The Tycoon's Enchanted Mermaid-Chapter 145: Stirred Hearts

Chapter 145 -145: Stirred Hearts

Mr. Qin’s presence was simply too overpowering. A light word from him had everyone’s hearts pounding, all panic-stricken.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Ah Da quickly spoke up, “We can start now if you’d like, but at this time, everyone should probably be hungry. Why don’t we all go eat together first?”

Zou Lin promptly said, “No need, Miss Su, we already ate on our way here. Thank you for your concern.”

Ah Da’s brows furrowed slightly, somewhat incredulous, but when she caught Zou Lin’s trembling gaze, she whispered, “Is that so? Well then, please wait for me upstairs. I’ll join you after I eat.”

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After saying that, Ah Da looked over at Song Ma, who immediately replied, “Not to worry, Miss Ade. I’ll make sure they’re all taken care of.”

Ah Da nodded, walked over, and took Qin Yu’s hand, “Let’s go eat quickly then.”

It was apparent that they were all afraid of Qin Yu, as if they were facing a Demon King who wouldn’t bat an eyelid after committing murder.

Ah Da felt a bit helpless but could understand the feeling. After all, she was afraid of Qin Yu too, although things were a bit better now than before. For example, at that moment, Qin Yu was getting up and heading to the dining room with her support.

Lunch was sumptuous. Ah Da had a great appetite after her outdoor activities, and most of the food on the table ended up in her stomach.

After eating her fill, she excused herself from Qin Yu and went upstairs to take a bath and wash her hair. She wanted to be fresh and scented before putting on a beautiful dress.

After spending over an hour, Ah Da, wearing her pajamas, arrived in the dressing room. The team of stylists was sitting on the couch, drinking tea and playing with their phones, and smiled as they stood up when they saw her enter.

“Miss Su.”

Ah Da, with her hair down and still slightly damp, her cheeks clean and clear, said, “Thank you for waiting.”

“It’s okay, Miss Su,” Zou Lin humbly replied.

Ah Da gave a nod, “Then let’s get started. Let’s go with the first set from yesterday. I prefer that one.”

“Okay.” Zou Lin called the others to take down the dress and went into the changing room to help Ah Da put it on.

Even though they were all women, Ah Da still felt somewhat shy. However, the dress was too difficult to put on by herself, especially the hidden fastenings at the back.

After putting on the dress, makeup and hairstyling followed. In the midst of it all, Ah Da didn’t forget to send photos to Bronze Sword. Perhaps due to the nice weather that day, there was internet access on the film set, and she didn’t have much screen time that day, so they kept chatting sporadically.

“Off and on.”

“What time do you have to be on set?”

“I’m not sure. Qin Yu should know, though.”

“Don’t wander off on your own. Be careful not to get kidnapped.”

Su Qingtong gave her instructions with concern.

With Qin Yu around, Ah Da wasn’t afraid. To keep Su Qingtong from worrying, she promised that she would behave and not go anywhere.

Su Qingtong, looking at the photos Ah Da sent to herself, thought how easily beautiful girls could draw bad attention. But then again, she had already been marked, hadn’t she?

Anyway, Qin Yu was definitely not a good person.

Su Qingtong grumbled to herself internally.

The setting sun scattered golden light on the lake outside the window.

Ah Da had no piercings, and when Zou Lin tried to put clip-on earrings on her, it was uncomfortable for her. In the end, she wore none at all. Her beauty was unparalleled, and it made no difference whether she had accessories or not.

Zou Lin and her team scrutinized her, nodding frequently to express their amazement and satisfaction. After all, it was hard to achieve such a level of perfection. There’s a saying that ideals are beautiful; reality is harsh.

Before beginning their work, the makeup artists and stylists would always visualize a complete set of makeup tailored to the client’s features. They might not be specific, but at least they had a vague concept.

This was their basic skill.

However, many clients themselves had imperfections, and even if they exerted their full capabilities, the final outcome could often reach only about seventy to eighty percent of what they envisioned.

It left the professionals feeling as if they were unable to fully exhale.

Today, wearing Ah Da’s creation, they didn’t get that feeling at all. It was completely as they had initially envisioned, even surpassing it by a bit.

Miss Ade twirled in front of the mirror, gripping the hem of her dress, utterly satisfied, as looking beautiful could also bring joy to one’s body and mind.

Zou Lin brought over a pair of shoes with both hands, not too high-heeled but exquisite and matching the style of the dress and makeup.

Just as Miss Ade was about to step into them, someone suddenly pushed the door open and walked in, causing Zou Lin and the others to look over all at once.

The man was dressed in a black bespoke suit, tailored smoothly to fit his waist, accentuating his broad shoulders and long legs, exuding an air of nobility.

At first glance, his aura was captivating, and at the second, his appearance struck them dumbfounded, with sharp, well-defined features and a flawlessly shaped face that was stunningly handsome without a hint of effeminacy.

The man stood at the doorway, his cool, dark eyes fixed solely on the young girl in fancy attire before the mirror.

The pink fabric was misty like smoke, clinging to her delicate figure. Her long, pitch-black hair was pinned up, exposing her slender, swan-like neck, and her petite face was framed by a pair of large, round eyes, sparkling with moisture.

She was truly like a porcelain doll.

But how could a lifeless object in a display window compare to her vibrant charm that stirred one’s soul?

Qin Yu watched Miss Ade, and with a slight raise of his hand, Zou Lin and others tactfully made their exit, not even taking their belongings with them, and closed the main door behind them, leaving a private space for the two of them.

Miss Ade clutched her dress nervously, looking timidly at him, uncertain why he had asked everyone to leave and what he intended to do.

Qin Yu walked over, reached out to encircle her waist—which was so slender that it seemed it could barely be grasped, like a bamboo shoot freshly emerged from the soil—and pulled her close, as if she might snap with just a bit more force.

Miss Ade leaned against him, lifting her head to look at him, and murmured in a soft voice, “What are you doing? I haven’t finished putting on my shoes…”

Qin Yu inhaled her fragrance deeply, and with an assured motion, lifted her onto the table to sit. Under her puzzled gaze, he bent down and took the other shoe in his hand.

Miss Ade’s breath caught, dumbly watching the man half-kneeling before her, with his noble nose bridge and slightly pursed lips visible beneath his hair. Her small foot was enveloped by his palm as the shoe slowly slipped on.

He…

Qin Yu stood up, his hands braced on either side of her, his gaze undisguised as he looked her up and down thoroughly.

Miss Ade felt overwhelmed by his intense stare, which made her want to push him away and flee.

“You smell nice.”

Qin Yu suddenly uttered these two words.

“What?” The young girl thought she had misheard, never expecting such teasing words to come from his mouth. Her rosy lips parted slightly in astonishment.

Qin Yu’s dark eyes brimmed with rising tides, a touch of haziness emerging. His sexy Adam’s apple bobbed, and the veins on his hands, braced against the table’s surface, stood out. How could she seem more and more appetizing by just her scent? Was he already losing control?

A beast waiting for its moment to break free.

Perhaps there wasn’t a specific moment, but considering that she still knew nothing and needed time to adapt, to accept matters of the heart between men and women—like kissing, which she was already good at, wasn’t she?

As for the rest, it couldn’t happen yet.

Miss Ade was suddenly embraced tightly by him. Unable to see his face, she could only feel his tightening arms, and the next second, she heard him whisper in her ear, “I really want to eat you up.”

The young girl’s face flushed red as a boiled shrimp, the color spreading from her neck to her earlobes, adorable and well-behaved.

Qin Yu stroked the nape of her neck and lifted her from the table. Putting his arm around her, he asked, “Is there anything else you haven’t taken?”

Miss Ade blinked. “Are we leaving now?”

“Pretty much.”

“My phone and bag.” Miss Ade, holding up her dress, walked over to pick up her small bag and phone from the sofa.