The Young Master’s Bride-Chapter 9
Is That How You Speak To An Elder?
Chu Baiqing stared at Third Brother and his future niece-in-law. Their position seemed inappropriate.
Third Brother disliked having women near him. Everyone knew this.
Nevertheless, he did not push this girl off him.
Chu Baiqing got up swiftly yet discreetly and excused himself from the room. Was Third Brother interested in her?
“Throwing yourself into a man’s arms? Do you usually do such a thing?” he asked. He was suppressing the rage in his tone, but it still carried a bit of irritation.
“If I told you that I slipped, would you believe me?” Ye Qingge smiled awkwardly. Naturally, her smile was enchanting.
The pair were glued together closely. Ye Qingge’s exquisite little face had a slightly awkward expression, but it was not displayed too clearly.
“You drank?” The thick smell of alcohol hit his nose, causing Li Beichen’s eyes to instantly turn icy.
“Anyone who doesn’t drink in a place like this is either still wet around behind the ears or sick!”
Ye Qingge gave an enchanting yet profound smile, still feeling sore over her lost sale of the two bottles of 1982 Lafite.
“Is that how you talk to an elder?”
He released a scorching aura as he said these words, evenly beating against Ye Qingge’s neck.
Ye Qingge shivered. Li Beichen’s aura was overpowering.
Ye Qingge had not expected that the seemingly upright Li Beichen would turn out to be a man who enjoyed taking advantage, and she refused to let herself be targeted.
The man’s strong arms suddenly cupped the back of her head and pressed down forcefully…
“Or are you the sick one here? Hmm?” Li Beichen tightened his hold around the back of Ye Qingge’s head.
‘Is he implying that I’m sick in the head?’
The rising pitch in Li Beichen’s voice when he said “hmm”, made Ye Qingge’s heart stop instantly.
She felt a hint of fear amid her panicked thoughts. She could not afford to mess with this man. She knew this very well.
They were now drawn very close together…
“Mr. Li, please have some decorum!”
Ye Qingge struggled with all of her might, but it was useless.
“Is this forceful enough for you?” His hand squeezed tighter on the back of her head.
The man’s palm was as hot as a soldering iron. It left Ye Qingge too afraid to even move!
This man’s malevolent ruthlessness was unlike any other.
He knew that she was his nephew’s fiancée, handpicked by Old Li himself, yet he still treated her this way.
He had completely scorned her, so why should she let him take advantage of her? He looked so smug too!
She, Ye Qingge, had never been a pushover.
She turned to the side and bit Li Beichen on the neck — hard. It was not enough to draw blood, but it left a red mark.
“Hsss!” Li Beichen gasped in pain. His eyes immediately turned cold, flashing dangerously.
“This is forceful enough!” she spat with ferocity, charm, and seduction.
Now he could see that she was a wild cat who would scratch a man. She was only acting prim and proper in front of the old man. He knew that there was more to her than meets the eye.
“Not quite!” Li Beichen grabbed the back of Ye Qingge’s head with his large hand and pulled her lips toward his, kissing them forcefully, with all of his might.
He vowed to take all of her breath away and replace it with the taste of him.
Ye Qingge’s mind was bursting. This was a strange yet familiar feeling.
Suddenly, she was reminded of that night five years ago…
Devastating, intimate, fierce, dangerous…
“Pay attention!” Li Beichen warned frostily, sensing that the woman in his arms had entered a daze.
Her lips were so soft and sweet that one could not stop.
Ye Qingge instantly snapped back to her senses when she heard Li Beichen’s growl.
