Chapter 18 Don&##x27;t Play Hard To Get

Nancy comforted herself inside for a while. Then she rubbed her face, breathed deeply, squeezed out a
charming smile, and knocked on the door.

"Come in…" It was a male’s relaxing voice.

Nancy walked in slowly.

The two men inside the room widened their eyes. "You...? Are you in the wrong room, lady?"

Nancy knew that the man who spoke was Marcus. She had already searched for his profile online and
identified him with his photo.

Nancy smiled, "Mister Yan, I came for you. I have long admired you. I happened to meet you here
unexpectedly, so I plucked up the courage to come to you. I hope you don’t mind,"

Nancy said carefully.

"Really?" Marcus smiled like a fox and looked at Nancy from toe to face.

Nancy had black hair, big dreamy eyes; her baby soft pink lips looked even more attractive in a tight
lace skirt.

Marcus narrowed his eyes with a playful smile. ‘You are a gorgeous lady, or maybe even more,’ he
thought.

However, the man sitting next to him changed his face. "We don’t need you here. You may leave now!"
he said with a curled lip.

Marcus raised his hand and said, "Don’t do that. She is my fan, and you can’t just ask her to leave. It
wouldn’t be fair if I at least didn’t have a drink with her, right?"



"What…? Well, if you say so…" the man mumbled unwillingly.

Nancy was quite resourceful with basic psychological facts from her university days. So, it was not
difficult for her to decipher about their complicated relationship from their behavior.

But, since Marcus asked her to stay back, it seemed that he was a little interested in her.

What did it mean?

It could only mean one thing that this scumbag was a bisexual!

That was why his wife became a shrew. Their unhappy married life led to her mental disorder.

Nancy smiled and went over. She squatted down, took up the wine bottle and poured some into their
goblets.

Then she poured some for herself.

"Come on, gentlemen, it’s been a pleasure to meet you. May I propose a toast to you?" Nancy raised
her goblet calmly with an intriguing smile.

"Girl, your skin's so white and tender. I really like it, ha ha." Marcus didn’t try to hide his true nature, and
focused his eyes on Nancy.

The man beside him was still unyielding. He bit his lips in anger and had apparently been jealous about
Nancy’s advance.

"I’m flattered, Mister Yan. I’m afraid I’m not as smooth as a kid anymore." Nancy dared not to stay long,
so she craftily changed the subject to the kid. "I heard you have a daughter and she’s very cute…"

Marcus waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Forget about her. She is just a toy. Flora brought her
home just to kill her loneliness."



‘A toy?’ She felt quite distressed by the word he used.

How could such a cute child be just a toy in the Yan family?

It was too cruel!

"It seems you care a lot about the kid. Why? You wish to be her mother?" the other man asked
jealousy, raising his eyebrows.

The man sounded very sharp, as if he was a eunuch from the ancient feudal society.

He gazed at her as if he was going to skin her alive.

Nancy poured another glass of wine for Marcus. "I’m just asking. Please don’t mind. Come on, let’s
have some more."

Nancy leaned over, gently put her hand on Marcus’ arm, and looked into his eyes seductively.

Her intention was to get him drunk as soon as possible so that she could ask him something more
about the child. The eunuch-like man was still there, and she believed that Marcus wouldn’t make any
advances as long as he was around.

But the eunuch caught her hand. He gritted his teeth, "Woman, what do you want from Mister Yan?" he
asked.

Nancy gasped in pain and said in a cutesy voice, "Mister Yan, I’m just a girl. I am not here for anything
from you. I just admire you!"

"Well, I’m in love with your admiration. Get out, Paul!" Marcus pushed the man with great strength. The
man couldn’t help but take a quick step back and let go of Nancy immediately.



"Actually, I just want to drink with Mister Yan. Please don’t get me wrong, sir. You don’t need to leave."
Nancy knew that she would be safe as long as the man was around.

"Mister Yan…" The man, who was called "Paul", was reluctant to leave. He looked at Marcus, feeling
wronged.

Needless to say, Marcus got impatient. He said coldly, "Didn’t you hear me? I asked you to leave. I’m
not in the mood to play with you tonight. And I like women too. Don’t you know that?"

"I know, I know... Then, maybe tomorrow night…" Paul suddenly winced and left quietly.

There were now just the two of them in the room, which made the atmosphere inside quite weird.

Nancy was a little nervous. She quickly picked up the bottle and poured more wine for Marcus. "Mister
Yan, I have heard a lot about you. It's lucky for me to see you today. You are so nice and handsome. I'd
like to propose another toast to you!"

Marcus’ eyes were just glued onto Nancy and were like flames that were going to burn her.

"Mister Yan, to be honest, I have seen your daughter before. She is really a lovely girl and I like her
very much. In fact, I came to you because I hope you and your wife would allow me to see her…"

Nancy finally blurted out her purpose.

Marcus gave a slight sniff. "Why do you mention it now, you disappointing girl? This is a good time for
us. Dear, you wanted to toast me, don’t you? It would be boring to drink in a goblet, but with your
mouth... I would love it. Ha ha!"

As he spoke, he had already advanced and grabbed Nancy’s arm.



"Mister Yan, please behave yourself!" Nancy was suddenly gripped by fear and she pulled her arm
hard.

"Don’t you adore me, lady? Now I am giving you the opportunity to admire me. Don't be pretentious.
What I hate most is the woman who is playing hard to get. I don't have that kind of patience. Come on!"
His hands became even more unbridled as it directly extended through her clothes.

Obviously, things didn’t go as Nancy had planned. She was panic-stricken.

"Marcus, stop it! I’m going to call for help!" Nancy yelled in panic.

"You came to me. Now you tell me you want to call for help? Even if you shout, do you think the people
here will dare to meddle in my business?" Now, Marcus was just revealing the kind of wretched person
he was. He was like a beast with bared fangs and brandishing claws, wanting to swallow Nancy at
once.

"Somebody help!" In a sudden move, Nancy fiercely threw her goblet at Marcus at once.

But it was a pity that Marcus just blocked it with his arm. The red wine flew down her body.

Nancy quickly seized the chance to stand up and run away, but Marcus wouldn’t let her go. He
ravenously pounced at her, grabbing her with his arms.

'Damn it! I haven’t got to know more about Nadia’s background. Now, I have even fallen to his trap!’
she sighed.

"Let me go, let me go, you bastard!" Nancy shouted at the top of her voice.

"You bitch! How dare you come to my room and call me a bastard! Let me teach you a hard lesson, you
bitch! He held her tightly and dragged her to the sofa.



"Help, somebody help…"

At that critical moment, the door of the room got opened with a "bang" and Jay appeared at the door.


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