Transmigrating Young Miss: Falling into the CEO’s Trap

Chapter 19: Investment negotiations

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ken opened his eyes in the elegant male master bedroom. He was somewhat in a daze.

When he looked at me, who was sleeping in his arms, the events from last night appeared in his mind like fragments.

He gradually pieced together a complete memory. There was a hint of relief and annoyance on his face as if he blamed himself for being too impulsive.

When I opened my eyes, I saw his complicated expression. I was afraid that he would misunderstand. I was so scared that I immediately hugged the blanket and jumped down.

“We… I could explain!”

Ken smiled faintly and shook his head. “There is no need to explain. Don’t worry. I will be responsible for you.”

I thought that he misunderstood and was still a little angry.

Could it be that he would be responsible for any women who spent a night with him?

I did not know that all of this was within Ken’s calculations.

I explained innocently, “Nothing happened between us! It was that you were drunk, and you refused to let go, so I could only let you rest and sleep here.”

“Oh, I see. It looks like I troubled you.” For some reason, I saw a hint of disappointment in Ken’s expression.

I asked hesitantly, “Don’t you remember how drunk you were last night?”

Ken shook his head in a daze. “I don’t remember very well after I got drunk. What’s wrong? Did something happen?”

I heaved a sigh of relief. He did not remember what happened last night. Hence, those confessions and the intimate behavior towards me were completely invalid. Was it only spur-of-the-moment drunkenness?

After thinking through this matter, I did not tell him about what happened last night, lest he would feel awkward toward me. However, I did not know why I felt a trace of regret.

Ken, who lost his memory, glanced at my waist and added with a smirk, “However, it felt good when you hugged me. If you were willing to do this a few more times, I’d be happy.”

His tease made me blush. I picked up the pillow beside me and threw it at him.

Ken took the pillow and gave me a stunning smile. “I’m going to negotiate. To make you feel at ease, I will send you a real-time video. If it goes well, you will have to reward me tonight. Well, it will be nice to sleep with you again.”

I hugged the quilt that still smelled of him. There was a strange warmth in my heart, but I also felt shy. It turned out that such a gentleman liked to play tricks on me so much.

After I washed up and went downstairs, I saw that breakfast was already prepared on the table.

I drank a mouthful of freshly squeezed orange juice. The taste was sweet and sour.

An egg and bacon sandwich and bread with jam were in front of me. They were all my favorite foods.

A maid told me with a smile, “The young master told us to prepare these according to your preferences. The young master loves you so much. Young madam, you must be so happy!”

My ears were filled with admiration. My heart was like a balloon slowly rising into the sky. I took a sip of juice to cover the smile on my face.

Although I was only acting with him, I felt very happy that I was Ken’s girlfriend.

I was surprised that I had such thoughts. Did I already like him?

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In the deluxe hotel suite, Ken sat elegantly on the sofa. He wore a high-class custom hand-made suit and a fashionable diamond-encrusted watch on his wrist. There was also a miniature camera inside that allowed me to see the situation of his negotiations in real-time.

He was a true elite investor. He was completely different from the man in the room who would play with my pillow and tease me with a mischievous smile.

The old fox Chris was even polite to him. “Mr. Ken, why didn’t you want to negotiate in the Flying Bird’s office? Did you have other requests for a private meeting with me?”

“I would like to invest, but I want Elena to take over the company.” Ken went straight to the point.

For a moment, Chris’ smile froze on his face. He asked incredulously, “Why? Mr. Ken, you don’t know Elena. Why would you help her?”