288 Innuendo

She was unfazed by his deterrent manner. Looking straight into his eyes, she coldly rebuked, "Director Mu, may I trouble you to take stock of the situation? Unless you are a beast, you have to pick an appropriate spot for stuff like this, even if you have the urge to mate. You may not care about your face, but I still want my reputation!"

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This woman actually compares president to a beast in heat…

Well, this is not actually unexpected. After all, the president has been suppressing his urge for a long time.

There is no woman, and his so-called fiancée is only in name.

He has been suppressing his desires for so long…

The chauffeur burst into uncontrollable peals of laughter, but when his glance happened to land in the back seat through the rearview mirror, he saw the man's warning look and immediately swallowed his laughter in fright.

Mu Yazhe raised his eyes to reveal a sinister look. "Are you calling me a beast?"

"Well, do you have trouble comprehending my words?" she asked mockingly in return. "Did I say that you are a beast? What I said is that only beasts will mate at any time and any place; I didn't specifically single you out!"

Like a blow dealt sharply at him, he was dumbfounded by her impeccable rebuke.

This woman had a sharp tongue. She did not express it directly but, rather, inferred him as a beast through the innuendo. There was no way for him to rebut even if he wanted to!

"Director Mu is from a prestigious background, and I believe you have received tertiary education. Do you know the meaning of respect, then?" she continued angrily. "If you don't understand, why don't I give you a lesson, instead?"

The man spitefully raised his eyebrow. "Are you teaching me a lesson?"

The chauffeur chortled the mirth he could not hold in.

He could bear it no longer. Having nowhere to vent his displeasure after Yun Shishi's repeated mocking, he arrowed the chauffeur. "Lao Han!"

"Yes, president!"

"What are you laughing at?"

"Who's the little b*stard laughing?" Lao Han hastily feigned puzzlement. "Not me for sure. Did I laugh? No, I didn't."

"Just now, you…" His voice was quite calm but hidden within was chagrin.

"President, I was staring into space. I neither saw nor heard a thing." The chauffeur was a smart man and quickly found an excuse to cover his tracks.

"Get lost!" the man ordered coldly.

Lao Han wiped the cold perspiration off his forehead, instantly killed the engine, and raised the car partition separating the front and back seats.

With the car partition in place, the back seat was like a sealed vacuum, isolated from the world outside.

She fearfully sipped her lips.

She impulsively gave him a slap earlier from infuriation, but she was deeply regretting it now.

It seemed that… she had truly angered him!

She turned to open the car door, only to find that it had been locked. The car door could not be opened without a central unlocking device.

Behind her, he reached out his long arm and pulled her into his arms with a tug. He asked frostily, "Are you satisfied now?"

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"Now, there are only you and me in the car and no one else."

Her heart skipped momentarily before she angrily retorted, "Are you really a beast?!"

"That's right; I'm a beast."

Coyly proceeding toward her, he took in the fresh scent wafting out from her nape at the same time. The smell was no different from his.

He felt as if he had been poisoned.

He was poisoned by this woman with no antidote available.

It was not enough for him. No matter how much he had had, it was never sufficient.

He had never craved for a woman like this before.

A very potent spell, which could not be removed, seemed to have been cast on him by her.

When the man closed in on her, her body went taut. She pushed against his chest as she angrily exclaimed, "No, I don't like to do it inside the car!"