The Bad-Boy CEO Is So Sly

Everyone in City A knows that Third Young Master Ling has a woman he treasures above all else, and the only thing he knows how to do with her is spoil her.

And spoil her some more.

The butler said cautiously, “Third Young Master, something’s happened. Miss Jian fell into the water.”

A gust of wind swept past the butler’s face. Before he could dodge, Third Young Master Ling bowled him over. The man’s voice rang out, dark and low: “Who dares lay a hand on my woman?”

The butler hurried in again. “Third Young Master, something’s happened. The young madam hit someone.”

Ling Siye glanced up from the newspaper and said unhurriedly, “So she hit someone. What’s there to make such a fuss about?”

The butler wiped away his sweat. Third Young Master Ling, who had been sitting elegantly on the sofa, abruptly stood up and asked in a low voice, “Is her hand hurt? Those people outside have thick skin, but she mustn’t hurt her hand.”

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