Quadruplets' Charm: The Tycoon's Hidden Heirs

Tang Yu turned around, taken aback as she looked at the man who had suddenly appeared in the bar. His tall frame and silently oppressive presence commanded a respect tinged with fear.

Her heart raced. When had this man appeared?

The words she had just said shouldn't have been overheard, but... was it still possible to make a run for it?

Tang Yu's face was a picture of panic, she wished she could just vanish into thin air!

Luo Bingbing saw Ye Sihan and immediately approached, "Tang Yu claimed to be your girlfriend, is it true?"

Tang Yu turned her face away, not daring to meet Ye Sihan's gaze.

Even without making eye contact, she could feel the sharpness of his stare cutting through her, burning her skin.

This was it. She was doomed!

Luo Bingbing, observing Tang Yu's guilty reaction, felt she knew the score.

She must have been bluffing.

"Bring her over," commanded Ye Sihan in a deep and authoritative voice that brooked no anger, yet conveyed immense power.

After he spoke, he left without another word.

Two bodyguards approached Tang Yu without a word, took her away—

"No, I..."

The others looked on with schadenfreude, for Tang Yu was surely being taken away for a lesson.

Considering the menacing aura of the bodyguards.

Tang Yu was pushed into a room, stumbling forward and nearly collapsing onto the carpet.

The door shut behind her with a loud bang, leaving the air so still it made her heart flutter with unease.

The man sitting on the sofa was tall and deep-set, with long legs casually crossed, exuding an air of unapproachable sharpness.

"Pour the drink," he ordered in a low tone, the command of someone accustomed to being obeyed.

Tang Yu was a bit slow to respond, eying the bottle of alcohol and glasses on the coffee table. It was only when his piercing gaze swept over her that she moved forward instinctively.

She opened the bottle.

Under the scrutiny of the man who held the reins of KING Group, her hands were trembling.

It was quite a test of her mental fortitude.

After pouring the drink, she was just about to stand up when she heard his oppressive voice, "Repeat what you said just now."

Color drained from Tang Yu's face, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ye, I... I was just... talking nonsense, please don't be angry!" She attempted to force a polite and apologetic smile but it froze upon meeting the abyssal darkness of Ye Sihan's eyes.

She bowed her head immediately, adopting a docile demeanor.

"I still think we've met somewhere before," said Ye Sihan as he reached out and grasped her chin, forcibly lifting her face.

His piercing stare seemed to penetrate right through her.

"No, no, with someone as insignificant as myself, how could I possibly know someone like Mr. Ye? Absolutely not," Tang Yu shook her head vehemently, as if constantly denying it.

Regardless, she was resolved to deny it each and every time she was asked.

But why was he asking again?

"It seems your memory isn't very good."

"My memory is excellent... Ah!" Before Tang Yu could finish her sentence, the shadow before her eyes suddenly loomed larger, and in the next second, the world spun out of control as she found herself on the couch.

Her eyes widened as she met the gaze of the man towering above her.

Such close proximity sent her heart into a standstill.

Then, Ye Sihan emptied the glass of alcohol onto her neck, her chest.

Her white clothes became transparent upon getting wet, revealing the full contours of her body.

Exclaiming in shock, "Mr. Ye... Mr. Ye!"

"It seems I need to jog your memory," said Ye Sihan, his voice low as he moved in closer, his lips parting slightly to taste the liquor from her chest.

"Mhm!" Tang Yu's face turned crimson, her body trembling as she felt a sudden, powerful impact at her core, "Ah! No, Mr. Ye, I'll talk... I'll talk! Three years ago, a one-night... stand..."

"Remember now, hm?"

"Yes, yes, yes! But as for the matter of you being a Male Escort before establishing KING Group, I swear I won't tell a third person!" Tang Yu wanted no further connection with him.

Even if it had been three years ago, it was only due to the influence of alcohol.

And the last thing a successful man wanted was for his past of dire straits and degradation to come to light.

Ye Sihan raised his head, his lips still moist from the alcohol.

His brows raised slightly as he looked down at her with deep, dark eyes.

"I swear to God!" Tang Yu, fearing he wouldn't believe her, raised her hand in an oath.

At that moment, voices from outside could be heard, Lou Bingbing's among them.

She couldn't enter as the bodyguards were blocking the door.

It was evident she was trying hard to convince the bodyguards to let her into the room.

"You... you should get up, Luo Bingbing is outside!"

"Didn't you say you were my girlfriend?" Ye Sihan's gaze narrowed dangerously, his hand sliding over her slender waist. "Whatever we do, it should be expected."

Tang Yu's body was stiff with panic, "No... that won't do! Please, I'm begging you, spare me, Mr. Ye!"

Ye Sihan found the pleading, anxious look on the person beneath him to be both pathetic and amusing.

The commotion from outside was annoying him.

He got up and poured himself another drink.

As the pressure on her lifted, Tang Yu's body relaxed, and the air seemed to flow more freely.

She hastily stood up, her clothes wet at the chest, clearly outlining her form, which made her feel humiliated.

"Mr. Ye, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now. I have to work tomorrow." After saying that, Tang Yu hurried to the door.

Upon opening the door, she locked eyes with Luo Bingbing's surprised and resentful gaze for a split second. Not wanting to explain, she turned and ran.

All the way home, Tang Yu kept her hand over her chest, only removing it once she was safe at home.

She had checked the surveillance on the way and saw her little ones sleeping soundly in bed.

Tang Yu first went to the bathroom to clean herself off and put on a nightgown before entering the room and climbing into bed to cuddle her sweet-smelling, soft little treasure.

She was showering her with kisses and inhaling her scent, nearly becoming light-headed from it.

The thought that just half an hour earlier, her children and their biological father were in the same city filled her with guilt and unease.

How could she have known that a Male Escort would transform into the famously powerful figure at the helm of the KING Group in Kyōto?

And to think that she had encountered him!

She dreaded to think what would happen if he laid eyes on the four little ones. Would he guess the truth?