calm down.

Yue Yirou leaned over the car door, intending to get out, but suddenly felt something was wrong. She looked up and saw that almost everyone on the street was looking in their direction. She immediately stepped back and continued sitting on Yan Ye's lap.

"What's wrong? Don't want to leave my embrace?" Yan Ye hugged her, a smile playing on his lips as he whispered sweetly in her ear.

Yue Yirou didn't answer, nor did she shake her head or nod. At that moment, all she could think about was that news story.

Once she was out on the street, she remembered the news that had been almost devastating to her. Wasn't that a bit ridiculous?

Moreover, the car they were in was no ordinary luxury car; it would be almost impossible for it not to attract attention.

As soon as she gets out of the car, someone will recognize her.

She shouldn't have come out, nor should she have come out with Yan Ye, and she definitely shouldn't have come out without a mask.

"What exactly happened?" Yan Ye's magnetic voice, tinged with confusion, rang in my ears.

Just as Yue Yirou was about to explain, a passerby walked past the open car door and looked into the car. Yue Yirou quickly turned her face away and hid in Yan Ye's arms.

Her action left the man in the car stunned for a long time. When he finally came to his senses, he was too excited to speak.