spring bite mark

Chapter 10 Madam, I Want More
Xie Yuheng glanced at Yan Changye and gestured for Li Ke to serve coffee again.

Yan Changye sat down on the sofa, elegantly loosened his collar, and said sarcastically, "A men's gathering, what's the point of drinking coffee if not alcohol?"

"Coffee helps you stay awake." Xie Yuheng tossed him a thick stack of documents. "These are the investigation materials for Chen's Real Estate. The capital is your territory, so you can review them."

Yan Changye was slightly annoyed: "I've been very busy lately, and you keep giving me trouble."

"Don't forget your place," Xie Yuheng said, his tone slightly harsher. "This is your duty."

Yan Changye took the document with disdain and began to flip through it casually.

Xie Yuheng didn't disturb him, but just waited quietly.

Half an hour later, Yan Changye handed the document back: "I've already signed the ones that are fine, and I've marked the ones that are problematic. Go back and take a look yourself. If there's nothing else, I'm leaving."

Xie Yuheng glanced at his watch and said in a calm voice, "Have some coffee with me."

Yan Changye met his gaze silently, chuckled, and said nothing, but did not leave immediately either.

He picked up a cup of coffee, but didn't drink it. He just casually swirled the rim of the cup, seemingly trying to start a conversation: "I heard Xie Jian burned down your Jiangyue Mansion?"

Xie Yuheng didn't speak, but his eyes were dark and the air seemed to freeze for a second.

Yan Changye leisurely refilled his coffee, his tone playful: "There's nothing important in there, is there?"

Xie Yuheng raised his eyes: "Why ask a question you already know the answer to?"

Yan Changye paused for a moment, then said very sincerely, "Thank you for your help. This matter really has nothing to do with me, but considering his stupidity and ignorance, I will pay the money for him."

Xie Yuheng lowered his head and drank his coffee, seemingly not wanting to pay attention to him.

Yan Changye also took a sip: "Let's get back to the matter with Chen's Real Estate. Could you please change the hotel for the cooperation meeting?"

Xie Yuheng: "Chen Mohan chose the hotel."

Li Ke glanced at his boss out of the corner of his eye, but didn't dare to say anything.

The process of choosing a hotel is actually quite strange.

Chairman Chen selected ten of the most upscale hotels. When the list was sent over, Xie Yuheng only glanced at it before throwing it into the trash can.

Chairman Chen was quite a character; he selected ten more companies, going through this process three times before Xie Yuheng finally gave up and casually picked one, seemingly quite impatiently.

The reason I used "seemed" is because the hotel was not high-class and was located in a remote area, which was not the style Xie Yuheng usually preferred.

There was still a certain degree of deliberate intention involved.

Inside the coffee shop, Yan Changye's expression softened almost imperceptibly upon hearing that it was Chen Mohan's choice.

He finished his coffee and stood up gracefully: "I'll transfer the compensation from Jiangyue Prefecture to you when I get back."

This time, Xie Yuheng did not stay.

But Yan Changye, as she reached the door, suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around and looked him up and down: "Your clothes are outdated. I remember we are about the same size. When she bought them for you, I was the one who tried them on."

Li Ke could clearly feel Xie Yuheng's air pressure drop suddenly.

Yan Changye seemed oblivious to his visibly worsened mood and casually began to speak:
"If you really like the clothes she bought, I have dozens of pieces in my walk-in closet, all of them were bought by her and are the latest styles this year. You can come to my place and pick one out when you have time."

After saying that, he casually patted Li Ke on the shoulder as a greeting, then leisurely went downstairs and strode away.

Li Ke watched as the famous Crown Prince of the capital drove off in a flashy black car, followed by a dozen bodyguard vehicles, making a grand entrance. He couldn't help but look at Xie Yuheng.

Inside the private room, Xie Yuheng's eyes darkened as he smashed a coffee cup on the floor. The force was so great that a shard of glass bounced up and cut the back of his hand.

Li Ke's expression changed slightly; for a boss who was always calm and composed, this behavior was already out of control.

Two minutes later, the murderous aura emanating from Xie Yuheng slowly dissipated. He calmly picked up a clean tissue and wiped the blood from his wound, then instructed Li Ke, "Clean this up."

Li Ke didn't dare to breathe loudly: "Okay, BOSS."

Muchan Studio.

In the afternoon, Jiang Manman put together three options for Sena's evening gown.

The main theme is blue and white porcelain, but some complementary ancient style elements need to be selected for some embroidery details.

She opened her phone, made a reservation at the Imperial Museum, and planned to go there to find inspiration.

However, just as he stepped out, he received another message from Yan Changye:
Y: [Madam, do you have a moment?]

Jiang Manman: [?]

Y: [Take me to buy some clothes]

Y: [Feeling wronged.jpg. I have no clothes to wear]

Jiang Manman fell silent when she thought of the entire floor of dressing rooms in her home.

Yan Changye was used to a life of luxury and was extremely picky about his clothes, food, housing and transportation. He never liked the clothing brands outside. His dressing room, which was about several hundred square meters, was filled with handmade clothes made by the world's most famous designers. There were no less than a hundred new spring styles alone. Yet he said that he had no clothes to wear.
Jiang Manman had no idea what kind of trouble he was up to this time, so she didn't intend to pay him any attention.

When she didn't reply, they called her directly via video.

A hint of helplessness flashed in Jiang Manman's almond-shaped eyes as she answered, "I'm not free this afternoon; I'm going to the museum."

"We can go after we've bought the clothes." Yan Changye's voice was languid, deep and sexy, like it had a hook. "Madam, grant my wish this once, hmm?"

Jiang Manman looked at the almost perfect face on the screen: "We still have a lot of clothes at home. I remember a batch was delivered just last weekend."

“But you didn’t buy any of them.” Yan Changye said matter-of-factly. “You only bought me two outfits this year, Madam. I want more.”

"You are delicate and precious, I'm afraid you won't be used to wearing clothes outside."

Yan Changye paused for a moment: "Just tell me if you're going to buy it or not."

Jiang Manman sighed softly, "Three hours, is that enough?"

Half an hour later, we arrived at the most famous luxury shopping street in the capital.

The one-of-a-kind Black Night Voice appeared silently on the street, attracting widespread attention.

Wearing sunglasses, Yan Changye got out of the car with a nonchalant and arrogant expression. He immediately pulled Jiang Manman into his arms, avoiding the gazes of those around him, and then walked towards the nearest clothing store.

He has always been mysterious, and no photos of him have been released. Not many people outside the industry know him.

But one's demeanor doesn't lie, especially given his understated yet luxurious clothing and accessories, which clearly indicated his distinguished status. The shop manager personally stepped forward, speaking with utmost respect: "What style of clothing would you two like?"

Yan Changye gently pointed to Jiang Manman in his arms: "Just negotiate with my wife, she will make the decision."

After saying that, he patted Jiang Manman's head and said, "Madam, I'm going to the rest area. Call me when you've chosen your clothes."

Based on past experience, when we go shopping together, it's best to stay quietly in the lounge rather than let him pester me with all sorts of antics.

Jiang Manman nodded: "Okay."

Yan Changye leaned down and kissed her forehead affectionately before going to the VIP lounge, where he took out his phone and began working.

Jiang Manman glanced at it and felt slightly relieved.

(End of this chapter)