Chapter 103: I Have Something to Discuss With Her!

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Ye Qianqian lay on the spacious, soft couch, her graceful figure hidden beneath a thin blanket, only her slender and beautiful eyes exposed. A dim orange wall lamp illuminated the bedroom, casting a gentle light as she watched the tall figure enter, her heart racing uncontrollably.

The man strode in with long legs, clad in a tailored black shirt. His face seemed sculpted by a master artist, features flawlessly defined, the contours sharp and deep, cold and handsome enough to make one's heart flutter.

His commanding presence was innate, the masculine aura emanating from his very bones stirring the senses. In Ye Qianqian's heart, he was wild and arrogant, untamed and unyielding—the king above all.

Ye Qianqian was classmates with Mu Xue’er, and from the very first glance at Mu Sihan’s photo, she had been deeply captivated by him.

She was never short of admirers, but none compared to him.

By his own talent and ability, he had founded the SG Group and become the youngest, most promising entrepreneur on Forbes' global list.

Even the strongest women were willing to bow before him.

Mu Sihan’s dark eyes swept over the slender figure on the bed, his bold, handsome brows arching slightly.

No, that woman disliked and resented him; even the contract she signed was only for a personal servant. How could she willingly climb into his bed?

Mu Sihan’s long fingers paused as he unbuttoned his shirt. He inhaled, catching the scent of roses lingering in the air, and his handsome face darkened instantly.

Ye Qianqian didn’t know what had provoked him, but she clearly felt a powerful pressure bearing down on her, the air itself thickening, making it hard to breathe.

"A strong woman in the workplace, a noble lady of Ning City, and yet in private, you’re shameless enough to climb into a man’s bed?" Mu Sihan’s voice was deep and chilling, carrying a hint of menace—the harbinger of his anger.

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Ye Qianqian shivered under the blanket.

"Sihan, I—"

Before she could finish, his furious voice cut her off, "Who told you to lie on my bed? You have three seconds—if you don’t get out, I’ll throw you to the mastiffs in the forest!"

Ye Qianqian’s eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at him. "Sihan, your grandmother sent me here. She wants us to be engaged."

"Three, two—"

Seeing his stormy expression and the anger brewing in his dark eyes, she dared not stay a second longer. She threw off the blanket, not even bothering with her shoes, fleeing in panic.

After Ye Qianqian left, Mu Sihan went downstairs and summoned all the servants to the living room.

They stood with heads bowed, trembling.

"Who let Ye Qianqian into my bedroom?"

No one dared speak, their heads falling even lower.

"If you don’t answer, you’re all fired!"

Though Young Master Mu had a bad temper, the pay here was good. As long as they didn’t provoke him, he rarely made trouble.

No one wanted to be dismissed.

Aunt Yu, standing at the front, spoke nervously, her legs weak, "Young Master, Miss Ye’s luggage was brought up by Miss Nan."

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"Her?" Mu Sihan’s expression grew even colder.

"Yes, Young Master."

A layer of icy frost settled in Mu Sihan’s dark eyes.

Very well. She disliked him, even hated him, but now she actively sent another woman into his room.

Did she really want him to seek out someone else?

...

Mu Sihan went to the small room in the annex. Nan Zhi was not there; only Xiao Kai sat on the bed, playing with a puzzle.

Seeing Mu Sihan approach, Xiao Kai beamed and waved, "Cool Uncle, let’s have a puzzle contest! Beautiful Zhi is so hopeless, she always loses to me."

Mu Sihan’s dark eyes narrowed, his anger lingering on his face. "Where is she?"

"She’s taking a bath."

Mu Sihan’s mind involuntarily conjured an image of her with nothing on, his Adam’s apple shifting. "Keep working on your puzzle. I need to speak with her."