Chapter 49: Am I Just an Object?

Interested in her? All the rumors about her online were negative, yet Beitang Mo could still say, with sparkling eyes, that he was interested in her? This made Ye Yao feel that he was someone capable of thinking for himself.

But as she was now, she had no intention of developing a relationship with anyone.

“Mr. Bei—”

At that moment, a male voice sliced through the calm between them. “Yao Yao, what are you doing here?”

Shen Yan’s tone was laced with both anger and indulgence.

He had come here to discuss a business deal, only to finish and see this woman sitting face-to-face, pouring her heart out to another man? The man across from her looked as if his eyes were glued to her!

Ye Yao turned her head and, upon seeing Shen Yan, couldn’t help but frown.

Misfortune always finds its way.

“I’m here for a blind date. This is my date, Beitang Mo,” Ye Yao replied, giving a perfect smile. “Well? Not bad, right?”

“Blind date?” Shen Yan bit out each word, savoring them. The temperature around him dropped rapidly.

Feng Yuqi, standing behind, lowered his head slightly.

No wonder he’s the master—he dares to dance in the minefield of Brother Yan.

Beitang Mo felt the pressure but still smiled gently.

Anyone who knew Ye Yao would surely know Shen Yan as well.

Their love triangle was notorious…

But in reality, things seemed different. The way Shen Yan looked at Ye Yao was possessive.

Was this love?

Ye Yao, undaunted, nodded. “Yes.”

She had expected Shen Yan to lose his mind, but instead, he squeezed in beside her, his expression inscrutable.

“I’ve just been a little busy with work. There’s no need to joke like this, is there?”

Ye Yao blinked, momentarily stunned. “What?”

Shen Yan turned toward Beitang Mo, his demeanor dropping to subzero.

“You understand me, don’t you?” His words dripped with threat.

He had heard every word exchanged between them.

Beitang Mo knew the situation among the three of them, yet still declared his interest in Ye Yao. Was he courting death?

Trying to take her from him—was he tired of living?

Beitang Mo chuckled softly, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and shook his head. “Sorry, I’m afraid I don’t quite understand.”

In that instant, the air between them bristled with tension.

Ye Yao looked at Beitang Mo in surprise.

Bold move!

Shen Yan’s face darkened to the color of a bruised plum.

“President Shen, you’ve heard everything. So please don’t interrupt our date,” Ye Yao fanned the flames.

In the next moment, Shen Yan shot her a murderous glare, but Ye Yao only smiled, innocent and harmless.

“That’s not a funny joke.”

“I’m not joking,” Ye Yao replied seriously. “Shen Yan, we ended things a long time ago. It’s you who refuses to wake up from the past.”

With that, she patted Shen Yan’s shoulder, only to have him seize her wrist and pull her into a kiss.

Everyone else: What? President Shen is this domineering?

Feng Yuqi looked down.

Beitang Mo, meanwhile, watched calmly. He had seen this scene play out more than once.

Ye Yao, realizing what was happening, tried to hit Shen Yan, but he held her firmly.

He looked at her, anger burning in his eyes.

With her hands and feet restrained, Ye Yao bit his tongue, hard and merciless.

The taste of blood soon filled both their mouths.

Shen Yan had no choice but to let her go.

He wiped the blood from his mouth and shot Beitang Mo a provocative glance.

Well, did the man finally understand now?

“Mr. Shen, Miss Ye is not an object. She has her own will. Whatever you do, you should seek her consent first.”

“What do you know? This is called intimacy,” Shen Yan retorted, his eyes sharp as blades.

Intimacy?

Intimacy, my foot!

Ye Yao truly thought Shen Yan was insane.

“Move.”

Ye Yao shoved Shen Yan aside. Once she was a safe distance away, she turned to Beitang Mo. “Mr. Bei, I’m sorry about today. I’ll reach out to you another time.”

“I’ll wait for your message, Miss Ye.”

A flawless move.

No matter what Shen Yan did, Ye Yao and Beitang Mo remained unaffected.

Shen Yan was livid, nearly exploding, but he managed not to lose his composure in front of Beitang Mo.

“Mr. Bei, do you find interfering in others’ affairs entertaining?”

“Mr. Shen, your words are rather unpleasant,” Beitang Mo replied with a smile. “Miss Ye hasn’t acknowledged any romantic relationship with you. I’d suggest you reflect on your behavior—kissing someone by force in public is quite crude.”

Stung, Shen Yan was left speechless. He had acted on impulse just now.

Ye Yao’s sharp tongue was well-known. To prevent her from saying anything worse, he had resorted to that method.

Looking back, it was indeed inappropriate.

“Sir, if you hadn’t knowingly meddled and come out to meet the young madam for a blind date, there would have been no audience here. This really is just a matter of intimacy between a couple,” Feng Yuqi stepped forward, helping Shen Yan regain some ground.

Beitang Mo fell silent.

Shen Yan shot Feng Yuqi an appreciative glance and then strode after Ye Yao.

Ye Yao had just reached her car when Shen Yan lifted her over his shoulder.

“Drive her car,” he instructed.

“Yes, sir.” Feng Yuqi also felt that what would happen next was not for him to witness.

Shen Yan tossed Ye Yao into the back seat, grabbed her wrists and pinned her hands above her head, his knee pressing down on her legs.

“What are you doing, Shen Yan?” Ye Yao hissed.

Shen Yan lifted her chin. “What’s wrong? Afraid someone will hear?”

“Do you think the whole world is as shameless as you?” Ye Yao struggled. “Let me go, Shen Yan. Are you insane?”

She couldn’t think of any other explanation.

“Ye Yao, I ignored everything between you and Ye Shen. Now there’s a new man. What is this—a test of my patience?” Shen Yan said through gritted teeth.

She worked at the Ye Corporation, and contact with Ye Shen was unavoidable. That’s why, whenever possible, Shen Yan whisked her away, trying to cut them off.

But he hadn’t expected her to be so troublesome, already out on a blind date with another man and openly defying him just now.

The Bei family, was it?

Fine, let’s see who prevails.

“Shen Yan, do you think too highly of yourself? Testing your patience? Who are you to me? I’ve told you a thousand times—we’re over. You’re the one who won’t let go.”

Ye Yao almost laughed at his twisted logic. “You want your ex-wife to remain faithful to you? Isn’t that absurd?”

“Ye Yao!” Shen Yan growled.

“I’m here. What? Did I strike a nerve?”

Ye Yao met his gaze. “Shen Yan, let’s part on good terms. Stop clinging to me—it’s meaningless.”

“Meaningless?” Shen Yan hoisted her up. “Whether it’s meaningful or not—I’ll decide.”

His hands roamed over hers, searching for some way to regain his balance.

Ye Yao’s body reacted instinctively, but inwardly, she felt nothing but revulsion.

“Shen Yan, so a forced kiss isn’t enough? Now you want to force yourself on me? In your eyes, am I really nothing more than an object?”