My 100-Day Secret Marriage With The Boss

Things were going exactly as Chu Wuyou expected. She was not surprised nor did she refute the argument. Instead, she retrieved her purse and placed it on the table nonchalantly. “Here it is,” she said with an enigmatic smile.

Sun Ru attempted a sardonic smile. She rejoiced at the sight of Chu Wuyou’s surrender.

‘Ha, woman, you’re finished!’

Li Yuxin, too, revealed a mocking smile. She thought it would be tricky to deal with this woman but it seemed like the latter had only been putting on a false pretense.

Chu Wuyou lifted her head to meet Li Yuxin’s gaze and she enunciated each syllable slowly, “But, you are…” She paused in her tracks and raised her eyebrows before speaking again at a slow pace, “Unfit to do so.”

“What did you say?” Li Yuxin’s face changed as a whole range of emotions flashed across it. She had never been more insulted in her whole life. No one dared to treat her like this before even if she was only a newbie model.

Besides, she was Young Master Leng’s woman.

“Do you know who she is? She’s Young Master Leng’s woman.” Sun Ru was Li Yuxin’s agent. The former steamed up at how things had turned out and immediately brought up their personal relationship with Young Master Leng.

Somewhere in the corner, Young Master Leng narrowed his eyes as they revealed a cold emotion.

Chu Wuyou twisted her lips into a sardonic smile. “I don’t care if you’re Young Master Leng’s woman, even Young Master Leng himself…” She paused for dramatic effect before finishing her sentence nonchalantly. “Is not qualified to search my purse.”

The audience was shocked at her brazen remarks.

Everyone knew better than to provoke Young Master Leng because he was considered the living King of Hell.

Only a handful of people in Jin City dared to express their disdain at Young Master Leng. This woman was courting her own death.

At the mention of his name, the man sitting in the corner raised his eyebrows and shifted his gaze meaningfully.

“Huh, what did you say? You’re saying that even Young Master Leng is not qualified to search through your purse? I think you’ve gone crazy.” Sun Ru cried out exaggeratedly as if she had the upper hand in the situation.

Evidently, she was directing her words at Young Master Leng because she knew the latter was present. She reckoned the man would be enraged upon hearing these scornful remarks.

“Otherwise, why don’t you tell me in what ways Young Master Leng is qualified to search my purse? Or perhaps, you could invite Young Master Leng over to do so?” Chu Wuyou teased by raising her eyebrows.

In the corner, the man suddenly curled his lips upward into a smile.

“Young Master Leng, this woman needs to learn her place. Should I get someone to teach her a lesson?” The man who was standing by Young Master Leng thought the smile came out of fury. Immediately, he seized this opportunity to ingratiate himself with his superior.

Young Master Leng glared at the man indifferently before saying, “She said earlier that even I am not qualified. Do you think that you are?”

The man who was frightened out of his wits felt a shiver down his spine. What was the true meaning behind Young Master Leng’s words?

Did Young Master Leng admit his inferiority just because the woman said so? This was not his style of doing things.

“I think you’re scared witless because you’re guilty. Yuxin’s necklace must be inside your purse, that’s why you don’t dare to hand it over.” Sun Ru was bold because she had faith in her “cold hard evidence.”

“Your reluctance to hand over your purse must mean that you’re hiding something. I’ll see what you have to say once I unearth the evidence.” Sun Ru was planning to do things by force.

“You can try.” Chu Wuyou remained motionless. However, just when Sun Ru’s hand was about to touch the purse, Chu Wuyou darted her icy-cold gaze onto the person’s hand.

Almost simultaneously, Sun Ru paused in her tracks, her hand shaking visibly. She was only a few centimeters away from the targeted object but she suddenly could not bring herself to grab it.

It was as if someone would cut off her hand the minute it moved the slightest bit forward.