The Wealthy and Influential Fiancé Has the Ability to Read Minds
Chapter 49
“Then starting tomorrow, let’s go back to how things were,” Ye Shuyan said to Tang Nuan in a calm tone. “I have work to do, so I’ll head upstairs now.”
“Alright,” Tang Nuan replied with a bright smile, waving him off. “I have a lot to get busy with too, so let’s not bother each other unless necessary.”
Ye Shuyan: …
He left with pent-up frustration and returned with even more anger, standing in the doorway, taking deep breaths to calm down.
Meanwhile, downstairs, he could still hear her thoughts, equally frustrated:
[Ye Shuyan, you jerk! I will never fall in love with you! Never!]
[Wait, hold on. Shouldn’t I be trying to make him fall in love with me? That way, I could end the engagement! Maybe I should try seducing him?]
Ye Shuyan heard this and smirked coldly. She sure had some ambitious ideas.
But now that they had cleared the air, he’d be back to his usual busy schedule starting tomorrow. At least for the next week, he wouldn’t see her. Seducing him? She’d have to find the opportunity first!
After downing a glass of ice water in the kitchen to make sure he was fully calm, Ye Shuyan headed to his study to finish up his remaining work.
Downstairs, everything finally quieted down as Tang Nuan eventually drifted off to sleep.
Ye Shuyan let out a silent sigh of relief as his focus sharpened. He worked straight through the night, finishing the last document with a sense of satisfaction. Clearly, hormones were nothing he couldn’t handle.
While brushing his teeth before bed, he glanced at his reflection in the mirror. His gaze unconsciously lingered on his lips, and without thinking, he touched them. Almost three hours had passed, yet the sensations from earlier still seemed vividly present…
He stared at the toothbrush in his hand for a moment, battling the unsettling thought of not wanting to brush his teeth. Resolutely, he shoved the toothbrush into his mouth, brushing vigorously, refusing to allow himself the chance to reconsider.
Only weak people were controlled by their desires, he told himself. Tomorrow, starting tomorrow, they wouldn’t see each other—just like tonight. It would be fine.
Then…
The next morning, just before five o’clock, Ye Shuyan sat up in bed, his expression unreadable.
He went straight to the bathroom, tossed his pants into the trash, and changed into workout gear. After an intense half-hour workout, he was fully dressed and ready to leave before Tang Nuan would typically wake up. He even skipped breakfast.
But when he reached the underground garage, he couldn’t avoid it—the bright red sports car was parked right in front of him, a vivid reminder of the night before. The sight triggered memories from his dream: in that very car, the cramped space had forced Tang Nuan to press closely against him, her soft body practically melting into his, her breathy voice in his ear as she softly pleaded…
Ye Shuyan quickened his pace, scowling as he got into his car. He resolved to return home late tonight—preferably after Tang Nuan had already fallen asleep, so he wouldn’t have to hear her voice. A few days of this, and he was sure he could cool down.
In contrast to Ye Shuyan’s strong reaction, Tang Nuan was much more composed. After a slightly tipsy but restful sleep, she woke up around seven o’clock in the morning, feeling refreshed and eager to start her day.
Today, she was scheduled to join the Nuanyang team at Ye Group for discussions with their evaluation team. She considered mentioning it to Ye Shuyan, but since he had suggested they go about their own business, she decided not to bother him. After all, he was a President; this was a small matter that he probably wouldn’t even be aware of. The Ye Group building was so big that she might not even run into him… right?
At 10 a.m., Ye Shuyan emerged from a meeting on the 15th floor when he suddenly heard a voice he had desperately wanted to avoid.
[…So, if I calculate this right, this project should fetch quite a bit of money, right?]
For a split second, Ye Shuyan thought he might be hallucinating from stress. But then the voice came again, this time even clearer:
[Speaking of which, when the evaluation is done and it’s time to sign the contract, will we need a lawyer? If I hire someone else, my sister might be upset, but if I ask her… will she think Ye Shuyan is just a cold-hearted capitalist? I can totally see a fight breaking out…]
[Wait, no, he is a cold-hearted capitalist! Why am I even considering his feelings? If a fight breaks out, so be it. He deserves it!]
Ye Shuyan: …
He couldn’t help but rub his forehead, starting to seriously doubt his own intelligence. Just a few days ago, his assistant had mentioned that the Nuanyang System’s evaluation team would need to come in for discussions, so how did he end up thinking he wouldn’t see Tang Nuan for a whole week? The cost of losing brain cells like this was simply unacceptable.
The executives following behind Ye Shuyan watched as he suddenly stopped in his tracks. The general manager at the front couldn’t help but ask, “President Ye?”
Ye Shuyan, with a stony expression, asked, “Where is the evaluation team for the Nuanyang System?”
The executives exchanged glances before looking at Manager Lin, who was responsible for hotel management, and therefore the closest to being involved with the Nuanyang project. They had just finished a meeting on the group’s overall transformation strategy, so this was a minor detail they wouldn’t normally know.
Fortunately, Manager Lin did know. “They’re in Meeting Room 3. The project is still in the evaluation phase, and the results should be out in about three days.”
Seeing Ye Shuyan staring at Conference Room 3 as if he wanted to catch a flower, Manager Lin thoughtfully suggested, “Shall we go take a look? I can send you the evaluation progress on the Nuanyang System afterward.”
“No need,” Ye Shuyan replied curtly, resuming his walk toward the elevator. Just then, his phone rang—it was his assistant. “President Ye, Director Xie is about to arrive.”
Ye Shuyan suppressed a sigh, realizing that avoiding Tang Nuan might not be as simple as he had hoped, especially with all these coincidences lining up. “I’ll be right there,” he replied, mentally preparing himself for a day that was already far more complicated than he wanted it to be.
“On my way,” Ye Shuyan replied, putting away his phone. He turned to Manager Lin and said, “Just follow the usual procedures.” With that, he stepped into the elevator.
After he left, the group of executives couldn’t help but chuckle. Someone teased Manager Lin, “You’re really on top of things, Old Lin. I was worried you might not have the answer.”
Manager Lin, with a satisfied air, responded, “That’s the future boss’s wife we’re talking about. If I don’t know about her, who else should I know about?” In a company as competitive as Ye Group, everyone who rose to such a position was sharp and well-informed.
A woman in her forties, who was also a department head, laughed and said, “Looking at it now, our President Ye really is still a young man at heart—he’s never even been in love.”
Someone else chimed in with a laugh, “Exactly! Who says our President Ye has no feelings for his fiancée? ‘Just follow the usual procedures,’ he says. If there were no feelings, would he have bothered to give special instructions? Since when President Ye concerns himself with these kinds of minor details?”
Everyone shook their heads with amused smiles, and the woman added boldly, “Doesn’t it almost give you the impression of a lovestruck young man?”
“Why don’t you go and say that to President Ye’s face?”
“Of course, I wouldn’t dare. And I bet none of you would either…”
After some lighthearted banter, the group dispersed to tend to their respective duties. Meanwhile, Ye Shuyan had arrived to meet with Director Xie.
As mentioned before, the Xie family also started in real estate. They have many competing projects with the Ye family, such as residential complexes and hotels, but there were also many areas where they cooperate. For example, this time, they were interested in the Nuanyang System because their hotels also needed upgrades.
Director Xie was in his fifties, with a slightly plump build and a kind smile. “Shuyan, it’s been a while. I recently saw the live broadcast about the Nuanyang System. Your fiancée is quite impressive.”
Ye Shuyan couldn’t help but smile. “Uncle, you’re too kind. She’s just graduated, still young and inexperienced. I’ll need your guidance in the future.”
Director Xie raised an eyebrow in surprise. From Ye Shuyan’s words, it seemed he intended to involve his fiancée in their business. This made him think more highly of Tang Nuan.
“Wow, listen to that pride in your voice,” came a slightly lazy voice.
Ye Shuyan turned around to see Xie Feizhe, dressed in a suit and tie, pushing the door open. One hand was in his pocket, and he had a relaxed, playful smile as he looked at Ye Shuyan. “Treating someone you like really is different, huh? You’re so attentive.”
Ye Shuyan didn’t want to entertain him and asked, somewhat disdainfully, “What are you doing here?”
Director Xie laughed heartily, “Ah, it was Xiaozhe who first told me about the Nuanyang System.” It was evident that he cared a lot about his somewhat easygoing son, and at this moment, he was full of pride. “It’s rare for him to take such an interest in the company’s matters. Since you two are classmates and the person in charge is your fiancée, I was hoping you could help guide him a bit.”
Xie Feizhe walked over, grabbed Ye Shuyan’s hand, and shook it with a respectful tone, “President Ye, I’m counting on you.”
Ye Shuyan couldn’t help but feel a bit irritated—was this guy really interested in work, or was he just interested in getting back at him?
Sure enough, while Ye Shuyan was discussing the framework with Director Xie, Xie Feizhe excused himself to the restroom and never came back.
Ye Shuyan had a bad feeling about this. After seeing Chairman Xie off, he headed down to the fifteenth floor, and sure enough, he could hear Tang Nuan’s cheerful voice from a distance.
[Haha, this Xie Feizhe is so amusing! How did Ye Shuyan ever become friends with someone like him? If only he were a tenth as lively and cheerful…]
Ye Shuyan: …
If he were that lively, she’d probably be scared.
With a blank expression, Ye Shuyan made his way toward Conference Room 3.
At Ye Group, all the conference rooms had glass partitions, though the interiors were covered with frosted film, allowing one to easily see which rooms were occupied and which were vacant.
But it wasn’t easy to see what was happening inside.
Ye Shuyan stared at the Ye Group logo strip on the glass, where there was a small transparent gap. The problem was that the gap was only about 1.5 meters high…
A few members of the Ye Group’s administration department walked out of the adjacent conference room, only to see their always cold and aloof President Ye bending over, peeking at something through the glass wall of the conference room.
In the next moment, they saw him standing there with his usual upright posture, looking at them with that same emotionless gaze, holding a pen in his hand.
They all breathed a sigh of relief simultaneously and greeted him. They thought to themselves, there’s no way President Ye would be spying, it must have been a mistake. President Ye was just bending over to pick up a pen.
After the group left, Ye Shuyan, with a stern expression, quickly walked toward the door of Conference Room 3. That brief glance had been enough for him to see what was happening inside.
The Ye Group’s evaluation team and the Nuanyang team were seated on opposite sides, with Tang Nuan sitting at the head of the Nuanyang team. And right next to her was Xie Feizhe, who was chatting with her about something that had her laughing.
Tang Nuan was indeed quite happy. She had a deep impression of Xie Feizhe, given that he was someone who dared to joke about Ye Shuyan. At this moment, he was also telling her some embarrassing stories about Ye Shuyan’s high school days.
Tang Nuan was happily listening when she caught a glimpse of a pair of cold eyes at the conference room door, startling her.
Ye Shuyan had already pushed the door open and entered. Everyone inside was momentarily stunned and quickly stood up, greeting him with, “President Ye.”
“President Ye.”
…
Tang Nuan also stood up, suddenly feeling like a high school student caught by the principal during self-study, with Xie Feizhe playing the role of the troublemaker.
Xie Feizhe, however, remained seated, unbothered, looking up at Ye Shuyan with a playful smile. “President Ye, what brings you here? Could it be that you’re worried about your fiancée?”
Tang Nuan felt a bit embarrassed by his words and playfully pushed him. Ye Shuyan’s gaze immediately locked onto her hand, and his cold demeanor made Tang Nuan inexplicably feel guilty.
But then she quickly realized—why should she feel guilty? She was working, after all, and hadn’t they agreed to mind their own business? What was he doing interfering?
With that thought, Tang Nuan, in a fit of defiance, gave Xie Feizhe another, more forceful push.
Caught off guard by her sudden strength, Xie Feizhe, who had been resting his chin on his hand while watching the scene unfold, nearly knocked his chin on the table.
Xie Feizhe: …
Ye Shuyan: …
Ye Shuyan didn’t pay much attention to Xie Feizhe, though. His focus remained on Tang Nuan. Wasn’t it just yesterday that she mentioned trying to seduce him?
So, was this her idea of seduction?
The author has something to say:
Before meeting her, President Ye sneered, “Seduce me? I won’t even give you the chance.”
After meeting her, President Ye anticipated: Coming over to seduce me, just like this? Not thrilling at all, disappointed…