Chapter 457: How Did Your Face Become Like This

“I, I want to talk to my sister.”

Zhang Kun, who took over the conversation, said, “She’s right there, you know.

Speak up; she can hear you.”

Ye Shiqing didn’t dare engage with him.

Nan Jiaojiao, as if on purpose, waited a very long time before slowly saying, “Room 702, don’t get it wrong.”

Ye Shiqing looked at the hung-up screen, trembling with rage.

That bitch!

Couldn’t she just close her eyes and sleep with Zhang Kun?

Why on earth did she have to call her over?

Now, she was stuck and couldn’t leave.

A few men dressed as bodyguards emerged at the entrance of the restaurant, looking around.

Ye Shiqing didn’t dare move, fearing they were there for her.

With no other choice, Ye Shiqing steeled herself and went upstairs.

Taking a deep breath, she swapped to a smiling face as she pushed the door open.

“Sister, I’m here.”

Upon entering, she eagerly scanned the inside, intentionally only looking at Nan Jiaojiao.

But Zhang Kun just happened to be sitting near the entrance.

Their eyes unavoidably met as he immediately stood up, his chair scraping the floor in a grating noise.

He came over to grab Ye Shiqing’s hand, and she frantically dodged, but still got scraped by the calluses on Zhang Kun’s palm and fingertips.

Frightened, she stumbled back several steps until her back was pressed firmly against the wall.

“Zhang, Young Master Zhang, please show some self-respect.”

“Oh, you know me?” Zhang Kun narrowed his eyes with a smile, shamelessly sizing up Ye Shiqing.

“Then you should know what the Ye family asked you here for, right?”

Ye Shiqing’s gaze darted around.

“I, I don’t know.”

“Don’t know?” Zhang Kun licked his lips, stroked his chin, and looked excited to see his prey.

“No matter, let’s eat first.

We can talk while we eat.”

As he spoke, Zhang Kun moved closer again, and Ye Shiqing immediately sidestepped him, choosing the seat furthest from him to sit down.

“Young Master Zhang, is there something unsatisfying about talking with my sister?”

Ye Shiqing tried to shift the topic onto Nan Jiaojiao.

Logically, having been there for so long, Nan Jiaojiao’s beauty would have surely appealed to Zhang Kun.

A man easily swayed by beauty wouldn’t just ignore a great beauty like Nan Jiaojiao and yet be so attentive to her.

“My sister is much prettier and more talkative than I am.

If you want to make friends, Young Master Zhang, my sister would be very pleased.”

Nan Jiaojiao lifted her eyes, her cool gaze landing on Ye Shiqing’s face.

She was holding a cup of tea, not drinking it, but using it to cover half of her face.

Ye Shiqing, feeling guilty, didn’t dare meet her eyes and naturally didn’t look closely.

“Your sister is prettier than you?”

Zhang Kun glanced at Nan Jiaojiao, then looked back at Ye Shiqing with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

“Miss Ye, that’s not how you make a joke.

Do you take me for a blind man, unable to tell who is and isn’t attractive?”

“How could that be, my sister clearly is…”

The slight sound of a teacup placed on the saucer jolted Ye Shiqing.

Nan Jiaojiao smiled faintly.

“Sister, lying is wrong.

How can you deceive Young Master Zhang like that?”

“You…”

Ye Shiqing’s eyes widened in shock as she stared at Nan Jiaojiao’s face.

“What happened to your face to make it look like that!”

Outside the restaurant, Bo Yanching’s car crawled to the restaurant’s entrance.

He just caught a glimpse of Ye Shiqing going inside.

He glanced at his wristwatch.

Han Chuan’s call came through.

“Sir, it’s been confirmed.

The Ye family has set their sights on a project and wants the competition to reveal their auction reserve price to them.

The condition is for Ye Shiqing to spend a night with Zhang Kun.

They did this behind Shen Shichu’s back.”

Bo Yanching’s eyes turned frosty.

He pocketed his phone in his suit jacket and stepped out of the car, heading into the restaurant.

His strides were cold and stern, while his car, left with the door ajar, beeped its alarm.