Quadruplets' Charm: The Tycoon's Hidden Heirs-Chapter 224 - She Really Will Die

Chapter 224: Chapter 224: She Really Will Die

Chapter 224 -224: She Really Will Die

Tang Yu didn’t know how much time had passed before she was finally able to lie down on the sofa.

But that didn’t mean Ye Sihan was done.

At first, she couldn’t resist; later, she was even more powerless to do so.

Crawling forward an inch, she would be pulled back two—

“Uh ah!”

From beginning to end, she was controlled, a mere fish on the chopping block.

Her cries turned to whimpers until her voice was hoarse, pitifully pleading the entire time.

But Ye Sihan still didn’t let her go, his demands terrifyingly overwhelming.

Amidst the raging storm and successive tidal waves, as Ye Sihan growled like a wild beast, Tang Yu’s body reached its limit.

It was completely beyond her control.

The intensity too great, her breath choked, her body convulsed violently; she couldn’t bear it and fainted.

Limp, she collapsed onto the sofa.

Ye Sihan’s dark eyes were as impenetrable as undissolvable ink, his breathing heavy as he stared at the person beneath him who had lost consciousness, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, his nerves still twitching.

If someone were to come in at that moment and see the mess in the office, they would be shocked.

How crazy must one be to create such a scene?

Ye Sihan didn’t separate from Tang Yu; he just held her and went to the rest room, then into the shower.

While showering, Tang Yu, held by Ye Sihan, seemed barely able to tolerate the water pouring over her as she unconsciously nuzzled into his embrace, muttering, “Can’t… will die… no more…”

Ye Sihan, with a restrained gaze, looked at the palm-sized face on his chest, flushed and filled with fear.

He stared at her for a moment, then tightened his grip around her waist—

“Mm!” Tang Yu’s body shivered, her slender white legs stretching straight out and trembling in midair.

Ye Sihan supported her body with one hand and with the other, pinched her chin, pressing his thin lips forcefully against hers, devouring her small mouth.

His strength was immense, unaffected during his possession.

Tang Yu went limp in his arms, every twitch of hers still a result of Ye Sihan’s doing.

In Ye Sihan’s hands, she was like a feather, subject to his whims.

When Tang Yu awoke in bed, her world was dark.

She moved slightly and tears burst forth as the pain overwhelmed her—

“Ah…”

After adjusting, she reached for the bedside lamp switch, but failing to find it, she fell off the bed—

“Ah! Uh…” Tang Yu struggled to get up, turned on the light, and realized she was still in the rest room of Ye Sihan’s office.

Her clothes were nowhere to be found; she had taken them off in the office, and she couldn’t just go out in the nude to look for them.

She entered the walk-in closet, where various women’s outfits prepared earlier were stored. Just as she was about to choose, she saw her reflection in the full-length mirror.

There wasn’t a single unmarked spot on her body, dense and numerous blotches of all shapes, a horrifying sight.

Tang Yu’s legs gave out from fear, but luckily she steadied herself on a nearby cabinet to prevent a fall.

She closed her eyes, steadied her emotions, and randomly picked underwear and a long skirt to put on.

Each step was incredibly hard, as if any friction caused pain.

Leaving the rest room, Tang Yu’s forehead was covered in a cold sweat.

The office was empty and quiet.

She had no idea when Ye Sihan had left.

She had to find her phone, which was in her pocket; that meant she had to find her pants.

As she searched, a woman walked in, wearing the secretary department’s work attire, tall and delicate in appearance, likely over twenty-five years old.

So young and already in the secretary department indicated a prestigious university degree.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have made it past the threshold of KING Group.

When she saw Tang Yu inside, she instinctively appraised her, trying to see how pretty she was to have been brought into the rest room by the man in charge of KING Group.

Tang Yu likewise saw her.

A stranger’s face; she hadn’t seen her during her time in the secretary department.

But, that look in her eyes, was it hostility? Or was it her imagination?

“What are you looking for?” Yi Die asked.

“My phone.” Tang Yu couldn’t very well say she was looking for her pants.

Even though the other woman might guess the relationship between her and Ye Sihan, she couldn’t reveal anything herself.

She was at a loss for words, wishing she could hide everything completely.

“I didn’t see it when I was tidying the office,” Yi Die said.

Tang Yu thought to herself, since it was in her pants pocket, could Ye Sihan have taken it?

What would he want her phone for?

“Where are my clothes?” Tang Yu had no choice but to ask.

“Mr. Ye told me to throw them away as trash,” Yi Die said.

Tang Yu hurried towards the utility staircase.

She knew that’s where the trash was temporarily thrown.

There was everything in the trash can, coffee stains and other assorted wet marks.

As Tang Yu bent over, her waist nearly snapped, one hand bracing her waist, the pain unbearable.

But she had no choice but to endure and rummage through.

She needed to make a call to Ye Sihan, to ask if she could return to Ye Mansion to see the children.

“Tang Yu, what are you doing?”

Seeing it was Xiao Yu, Tang Yu uncomfortably dropped her hand from supporting her waist and asked, “People from the secretarial department said they threw my clothes away like trash—I came to look for them. My phone was still in my pants pocket.”

“Let me look.” Xiao Yu stood in front of the trash bin and helped her search.

Indeed, Tang Yu’s clothes were inside. “My pants, the phone should be inside.” After she got hold of the pants, the phone wasn’t there. “How come it’s not here?”

Xiao Yu continued to look inside the trash bin, tipping the contents out, and finally saw the phone at the bottom, stained with coffee grounds.

“Let me clean it for you.”

“No need, I’ll wash it myself.” Tang Yu took the phone, “Thank you.”

Xiao Yu walked out of the stairwell and headed towards the secretarial department where Yi Die came to greet him with a smile on her face, “Assistant Xiao, I’ve completed the task you assigned.”

“Did you throw away Tang Yu’s phone?” Xiao Yu asked.

“No, I just followed Mr. Ye’s instructions to dispose of the clothes.”

“You didn’t notice the phone in the pants?”

“I didn’t pay attention at the time. Besides, even if I had noticed, I wouldn’t have dared to ask Mr. Ye. After all, Mr. Ye didn’t say to keep anything inside the clothes.” What Yi Die said was also the truth.

After cleaning her phone in the restroom, Tang Yu found a soft spot to sit down.

She felt like her body was on the verge of collapse.

She dialed Ye Sihan’s number, but no matter how many times she tried, no one answered.

So, even though she was tormented by Ye Sihan in his office, she still hadn’t received a shred of his sympathy.

Tang Yu walked out of KING Group like a zombie, standing by the roadside, momentarily not knowing where to go.

Her mind was in chaos, and it took a while before she managed to hail a cab and head to the apartment.

Upon arriving, she collapsed onto the sofa.

It was already past eight o’clock, and the apartment was very quiet—He Lin had long gone home.

Tang Yu’s long eyelashes trembled, and tears slid down the corners of her eyes.

In the silence of the room, only the sound of her sobbing could be heard, and crying herself to sleep.

She was exhausted.

She had not rested well in Ye Sihan’s lounge.

And the rush back from KING Group had drained all her strength.

She didn’t know how long she had slept when she was woken by the sound of her phone ringing.

Thinking it was Ye Sihan, she didn’t even check the caller ID and hastily answered, “Hello? Ye Sihan?”

“…It’s me.” It was Ye Yuli’s hoarse and weak voice.

Tang Yu was taken aback, “Yuli, are you alright now?”

“Do you even care whether I’m dead or alive?”

“I… I had something and had to leave.”

“Was it Ye Sihan who forced you to go?”

“How did you know?”

“Besides him, no one would take you away like that, and with my condition at that time, you wouldn’t have left me.” Ye Yuli knew what kind of person she was after dating Tang Yu for two years.

“What’s your condition now? You just had surgery; you need to rest more.” Tang Yu heard that Ye Yuli’s voice was very weak.

“The anesthesia has worn off, I’m awake now, and I wanted to know if you were okay.”

“Stop worrying about me, you should call the police first. The person who hurt you hasn’t been caught; if he knows you’re okay, he will surely show up again, it’s too dangerous.”

“Who do you think hurt me? I haven’t offended anyone else.”

“Are you suggesting that the person was sent by Ye Sihan?” Tang Yu instinctively rejected this possibility. “You are his cousin, Aunt Lin’s biological son—at least have some decency for our past relationship, he wouldn’t.”

After that, Ye Yuli’s voice was gone.

Tang Yu asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Did you come here to see if I was dead?” Ye Yuli’s voice.

“Who are you talking to?”

Tang Yu’s nerves immediately tensed, Ye Sihan! Had he gone to see Ye Yuli? Why?

Just as she was clueless about the situation and what it meant, she heard Ye Sihan’s devil-like voice through the phone, “Is it still not enough? Huh?”

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Tang Yu was so frightened that her heart almost stopped.

Ye Sihan was referring to what they did in the office! If that wasn’t enough, she truly believed she would die!

Right now, she was trembling on the sofa!

“I was just asking about his surgery and telling him to call the police. Ye Sihan, you…” Tang Yu wanted to say more, but the call on the other end was abruptly ended.

Ye Yuli struggled with all his might to snatch back his phone, and the wound on his chest was pulled, causing him such pain that he fell back onto the bed, his complexion deathly pale.

Ye Sihan stood by the bed, looming over him, void of any sympathy.

Ye Yuli’s phone rang again, the caller was Tang Yu, but he didn’t answer.

Tang Yu paced in the living room anxiously. Why wasn’t he answering the phone? Was something wrong?

It couldn’t be!

How could Ye Sihan possibly harm Ye Yuli? She firmly believed it wouldn’t happen!

The last time she talked on the phone with Li Xue, she only heard Ye Sihan’s name; now she had spoken directly with Ye Sihan. If something happened to Ye Yuli, Ye Sihan couldn’t be uninvolved!

Leaning against the pillow, Ye Yuli’s chest showed signs of fresh blood seeping through, indicating the wound had reopened.

He looked feeble, enduring the pain stoically, yet his demeanor was calm as he looked at Ye Sihan, “Brother, you couldn’t possibly have come to genuinely inquire about my injury, could you?”