The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 1056 [Actively Inviting Han Zhushang]

"Ah?"

Upon hearing Ye Chenfeng’s inquiry, Qin Changtian’s body clearly staggered, as if struck by a bolt from the blue.

"What’s wrong? Old Qin, is there something off?" Ye Chenfeng asked with a smile.

"It’s not that, Young Ye, where did you learn about the Dark Era of Capital City?"

Qin Changtian’s wariness towards Ye Chenfeng increased. Mentioning the Dark Era of Capital City was like touching a taboo.

Ye Chenfeng smiled nonchalantly, "Old Qin, of course I know. The old lama I’ve been investigating is likely related to the Dark Era of Capital City."

"The old lama?"

Qin Changtian’s pupils suddenly contracted.

"That’s right, so please, Old Qin, tell me what you know about the Dark Era of Capital City. Perhaps I can find some clues from it," Ye Chenfeng said.

But Qin Changtian flatly refused, "Young Ye, anything else is fine, but not this. Knowing about these things won’t do you any good."

"Alright, Old Qin, you just said there was nothing you wouldn’t speak of," Ye Chenfeng said deliberately.

"No, but this matter is absolutely off-limits," Qin Changtian said with firm resolve.

Ye Chenfeng sighed helplessly, "Okay, Old Qin, I won’t trouble you. Just pretend today’s conversation never happened."

"How does he know about this? Could it be that he is..."

After Ye Chenfeng left, Qin Changtian seemed to have thought of something, and his body couldn’t help but shudder, his eyes filled with fear.

...

"Haha, Old Qin, did you think apart from you, I couldn’t find anyone else?" Ye Chenfeng chuckled and then dialed a number.

"Hello?"

"It’s me, Ye Chenfeng, cough cough," Ye Chenfeng said, feeling a bit awkward.

"It’s my little hubby. If you’re calling me, little hubby, you must need my help with something, right?" Han Zhushang’s voice came from the other end, so sweet it could make one’s bones melt.

Ye Chenfeng stated plainly, "I want to see you. Are you free now?"

"Hehe... little hubby, you miss me, huh? Fine, I’ll make some precious time for you."

"Where should I find you?" Ye Chenfeng asked.

"Let’s meet at the Yuxianglou Hotel. I’ll have a room prepared," Han Zhushang laughed.

Ye Chenfeng: "..."

His forehead covered in black lines; Han Zhushang definitely had the wrong idea.

"Alright, see you soon," Ye Chenfeng said.

Earlier at the Qin Family, when Ye Chenfeng mentioned the existence of the Han Family, although Qin Changtian quickly stopped him, he still slipped and mentioned an era.

If Ye Chenfeng guessed correctly, it must be the Dark Era of Capital City, and the Han Family is definitely related to the Dark Era.

So Ye Chenfeng left the Qin Family and went directly to Han Zhushang.

Adolf was tasked with investigating the Dark Era of Capital City, but in reality, he faced obstacles everywhere. The Dark Era seemed to be a taboo in Capital City; any attempt to investigate met countless obstructions.

Even Adolf’s information network proved ineffectual, like a headless fly crashing into things, unable to find a way out, not a single clue.

The major issue was that every time they attempted operations or found tangible leads, special department personnel would intervene, halting their progress.

Entering the Yuxianglou Hotel, a place only superstars could access, Ye Chenfeng moved through as easily as if walking into his own home.

"Mr. Ye, please, the boss will be with you shortly." A waiter led Ye Chenfeng into a room that had been prepared in advance.

"Okay, you can leave now!" Ye Chenfeng waited alone.

In less than ten minutes, the door sounded, and someone slipped inside.

"You..."

Before Ye Chenfeng could finish speaking, Han Zhushang embraced him.

"Gah!"

Ye Chenfeng was stunned, momentarily at a loss for what to do, unsure where to place his hands, awkward whether he embraced her or not.

"Little hubby, did you miss me especially and couldn’t wait any longer?" Han Zhushang fluttered her enchanting eyes, casting a deadly gaze at Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng’s forehead rippled with exasperation, "Miss Han, could you let go first? I came to discuss something else."

"Can’t we talk like this?"

Han Zhushang held Ye Chenfeng tighter, their bodies almost melded together.

Such an intimate position was unbearable for anyone...

"Miss Han, the matter I wish to ask about is serious; this seems inappropriate," Ye Chenfeng said with a wry smile.

"Fine, but..."

Han Zhushang pursed her lips, her enticing lips shimmering with a tempting hue, inviting one to take a bite.

"Alright then!"

Ye Chenfeng reluctantly pressed his lips against hers.

"Hmm?"

But Ye Chenfeng’s expression changed in the next second.

Han Zhushang dared to extend her tender little tongue, incredibly nimble.

In an instant, Ye Chenfeng found himself on the brink of surrender, secretly thinking, if Han Zhushang’s tongue were to move to places other than his lips, wouldn’t the pleasure be heavenly...

"Mmm..."

Han Zhushang let out a soft moan, simultaneously releasing Ye Chenfeng.

While savoring the fragrant softness, Ye Chenfeng oddly felt a sense of loss the moment Han Zhushang let go. The contrast in emotions played out entirely on his face.

Han Zhushang gazed lovingly at Ye Chenfeng and giggled, "Little hubby, you’re not being honest. You said no, but your body is very truthful. Your kissing skills aren’t bad at all. By the way, where were your hands just now?"

While speaking, Han Zhushang glanced at her own perky rear.

Ye Chenfeng was all embarrassment, "Miss Han, I saw a fly and wanted to swat it away for you."

"Where do you find flies in the dead of winter?" One sentence from Han Zhushang made Ye Chenfeng feel utterly defeated.

"Ahem..."

Ye Chenfeng coughed twice, then said, "Miss Han, let’s get to the main topic, shall we?"

Seeing Ye Chenfeng in such an awkward state, Han Zhushang seemed very satisfied and couldn’t help but say, "Little hubby, can’t you stop calling me Miss Han?"

"Then what should I call you?" Ye Chenfeng asked, puzzled.

Han Zhushang mischievously laughed, "What do you think? Of course, it’s ’little wife.’ "

"Uh, uh, I really can’t call you that," Ye Chenfeng said helplessly.

"Then just call me Shangshang!" Han Zhushang laughed.

"Pfft!"

Ye Chenfeng felt an urge to spit blood; Han Zhushang was indeed fierce.

"Will you call or not? If you don’t, I won’t tell you what you want to know," Han Zhushang even threatened.

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, then gritted his teeth and said, "Shang... Shangshang, can we discuss the serious matter now?"

When addressing other women like this before, Ye Chenfeng found it exceptionally smooth, but now addressing Han Zhushang this way, he couldn’t quite get it out. It seemed one thing conquered another.

"Alright, little hubby, what do you want to ask?" Han Zhushang said, smiling in satisfaction.

Ye Chenfeng’s awkwardness gradually faded away.