<h4>Chapter 674: Yifan, I Want To Sleep With You</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>As Studios <strong>Editor: </strong>As Studios


    Outside of the venue, Li Zhiyuan was sitting in an attention-seeking race car with his fingers slowly tapping on the steering wheel. At the exit, people were moving out. Nearby, police sirens could be heard, and the sound of ambnces was heard. Cold beads of sweat were forming on his forehead.


    A youngdy walked towards him and opened the car door. Then, she sat inside the car.


    Li Zhiyuan nodded. “You’re here alone?”


    “Yup!” Thedy’s voice was a little hoarse. It seemed like she was not very young. Her fingernails were colorfully painted, and her fingers were slim and well-maintained, yet it could be seen that she was not young.


    Li Zhiyuan said, “That’s so dangerous. If you need anything, just tell me.”


    “I want Shen Qianshu’s life. Would you listen to me?” thedy asked.


    Her face looked really harmless. She was like a girl next door, but when she spoke about killing someone, she did not even bat a single eyelid. Li Zhiyuan felt his heart being depressed. His pupils shrank, and he said slowly, “Yeah!”


    Thedy smiled and tried to be dramatic. “Forget it. I don’t like to make things difficult for others.”


    As the two of them were silent for a moment, Li Zhiyuan looked inside the venue. He wondered how Shen Qianshu was.


    <i>Is she hurt?</i>


    “Li Zhiyuan, do you really like Shen Qianshu?”


    “No!” Li Zhiyuan said slowly. “I was just... bored for a moment.”


    “I heard that you really like her a lot.”


    “Those are, after all, rumors.”


    “That’s great!” Thedy said. “This is not someone you should like.”


    “Yes!”


    “Do you know anything about her son’s identity?”


    “I had done a thorough investigation before. Back then, when Shen Qianshu’s son died, he donated his heart to Tong Hua. On Tong Hua’s parents’ deathbeds, they requested for the child to be passed to Shen Qianshu to be raised,” Li Zhiyuan said softly. “Tong Hua is an artiste in mypany.”


    “Everyone says that he isn’t his biological child.” Thedyughed. “Do you know who Shen Qianshu’s biological child’s father is?”


    “Ye Ling?”


    “Right. Ye Ling. Don’t you think Tong Hua is very simr to Ye Ling?”


    “Not at all!” Li Zhiyuan said calmly. “Tong Hua is a cute, yful, and beautiful child.”


    Thedyughed, and suddenly, a phone rang.


    On the other side of the phone, there was a clear voice of a youth. “Hey, the Blood Rose really looks great! Increase the price of it!”


    “Alright!”


    “So easy? I’ll think about it!”


    Thedy’s voice was very cold. “Xiao Qiao, don’t test my patience!”


    “Oh, how scary. Just wait for me to contact you.”


    The entire chaotic world felt so silent.


    There was no sound at all.


    In her eyes, there was only such a pair of cold pupils, clear and faint. It was as if everything did not matter and as if nothing could enter her eyes. Her eyes were dotted with stars, shining beautifully.


    Ye Ling seemed to have thought of something. He had done all his mental preparation, and he tried his best to smile like Ye Yifan, but the thing was that he was used to feeling like his facial expressions were dead. He could not do such a high-difficulty thing; he could not smile.


    “Yifan, you’re so handsome!” Shen Qianshu said. Her eyes were gentle and soft. “Anyway, your brother is dead, and you’re single too. Why don’t we get married?”


    The silent defenders nearby were speechless.


    “... ” Ye Tingjun stared at Tong Hua.


    <i>What the flying f*ck.</i>


    <i>Big Brother/Master, we didn’t hear anything!</i>


    “What did you say?” Ye Ling’s voice seemed to be forced out through his clenched teeth.


    Shen Qianshu was magnanimous. “Ahh... I said I want to sleep with you!”


    “...” Everyone was speechless.