Chapter 172 Stumbling Block



"It's delicious, so sweet." The fruits from the Beastman Continent are of high quality, grown without pesticides and completely natural with no additives. If they were sold in modern times, a pound would cost several tens of dollars.

Wang Ye smiled, his gaze fixed on Yu Wanwan as if she were his prey: "If you become my mate, not only these fruits, but also gold, silver, treasures, gems, and shark silk—you can have as much as you want."

Yu Wanwan took a bite of the fruit with a crunch and completely ignored it.

Wangye is a person who loves to spout nonsense. He once said that he wanted to become her partner, and even said that he would take her and Feihan as his wives.

Seeing that Yu Wanwan seemed not to have heard him, Wang Ye suddenly leaned over and pinched her chin: "Wanwan, don't you want those treasures?"

Yu Wanwan was forced to look up at him.

Wangye's face was half-lit by the firelight, glowing with a warm yellow light, while the scarred side of his face remained hidden in the darkness.

To be fair, Wangye's face is really masculine. His buzz cut and scar add a touch of roguishness to his look. His bright eyes and slightly raised eyebrows make him look like a free-spirited young man, which is very easy to attract the attention of young girls.

Yu Wanwan stared at him blankly, unable to react for a long time.

Wang Ye looked down at the girl he was holding. Her skin was soft and tender, and it seemed as if you could squeeze water out of it. The faint fragrance emanating from her body dispelled the bloody smell on him and made people feel comfortable.

Wang Ye's eyes darkened, and he subconsciously stroked Yu Wanwan's skin, his voice low: "Wanwan, I really like you. Let's get married. Then you will be the mistress of the Beast King Palace, second only to the king, and everyone will treat you with utmost respect."

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous, and the surrounding environment was silent, with only their breathing remaining.

His words carried a strong seductive meaning. Yu Wanwan looked up at him, her clear eyes like a spring, without a trace of impurity.

She instinctively clutched her chest, her heart pounding a little fast. Her pale face regained some color, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Seeing Yu Wanwan's appearance, Wang Ye curled his lips, hiding a hint of mockery deep in his eyes.

Look, that's how females are. They're vain. Even the little female that Fei Han cherishes is the same. She wears a pure and beautiful mask, but as soon as someone gives her the slightest temptation, she immediately reveals her true colors, showing her greedy and disgusting face.

Wang Ye was both happy and regretful about the revelation of Yu Wanwan's true colors. He was happy that he had not misjudged her, but regretful that Fei Han had been completely deceived by such a person.

Alright, alright, things have come to this point, so he'll sacrifice himself to make Fei Han understand that this female isn't any better. After the partnership ends, he'll still take good care of Fei Han. He'll offer Fei Han the positions of elder and witch doctor. From now on, he'll still be the noble and proud Lord Fei Han who commands respect in Beast City.

"Wanwan..."

Thinking of this, Wangye lowered his head and slowly moved closer to her lips.

If Yu Wanwan were still a sixteen-year-old girl, she might be flustered and her heart would race at his domineering CEO-like behavior. However, she already had Bai Jing, Mo Zhou, and Fei Han, and Wang Ye was Fei Han's brother. Fei Han was the most jealous person. He had just been betrayed by Chang Yue, and Yu Wanwan didn't want to get involved with Wang Ye again and upset Fei Han for nothing.

Yu Wanwan dodged for a moment, and Wang Ye's lips stopped in mid-air.

"What's wrong, Wanwan? Are you shy?" His voice was husky yet magnetic, making one's heart itch with desire.

Yu Wanwan pulled his hand away, frowning as she said, "Feihan will be unhappy." She didn't want Feihan to be sad.

Wang Ye didn't let her escape. He still held her chin and raised an eyebrow, saying, "What are you afraid of? You are a female. It is your right to seek a strong partner. If Fei Han dares to be unhappy, you can always abandon him."

Yu Wanwan was surprised to hear these words from Wang Ye. Her eyes widened in astonishment: "Is this what you really think?"

During this time, Wangye has been extremely fond of Feihan. If they weren't both male, Yu Wanwan would have no doubt that Wangye would have proposed to Feihan much earlier. How could Wangye say that she should abandon Feihan? Is his affection just an illusion?

"Of course, these are my true feelings, Wanwan. I genuinely like you and don't want Feihan to become an obstacle for us."

Yu Wanwan pressed her hand to her chest.

Ever since she and Fei Han became a couple, she felt that her heartbeat was half as fast as Fei Han's. The abnormality she just witnessed was not Yu Wanwan's own reaction, but Fei Han's.

That wasn't attraction, it was anger.

Before they parted ways, Fei Han protected them and let them leave first. Now Fei Han is still in Chang Yue's hands, and they don't know how she is or how dangerous she is. Yet Wang Ye is saying that Fei Han is a stumbling block between them.

If Fei Han found out, he would be heartbroken!

Wang Ye's lips were already close, his moist breath spraying onto Yu Wanwan's face, his strong masculine scent hitting her face.

A surge of anger suddenly welled up in Yu Wanwan's heart. She angrily pushed Wang Ye away and slapped him hard across the face.

With a crisp, clear snap.

Wangye stood there completely stunned, covering his face and unable to react for a long time.

"You...you dare to hit me?"

"I hit you, you shameless person!" Yu Wanwan glared at him stubbornly, as if there was some deep-seated hatred between them.

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