Mr. Bo’s Milk Sweetener is A Mermaid Omega

“Have everything been arranged for me? You have to make sure everything is safe this time, otherwise, you bastards don’t need to come back.”

“Yes, Vice President, don’t worry, we would definitely complete the task this time.”

While they were talking, Ye Qinghuan walked out of the bathroom with wet hair and a bath towel.

An He narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the woman’s graceful figure highlighted by the bath towel, and his eyes were instantly filled with lust.

“That’s it this time. Remember, you could only succeed, not fail.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he hung up the phone and walked over to Ye Qinghuan, pulling her onto the bed.

Seeing the fat man in front of her still approaching, Ye Qinghuan quickly stretched out her hand to touch the man’s chest to resist.

An He felt the woman’s resistance, his face darkened, and his tone instantly became colder.

“Ye Qinghuan, what did you mean by that? Do you dislike me? Let me tell you, you are lucky that I even like you, so don’t act so shameless.”

After saying that, the man pushed her down roughly, preparing to force himself on her.

Seeing the man about to use force, Ye Qinghuan immediately burst into tears and said weakly and pitifully, “Vice President, Huan’er didn’t mean it that way, but the Vice President’s wife and Shibing will be back soon. If they see us like this, I won’t be able to face anyone again.”

The woman’s delicate cry reached An He’s ears, which immediately softened a man like him.

He quickly stopped what he was doing, lifted Ye Qinghuan up, and comforted her.

“So that’s it! Little beauty, don’t cry now. It’s my fault for misunderstanding you this time. What do I need to do to make you stop crying?”

Ye Qinghuan’s eyes were wet and red, she sobbed and wiped the slightly red tip of her nose, and said in a delicate tone, “Vice President, Huan’er doesn’t want anything. I just ask you to let me go home now, or else when they arrive…”

She didn’t finish her sentence, but it was enough to make the man pity her even more.

In the next moment, An He took out a black gold card from the bedside table and stuffed it into Ye Qinghuan’s hand.

“Little beauty, stop crying now. I’ll have someone take you back to your home later. This is my secondary card. If you want to buy anything in the future, you can use this card. There’s no limit.”

When Ye Qinghuan heard the man’s words, a look of joy flashed in her dark pupils, and she slowly stopped sobbing.

She rested her head on An He’s fat chest, and said shyly like a little bird, “Thank you, Vice President, I’d better go home now.”

With the beauty in his arms, An He’s eyes gradually deepened, and his heart couldn’t help but feel restless.

He reached out his hand to caress the woman’s slender waist, feeling extremely tempted.

“Huan’er, as long as you stay by my side and make me happy, I’ll promise you anything.”

“Vice President, I really need to go home before it’s too late.”

“There’s enough time, just for a moment.”

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After a while, Ye Qinghuan, now dressed neatly, came downstairs and bumped into An Shibing and his mother, who had just returned from outside.

“Qinghuan, why are you here?”

An Shibing walked up to Ye Qinghuan, with a confused look on his face.

Ye Qinghuan felt guilty, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she replied in a slightly uncomfortable tone, “Shibing, I came to see you today to talk about my brother. I didn’t expect it was such bad timing that you weren’t home. I’m about to head back now.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she hurriedly prepared to leave.

At this moment, An Shibing’s mother called out to her.

“Madam, what can I do for you?”

Ye Qinghuan bit her lower lip, turned around, and tried her best to keep a calm face while looking at the powerful lady.

“Don’t go upstairs if you have nothing to do in the future. That’s not a place for people like you to go casually. If something is lost, you couldn’t afford to pay for it!”

The woman’s delicate face looked at her with disdain, her tone full of contempt and superiority.

Ye Qinghuan lowered her eyes, a sharp cold light flashing in them, and she clenched her fists tightly in the dark.

“Yes, Madam, I will leave now.”

“Go!”

The woman glanced at her and walked upstairs as proudly as a peacock, not noticing the strange look on Ye Qinghuan’s face.

Ye Qinghuan took a deep breath, raised her feet, and walked toward the door.

But before she had taken a few steps, she overheard the woman behind her and An Shibing talking about her with disgust and disdain.

“Bing’er, these are the pitiful things you’re involved with. When she came, it felt like the whole house was filled with a rotten smell. Don’t associate with someone so devalued like her again in the future.”

“Mom, if I hadn’t known she was Brother Sijue’s stepsister, I wouldn’t have even befriended her. We’ll talk more about it after I marry Brother Sijue.”

Ye Qinghuan stopped, clutching the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands, a trace of scarlet hatred flashing in her eyes.

She knew the two weren’t far enough for her to miss their conversation.

But they still spoke about her with such disdainful tones, enough to show the arrogance in their hearts. It was also enough to prove they completely looked down on her.

‘An Shibing, just wait and see! One day, I’m going to make all of you pay.’

A chilling sneer appeared on Ye Qinghuan’s face, and she walked out of the magnificent building with her head held high.

After returning to the Bo family’s old house, He Lanting immediately approached her, asking excitedly, “How did it go? Did you do it?”

Ye Qinghuan nodded expressionlessly under her eager gaze.

Sensing something was off, He Lanting didn’t comfort her at all but instead scolded her harshly.

“What’s with your face, you bitch? What’s wrong with sacrificing your body to save your brother? I raised you this long, and you still don’t know how to show gratitude?”

Regarding the woman’s cruel words, Ye Qinghuan remained unfazed, showing no emotion.

“Mom, I’m a bit tired. I’ll go back to my room first.”

He Lanting, thinking about what she had just gone through, didn’t mock her further. She simply snorted and walked away.

Ye Qinghuan returned to her room, went to the bathroom, filled the tub, and jumped directly in the water.

“Ah, ah, ah! Damn it, damn them all.”

She kept recalling those horrible memories, rubbing her body even more aggressively.

Even as her skin became scratched and bloody, she didn’t stop.

“I must… I must make them all die.”

Her shrill curses echoed throughout the bathroom, her appearance teetering on madness.