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Chapter 150: Chapter 150 I Shouldn’t Have Boarded Your Ship of Thieves
Chapter 150: Chapter 150 I Shouldn’t Have Boarded Your Ship of Thieves
Ye Shu swallowed and awkwardly raised her eyes, smiling rigidly, “Mr. Sheng, you’re right, it was my fault.”
She shouldn’t have challenged him.
“Where did you go wrong?” Sheng Shaochen was overbearing, leaning close, his aquiline nose rubbing against her pretty nose tip.
In that moment, Ye Shu could only feel his breath surrounding her.
Her cheeks instantly turned red, and she lowered her head, fidgeting with the hem of her dress, “I was wrong… for getting on this thief ship.”
She had lost herself, and was almost unable to protect her heart!
“…” Sheng Shaochen’s previously gentle expression suddenly turned icy as he grabbed her chin, forcing her to face him, “Are you sure?” His eyes seemed fiery, making her feel as though she might ignite under his gaze.
Ye Shu’s nose twitched slightly, a sense of grievance surging in her heart.
So what if he’s powerful and influential, can’t a person even speak the truth?
Alright, she admitted, her limbs were no match for his strong ones.
Ye Shu pursed her lips, tiptoed, and kissed his lips.
From the corner of her eye, she saw his icy gaze warm slightly.
She then slid her hand directly inside his robe.
If she couldn’t provoke him, pleasing him a bit couldn’t be wrong, right?
Yet, before she had figured out how to please his body, she was already carried into the bathroom.
Her clothes scattered on the floor, she was pressed against the washbasin.
His husky voice resounded, “Mrs. Sheng, do you still remember you once said, that I opened a backdoor for Ye Xinyu?”
His breathing was rough, his voice barely restrained.
Ye Shu was dumbfounded. At such a time, bringing this up, was he trying to upset her?
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She opened her mouth and bit down on his shoulder, using her actions to tell him she definitely hadn’t forgotten about that.
Sheng Shaochen groaned, his thin lips sealing hers, a firm voice imparting, “This door is about to be sealed soon.”
“…” Ye Shu didn’t understand what he really meant.
She only felt that no sooner had he spoken than he started to frenziedly suck on her lips.
The burning pain, coupled with a suffocation like her chest was being emptied, threw her into a whirlwind of disordered emotions.
The next day.
When Ye Shu arrived at the set, most of the actors and crew were already there.
They gathered in small groups, pointing and discussing something, the atmosphere quite lively.
Probably discussing some entertainment gossip or headline scandal.
Ye Shu, having been nearly gnawed to the bones by the Demon King Sheng the previous night, got up significantly late this morning, quickly washed up, packed some breakfast pastries that Demon King explicitly intended to give her, and rushed over.
Not to mention catching up on morning entertainment.
Furthermore, after stepping into the entertainment industry, she found herself on the headlines every now and then and clearly lost her prior keen interest in entertainment gossip.
Ye Shu sat down in a less crowded spot with her pastries, casually pulled out a magazine, and prepared to flip through it while snacking on breakfast.
Before she could even open the first page, someone snatched a pastry from in front of her.
Sun Nanjue’s voice followed, “Ah, what a pity, such a pity.”
Ye Shu looked up and met Sun Nanjue’s sighing, sorry figure, and glared at him, “Pity what?” She hadn’t even started pitying her Tiramisu that he took!
That was the breakfast specially made by a Michelin chef at the request of Sheng Shaochen, and Tiramisu was her favorite. Only one piece of it was there, and Sun Nanjue had snatched it.
Ye Shu irritably bit into a small cake in her hand and flipped open the magazine.
“You don’t know yet? ‘Nine Lives Demon Phoenix’ premiered last night, the first episode aired, and it immediately topped the viewership rankings of major TV stations…” Sun Nanjue spoke while fiercely taking a bite of the Tiramisu as if he held a grudge against the small cake.
