Forced to Marry Mr. Billionaire
Chapter 275: Tonight is an Opportunity

Chapter 275: Chapter 275: Tonight is an Opportunity

"Is it a woman?" Tang Yuchen asked back.

"Of course."

The man said indifferently, "You can send her to the hospital or have a servant take care of her, there’s no need for you to go personally."

An Ruo knew he was unsympathetic, she tried to explain, "Xia Nuo doesn’t need a cold hospital right now, nor a stranger to take care of her. She needs someone who cares about her to be by her side, people are more vulnerable when they’re sick."

Checking the time, it was clearly too late.

Picking up her bag, she stood up ready to leave, "Anyway, I must take care of her tonight. If you disagree, you can scold me however you like when I get back."

"..."

Not giving him a chance to speak, An Ruo hurriedly walked out.

"An Ruo, if I don’t let you go, will you still insist on going?" Tang Yuchen suddenly spoke up, asking coldly.

"Yes!" She didn’t turn back, nor did she hesitate as she walked away briskly.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression darkened, and he was very displeased.

The servants all knew this was a sign he was angry, and everyone quietly withdrew, leaving him alone in the living room.

An Xin listened to their conversation from a corner, and after everyone had left, she slowly approached and sat next to Tang Yuchen.

"Young Master Chen, An Ruo is just stubborn. If you take everything she does seriously, you’ll probably be angered to death."

The man glanced at her indifferently with a half-nod in agreement, "You’re right, her stubbornness can indeed infuriate someone to death."

Receiving his agreement was like obtaining his validation, and An Xin felt very pleased.

"Young Master Chen, would you like a drink? I can mix several types of alcohol, like ’Ming Dian’s’ Eighteen Layers of Hell, of which I know a little."

"Oh?" Tang Yuchen raised his eyebrows interestedly, a hint of brightness passed through his dark eyes, and his lips curved slightly, "You can mix Eighteen Layers of Hell?"

An Xin nodded modestly, "I only know a little."

In her desire to get close to him, she had put in a lot of effort. Knowing that he liked to drink at Ming Dian, she often went there to inquire about him.

She even learned to mix Eighteen Layers of Hell from the bartenders there, hoping one day it would be useful.

Tonight was an opportunity, and she hoped to succeed in one go.

Tang Yuchen’s dark eyes stared at her, remaining silent as if he was sizing her up and assessing her.

An Xin felt uneasy. Since Eighteen Layers of Hell was a strong aphrodisiac, what if he wasn’t interested in her, and this hint repulsed him?

As a lady, she shouldn’t be frequenting Ming Dian, nor should she know about Eighteen Layers of Hell, much less know how to mix it.

Would he be disappointed in her, would he think less of her because of this?

An Xin scolded herself internally for being too hasty. She shouldn’t have made such a blatant sexual suggestion; she should have taken it step by step, and only made a move when sure of his interest in her.

But she couldn’t wait.

The longer it took, the less likely she could continue to stay here.

Once she left this villa, trying to meet him again would be harder than reaching the skies.

In the past, she had staked out Ming Dian every day, yet she had only encountered him once.

Sadly, a chance encounter provided no real opportunity.

He would just ignore her, then walk away coldly.

That’s why in the past two days she had become impatient, wanting to test the waters earlier to see if he would fall for it.

After all, how many men don’t like to stray?

A flirtatious man like Tang Yuchen should be even less likely to reject a woman who throws herself at him.