CHAPTER 1142: CHAPTER 1142: A FACE AT THE WINDOW

"Mr. Ye..."

Upon seeing Ye Chenfeng return, the crowd immediately flocked to him. Naturally, this included big shots like Ji Qingrong.

"Alright, let’s disperse. Everyone go back to your homes and find your moms!" Ye Chenfeng waved his hand grandly.

Even though many were reluctant, they could only leave with regret.

"Lord, Lady Rose, please!"

Among the many big shots, Ye Chenfeng only greeted God of Wealth and Lady Rose.

"..."

The remaining four Great Families, though embarrassed, could only silently endure.

Even they probably never imagined that the Eight Great Families would become forces unable to take the stage.

"Brother Ye, please!"

God of Wealth and Yu Chisu departed, with Yu Chisu giving Ye Chenfeng a meaningful look.

"Ye..."

Ji Qingrong was about to say something when Ye Chenfeng interrupted him, ignoring Ji Qingrong and saying to Han Zhushang, "Shall we leave too?"

Han Zhushang immediately broke into a radiant smile, saying, "Sure thing!"

Han Zhushang nodded to a few people, then snugly clung to Ye Chenfeng as they left.

"Haha, Brother Ji, everyone’s gone." Seeing Ji Qingrong in a bind, Qin Changtian nearly burst into laughter.

Ji Qingrong’s gaze gradually fell on Qin Changtian: "Brother Qin, could it be you knew Mr. Ye’s identity all along?"

Qin Changtian appeared calm and composed, saying lightly, "Of course, I’m sure Brother Ji has long heard about the hunting competition. Looking back now, it’s laughable, isn’t it? It was Mr. Ye going. What qualifications do other families have to compete?"

Qin Changtian’s arrogant words, others dared not refute.

Bai Yexing and Wang Jianqing exchanged a glance, eyes full of helplessness.

Back then, the Bai Family and the Wang Family’s youths were still vying with Ye Chenfeng! In retrospect, it was like the difference between ants and deities.

"Brother Qin, you’re a bit unethical, aren’t you? By the way, what’s the relationship between Mr. Ye and Miss Han?" Ji Qingrong asked cautiously.

Qin Changtian chuckled, "Young people these days, right? Out there, they’re even saying my family’s Yanran girl and little Ye have an unusual relationship, but they don’t know that little Ye is actually like Yanran’s father."

If Ye Chenfeng heard this, he’d probably spit blood directly.

In truth, Qin Changtian was just boasting to Ji Qingrong; it was only today that he learned of Ye Chenfeng and Han Zhushang’s relationship. He’d always thought Ye Chenfeng and Qin Yanran were ambiguously involved.

"This..."

Getting a definite answer left Ji Qingrong feeling like he’d been struck by lightning.

Qin Changtian added, "Back then, when little Ye was directly challenging the Military God, Zhuchang stood by his side without hesitation. Zhuchang really has an eye for things!"

"Pft!"

Ji Qingrong was about to vomit blood; no matter how much he rushed, he ended up a step too late.

...

Leaving the upscale club, Ye Chenfeng and Han Zhushang walked shoulder to shoulder. Neither spoke, as if by mutual understanding.

"Is Yu Chisu good at driving?"

"Pft!"

Out of the blue, Han Zhushang threw out a question that almost fried Ye Chenfeng inside and out.

"Hey, little hubby, I’m asking you." Han Zhushang’s serious face made people want to laugh.

Ye Chenfeng shook his head, "I haven’t ridden in her car, so I don’t know how her driving is."

"Hee hee hee..."

Suddenly, Han Zhushang laughed like a flower trembling in the wind.

Immediately, she affectionately hugged Ye Chenfeng’s arm.

"Oh my! My head is spinning!"

The next moment, Han Zhushang put her hand to her forehead and fell into Ye Chenfeng’s arms, forcing him to catch her.

"I think I’m drunk!" Han Zhushang hadn’t even finished her sentence before closing her eyes, but her arms held Ye Chenfeng’s waist tightly. Ye Chenfeng shook his head reluctantly, having no choice but to carry Han Zhushang into the car.

Even when he placed Han Zhushang in the passenger seat, she still clung tightly to Ye Chenfeng’s waist.

"Is this intentional, or is it deliberate?" Ye Chenfeng’s lips curled into a smile.

Since he didn’t know where Han Zhushang lived, he had to take her to Yuxiang Lou Hotel first.

The hotel’s security guards saw Ye Chenfeng and Han Zhushang and immediately greeted them warmly, even arranging a room.

"Click!"

After entering the room, not only did Han Zhushang sober up, she even locked the door herself.

But Ye Chenfeng didn’t show much surprise, knowing Han Zhushang was faking all along.

"Bang!"

Han Zhushang pushed Ye Chenfeng against the wall with one graceful hand.

"Snap!"

Then, she lifted her long leg and angled it against the wall behind Ye Chenfeng. Her eyes seductive, pink tongue skillfully licked her lips.

In a dominant, queen-like manner, Han Zhushang trapped Ye Chenfeng in a corner.

"Whoa!"

Ye Chenfeng himself couldn’t believe he’d been cornered by a woman.

His eyes slightly shifted down, seeing Han Zhushang’s leg poised against the wall, casting dazzling shadows, and the view lowered further to reveal a mysterious sight.

Unfazed, Han Zhushang’s eyes carried a playful tease towards Ye Chenfeng.

"Miss Han?" Ye Chenfeng whispered.

Han Zhushang leaned even closer, almost pressing her whole body against Ye Chenfeng’s, exuding fragrant warmth.

"What’s wrong, little hubby?" Han Zhushang spoke in a voice that could melt anyone.

"You... you’re exposed..." Ye Chenfeng reminded her.

"Whoa!"

Unexpectedly, Han Zhushang lifted her skirt, revealing snow-white legs...

Ye Chenfeng tried to resist looking, but his eyes wouldn’t listen, remaining fixed on those legs, his gaze somewhat glazed.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng’s reaction, Han Zhushang’s lips curled as she offered up her fragrant lips.

"Tonight, I’m going to devour you..." Han Zhushang expressed with a look of conquest.

Naturally, Ye Chenfeng wouldn’t refuse; he even looked forward to savoring the moment.

When their lips met, Ye Chenfeng passionately reciprocated.

Han Zhushang’s breathing hurried, both hands gripping Ye Chenfeng’s back tightly, and if not for the clothes, her nails might pierce deeply into his skin.

As they engaged, sparks flew, unstoppable.

But suddenly, Ye Chenfeng’s brows furrowed, a hint of astonishment in his eyes.

The room’s light was off, and the curtains weren’t drawn. So the outside scenery was visible.

And Ye Chenfeng saw something terrifying: a shadow perched on the window, but perhaps sensing Ye Chenfeng’s gaze, it vanished in a flash.

"What’s wrong?"

Han Zhushang, already in the moment, sensed Ye Chenfeng’s anomaly and couldn’t help but ask.

"There was someone on the window just now!" Ye Chenfeng said solemnly.

Han Zhushang laughed charmingly, "Little hubby, are you trying to cover something up? No need to come up with such a ludicrous reason."

Ye Chenfeng shook his head seriously, "Absolutely not!"