Chapter 150: Never Seen Such a Fierce Woman!

Yang Lan's movements were as swift as lightning.

Shen Huai only felt a blur before his eyes, and then his hands were pinned behind his back, pressing him onto the soft carpet.

After a moment of dizziness.

Shen Huai realized what had happened in astonishment.

He had actually... been subdued by Yang Lan, a woman who looked so delicate??!

"You..."

Shen Huai wore an expression of indignation, struggling as he tried to get up.

Yet he discovered that Yang Lan's strength was surprisingly great; he had absolutely no power to fight back under her.

"What's wrong, Young Master Shen? Weren't you quite talkative just a moment ago?"

Yang Lan sat astride Shen Huai's waist, looking down at him from above, the corners of her mouth curling into a playful smile.

"Forgot to tell you, I don't have any special hobbies, I just like to practice boxing. Right now, I'm at least a National Sanda Champion, so you'd better not move around, or you might get hurt."

As she spoke, Yang Lan's slender fingers lightly caressed Shen Huai's cheek, her tone flirtatious.

Shen Huai only felt a surge of hot blood rushing to his head.

This woman actually dared to humiliate him like this! He gritted his teeth, just about to lash out, when he was stunned by Yang Lan's next move.

Yang Lan leaned down, exhaling hot air against his ear with a hint of mockery: "What's wrong, Young Master Shen? Are you shy? Don't be in a rush, the good show is still to come."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Lan's hands began to act restlessly, her slender fingers nimbly undoing the buttons of his shirt, one, two, three...

Holy crap?! Shen Huai was completely dumbfounded by this maneuver from Yang Lan.

This wasn't just being proactive; this was damn aggressive!

Is forcing oneself a tradition of the Yang Family?

Why do they all love doing this kind of thing so much? Is it to set the mood or what? Shen Huai had never seen such a fierce woman.

For a moment, he even forgot to resist, letting Yang Lan do whatever she wanted to him.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"

Just then, an abrupt cell phone ringtone shattered the ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

Yang Lan frowned impatiently and reached straight into Shen Huai's pants pocket to fish out the phone.

She glanced at the caller ID, and a meaningful smile curled the corners of her mouth.

"Oh, it's my dear little sister calling." Yang Lan said, deliberately placing the phone by Shen Huai's ear so he could clearly hear the voice on the other end.

"Shen Huai, where are you? Why haven't you come back yet?..." On the other end of the line, Lin Yeman's voice carried a hint of impatience.

"... Team Leader Lin, I am—"

Before the words were finished.

A rapid knocking sounded on the door at the same time.

Once, twice, three times...

The ringtone inside the room and the knocking outside intertwined, sounding like a death warrant, making Shen Huai instantly sober up.

He shoved Yang Lan away violently and scrambled up from the floor.

He quickly tidied his messy clothes, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

Lin Yeman stood at the doorway, holding her phone in one hand and lifting her skirt hem with the other, staring at Shen Huai.

Her gaze shifted downward, and when she saw Shen Huai's slightly wrinkled shirt, Lin Yeman's brows couldn't help but knit together.

She quickly looked into the room.

Upon seeing Yang Lan, Lin Yeman reacted immediately, her expression turning complex.

"Big sister..."

Lin Yeman stopped mid-sentence, ultimately just calling out softly.

Yang Lan walked out of the room unhurriedly, looked at Lin Yeman at the door, and a provocative smile curled her lips: "Little sister, shouldn't you be very busy outside? Is there some urgent matter?" Lin Yeman ignored Yang Lan's provocation, merely glanced at Shen Huai indifferently, and said: "Your department colleagues have been stopped at the entrance. As the Department Director, I'm afraid you'll have to go and receive them yourself."

Shen Huai looked at Lin Yeman with gratitude.

He knew she was deliberately helping him out of a tight spot.

"Ah, right, I'll go right now." Shen Huai turned and left, wishing he could sprout wheels on his feet to get away.

"Wait a moment," Lin Yeman called out to Shen Huai, pointing with a frown at the Robot on the sofa, "You forgot to change your clothes. You're currently wearing your brother's clothes."

"... Almost gave the game away."

Shen Huai's heart went on a roller coaster ride.

He didn't dare look into Yang Lan's eyes again, hurriedly changed his clothes, said "sorry" to the two of them, and fled the room as if escaping.

Watching Shen Huai's retreating figure as he fled in a panic, the smile on Yang Lan's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a cold chill.

She turned her head, staring sharply at Lin Yeman, and said word for word: "Little sister, three strikes and you're out. Next time, it won't be this easy."

Lin Yeman met Yang Lan's gaze without fear, a meaningful smile curling her lips: "Big sister, we shall see." Shen Huai fled the room, jogging all the way, his heart pounding in his chest.

He cursed himself for being muddled, almost falling into Yang Lan's trap.

The women of the Yang Family are all demons! Arriving at the entrance of the banquet hall, he indeed saw Su Meng and her group being blocked outside by two bodyguards in black suits, each of them craning their necks and peeking inside.

"Hey, we really are here to attend the celebration banquet. If you don't believe me, go inside and report it!" Su Meng stood with her hands on her hips, arguing indignantly with the bodyguards.

"Exactly, we are employees of Xingyao Entertainment, not just any random nobodies!" Luo Xiaoya also chimed in from the side, though her tone clearly lacked confidence.

"Sorry, ladies, you cannot enter without an invitation."

The bodyguards were expressionless, their tone cold, acting strictly by the book.

"This..." Su Meng was at a loss for words, casting a look of help toward Liu Shishi.

Liu Shishi's eyes darted around, then suddenly lit up; she pointed at Shen Huai's back and shouted: "Someone's here! Our Department Director Shen is here!"

Shen Huai was startled by this sudden shout.

Before he could react, he was pulled over by Su Meng.

"General Manager Shen, you've finally arrived!"

Su Meng grabbed Shen Huai's arm as if she had seen a savior, her tone full of resentment, "These two door gods insist that we don't have an invitation and won't let us in. Hurry up and show your face!"

The two bodyguards took a closer look; wasn't this the Second Young Master of the Shen Family?

"Ge-General Manager Shen..."

One of the bodyguards stammered, squeezing out a smile that looked worse than crying, "We are truly sorry, we failed to recognize a person of importance. Please, go ahead, please enter!"

Shen Huai glanced at them coldly, said nothing, and walked straight inside.

Behind him, Su Meng and her group followed with their heads held high, not forgetting to roll their eyes at the bodyguards as they turned back.

Inside the banquet hall.

The lights were brilliant, the air was filled with the scent of perfume and rustling clothes, and glasses were clinking; it was a lively scene.

Ryan Group was truly an industry giant; the scale and standard of this celebration banquet were quite high.

"It's all your fault, Luo Xiaoya, for dawdling for so long, causing us to arrive late and miss the opening remarks!"

Su Meng looked at the performance currently taking place on stage with a look of regret.

"Blame me? Su Meng, if you hadn't spent so long putting on makeup, would we have been late?" Luo Xiaoya retorted without showing any weakness.

"You..."

"Enough, both of you shut up!"

Shen Huai could no longer bear it and growled, "This is a hotel owned by Ryan Group, not the department office. If you two keep making a scene, get out."

(End of chapter)