701: Chapter 701 I thought he had suddenly fallen seriously ill!

Kim Tianyou's face darkened, but he quickly recovered.

Only...

The frivolity in his eyes turned into jealousy, and his arrogance turned into hostility.

He sized Ye Chen up, his eyes full of contempt.

A pretty boy in shorts and slippers—who knew where he got the luck to hook up with a stunning woman like Bing Lan.

He, Kim Tianyou, was the eldest young master of South Korea's top chaebol. He had played with plenty of women and knew exactly how to manipulate them.

Hmph!

He loved stealing other people's women the most.

We'll have a good game.

Kim Tianyou sneered in his heart, but an even warmer smile piled onto his face.

"So you're Miss Bing Lan's boyfriend. Pardon my lack of manners."

He extended his hand, making a gesture to shake hands with Ye Chen. "I am Kim Tianyou, the heir to South Korea's Jin Group, and also the representative of the organizer for this Lingerie Design Exchange Conference."

Ye Chen looked at the hand extended toward him, smiled, and casually shook it.

"Nice to meet you."

The moment their hands clasped, Ye Chen felt it.

The other party was applying force.

Kim Tianyou's right hand was like an iron vise, tightly gripping Ye Chen's palm. He exerted force through his knuckles, causing his finger bones to creak.

A warm smile still hung on his face, but his eyes were filled with provocation.

This was a show of strength.

Having mingled in his social circles for so many years, Kim Tianyou knew the importance of first impressions.

Today, he was going to make this pretty boy in slippers realize who the man truly worthy of Bing Lan was.

What right did a country bumpkin who didn't even know how to dress formally have to stand by Bing Lan's side?

When the time came...

He would suppress this man step by step, ultimately driving him to a complete breakdown.

He could almost see Ye Chen kneeling on the side, watching him and Bing Lan being all lovey-dovey.

However...

Feeling the force coming from the other party's palm, Ye Chen chuckled in his heart.

This kind of childish trick was truly ridiculous.

An ordinary person who hadn't even entered the Xuan Realm dared to play this game with him?

He hadn't wanted to lower himself to this kind of minor character's level, but since the guy was actively looking for trouble, he didn't mind playing along.

And so...

Ye Chen also applied a tiny bit of force.

Not much.

Just a tiny bit, like a single drop of water falling into the vast ocean.

Yet, just that tiny bit caused Kim Tianyou's expression to change drastically.

He felt as if his right hand was clamped by a hydraulic press. His bones creaked, on the verge of being crushed at any second.

A piercing pain shot from his palm throughout his entire body, and bean-sized beads of sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

"Ah!!!"

Kim Tianyou could no longer hold it in and let out a shrill, miserable scream.

The sound was sharp and ear-piercing, echoing through the airport terminal and causing the surrounding travelers to look over.

The Bodyguard behind him changed expression and rushed forward in a single stride. "Young Master Jin, what's wrong?"

Kim Tianyou opened his mouth, wanting to say something...

"Mr. Jin, are you alright?"

Ye Chen beat him to it, looking at him with a face full of concern. "Why does your face look so pale? Are you feeling unwell?"

Kim Tianyou's tears were about to fall—not out of gratitude, but from sheer pain.

He looked at Ye Chen's "sincere" face, then at his right hand which was still being gripped, and then at Bing Lan beside him.

Finally...

His lips trembled several times. "N-Nothing... I'm fine..."

"That's good then."

Ye Chen released his grip, looking completely relieved. "I thought you had a sudden illness. It gave me quite a scare."

Kim Tianyou pulled back his right hand. It was already swollen like a pig's trotter, and his fingers wouldn't stop trembling.

He stealthily hid his hand behind his back, forcing a smile onto his face that looked worse than crying.

"Mr... Mr. Ye, you must be joking. My health is perfectly fine. It's just that... I had a bit of a cramp just now."

"A cramp?"

Ye Chen nodded in sudden realization. "Then Mr. Jin must take care of your health. After all, you are the representative of the organizer. If you collapse, how will this exchange conference go on?"

The corner of Kim Tianyou's mouth twitched several times, barely suppressing the urge to beat this bastard to a pulp.

He took a deep breath, trying his best to appear normal.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Ye. I will be careful."

Standing to the side, Bing Lan watched this scene, a trace of strangeness flashing in her eyes.

She knew Ye Chen all too well.

This guy was being a rascal again.

"Young Master Jin, it's getting late. A-Chen and I need to head to the hotel first," Bing Lan said indifferently. "As for the matters regarding the exchange conference, we can discuss them when it starts."

Kim Tianyou nodded repeatedly. "Right, right, right. To the hotel first, to the hotel first."

He led Ye Chen and Bing Lan toward the parking lot.

The Bodyguard followed behind him and asked in a low voice, "Young Master Jin, that man just now..."

"Shut up!"

Kim Tianyou snapped in a low voice, a trace of malice flashing in his eyes. "We'll talk when we get back."

The Bodyguard closed his mouth.

Soon...

Ye Chen and Bing Lan got into the nanny van behind, while Kim Tianyou pulled open the door of the Maybach in front and plopped into the back seat.

The Bodyguard sat in the driver's seat and started the car.

The motorcade then merged into the streets of Seoul.

Leaning back against the seat, Kim Tianyou's right hand was still trembling uncontrollably. Waves of sharp pain washed over him, making his temples throb violently.

The scene at the airport kept flashing through his mind.

That country bumpkin in shorts and slippers, shaking his hand with a smile on his face, as if mocking him.

And Bing Lan, that cold and proud woman, had actually linked arms with that country bumpkin right in front of him and even claimed he was her boyfriend?

"Aishiba!"

Kim Tianyou suddenly snapped his eyes open, a fierce look flashing in them.

He had lived in South Korea for twenty-eight years, and it had always been him stealing other men's women. No one had ever dared to touch a woman he had his eyes on.

This Bing Lan, he was going to have her.

As for that Ye Chen...

...he would have to pay the price.

...

The Maybach stopped in front of Seoul's most luxurious hotel.

Kim Tianyou pushed open the car door. The gloominess on his face had already been reined in, replaced once again by a warm smile.

Ye Chen and Bing Lan had arrived a step ahead and were currently checking in at the front desk.

Kim Tianyou quickly walked up and said with a chuckle,

"Miss Bing Lan, Mr. Ye, I have already arranged a room for you."

"The presidential suite, with the best view in the entire hotel, overlooking the night scene of all of Seoul."

As he spoke, he took two room cards from the front desk receptionist and handed them to Bing Lan with both hands.

Bing Lan took one of the room cards and nodded slightly. "Thank you, Young Master Jin, but we only need one room card."

Kim Tianyou's face turned slightly green, but he quickly returned to normal. "You're welcome, you're welcome."

"Aishiba!"

They're actually living together?

That guy surnamed Ye simply deserves to die...

Extremely displeased, Kim Tianyou's gaze fell upon Ye Chen's face.

"At eight o'clock tonight, the opening ceremony of the exchange conference will be held in the banquet hall on the top floor of the hotel."

"Many big shots of South Korea's lingerie design industry will be present. Please attend on time."

"Especially you, Mr. Ye."

Ye Chen smiled. "I must go. Since my wife is going, I have to protect her."

Looking at Ye Chen's calm and casual demeanor, Kim Tianyou almost lost control and wanted to kick him.

But he restrained himself, instead watching them enter the elevator.

Only when the two disappeared into the elevator did Kim Tianyou speak coldly.

"Investigate him for me."

"Find out that kid's background."

"I'd like to see what kind of capability a country bumpkin in slippers has to dare compete with me for a woman."

The Bodyguard quickly took out his phone and handed it to Kim Tianyou.

"Young Master, while we were in the car just now, I already had someone look into him."

"That Ye Chen's background is very..."

He hesitated.

Kim Tianyou took the phone and asked, "Very complex?"

"No," the Bodyguard smiled bitterly. "It's very simple."

Kim Tianyou was stunned, then looked down at the screen.

Only to see...

...a profile displayed on the screen.

Name: Ye Chen.

Age: 25.

Education: Graduated from Xiamen Medical University.

Marital Status: Divorced.

Work Experience: Former waiter at Tiangong Nightclub, delivery rider for Keleme, currently employed at Shuyue Group as a dedicated driver.

...

Kim Tianyou stared at the profile, dazed for several seconds.

Then...

...he laughed. His laugh was filled with mockery and disdain.

"Aishiba!"

"Graduated from a medical university? Divorced? Drove for Bing Lan?"

"A mere driver dares to compete with me for a woman?"

"And he even dared to try and intimidate me?"

"If I don't kill you, how can I keep face in South Korea's circles?"

Standing to the side, the Bodyguard said cautiously, "Young Master, tonight is the opening ceremony of the exchange conference. Isn't it a bit inappropriate to make a move right now?"

Kim Tianyou turned around and looked at the Bodyguard.

Then...

*Slap!!!*

A crisp, loud slap echoed through the lobby.

The Bodyguard stumbled from the slap, a bright red handprint instantly appearing on his face.

Yet he didn't dare move, nor did he dare cover his face. He could only stand there with his head bowed.

Kim Tianyou pointed at him, saying word by word,

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

The Bodyguard's face paled, and he hurriedly shook his head.

"Young Master, I wouldn't dare. I was just..."

"Just what?"

Kim Tianyou cut him off, speaking coldly.

The Bodyguard didn't dare speak further.

Kim Tianyou snorted coldly.

"Go do it. Cripple him for me."

He paused, a trace of lust flashing in his eyes.

"And then..."

"...I want him to watch with his own eyes as I play with his woman."