Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let's Get Married

Chapter 113: That Don Juan is Yue Tingfeng

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Yue Tingfeng could see that Yan Qingsi was really mad, thus he let go of her.

Yan Qingsi rolled over and got out of the bed. She reached for her phone and rang up Miss Mai.

“Miss Mai, ‘The Scent of Her’...”

“Oh, I was just about to tell you. They have decided on the female lead, it’s you! Oh my God, I remember how arrogant the film editor was when he told me to stop thinking about making you the female lead. He said it was absolutely no way at all. But now, he was the one that came begging, begging for you to be the female lead...”

Yan Qingsi sneered upon hearing this. Status, money, what powerful things!

“Yes, I’ve got it.”

She stared at Yue Tingfeng coldly. Her bare chest exposed, yet she made no attempt to cover it up. Her elegant look with a tinge of sarcasm and mockery was simply sexy and irresistible. She looked so hot, she could set the prairie on fire. Yue Tingfeng was tempted.

No one could make Yue Tingfeng feel this way besides Yan Qingsi.

It did not matter whether his feeling for her was love. He wanted her.

Miss Mai asked, “Qingsi, how’s your shooting going? Do you think it can finish by the end of the week?”

Yan Qingsi flipped her hair and signaled to Yue Tingfeng to come closer with her finger. “Mhmm, sure.”

Yue Tingfeng tugged Yan Qingsi’s skinny ankles and dragged her across the bed. He pinned her down and whispered in her ears, “Hang up quickly.”

He could not wait to get down to business.

Miss Mai paused for a second and asked, “Qingsi, why did I hear a man’s voice? Heck, are you seeing a guy behind my back?”

Yan Qingsi answered sheepishly, “A guy snug into my room in the middle of the night. I think he looks rather hot. Why not have some fun?”

Yue Tingfeng...

Miss Mai nervously replied, “Qingsi, you can’t do that. Aren’t you with the crew? You’ve just started out. Gotta take care of reputation.”

Miss Mai went on with her nagging.

Finally, Yan Qingsi remarked, “Oh, before I forget, that Don Juan is Yue Tingfeng.”

Miss Mai was left speechless.

...

Yan Qingsi held Yue Tingfeng’s chin and said playfully, “Hey, Don Juan.”

Yue Tingfeng was annoyed and he ripped Yan Qingsi’s clothes off.

“Are you gonna thank this Don Juan or not?”

Yan Qingsi’s hand worked like magic along Yue Tingfeng’s collarbone. Her slightly cold fingertip had some callus. The light friction tickled him and sent a tingling sensation all over his body.

Yan Qingsi said coldly, “The female lead role of ‘The Scent of Her’ has always been in my bag. Why should I thank you for it?”

Yue Tingfeng was domineering, so was Yan Qingsi—they were equal.

Yue Tingfeng liked to be in control.

As for Yan Qingsi, she was not letting go of things that got into her grip—no one could take them away.

Yue Tingfeng held on tightly to Yan Qingsi’s hands and said, “I knew you were gonna go back on your words.”

He knew all along that Yan Qingsi was going to turn away from her promises once she gets what she wants. She was cold-hearted.

She had never tried to hide her malice and that was attractive to Yue Tingfeng.

“Yes, you are right. I don’t keep my promises. Just like you. Whatever you have done was just to sleep with me,” Yan Qingsi said lazily.

Men—they are all the same.

They all had the same intention.

It was all for her body, her in bed.

Yue Tingfeng laughed. “You’re absolutely right. I want to know if you’ve become better in bed after all these years.”