Feeling somewhat unwell, she turned around and bolted out the door…
Chi Zaozao held her head high and puffed out her chest, following behind him, “Ye Que, don’t go!
Why are you leaving?
Am I not pretty enough?
Hey, hey…”
Watching him leave without turning his head and slamming the door shut, Chi Zaozao seethed with irritation.
Was she not mature enough?
She was!
In the bar, she had seen those men with those women acting in that way, so why, when Ye Que saw her, did he leave so indifferently without as much as a change in his expression?
Did this man truly have no interest in her at all?
Chi Zaozao refused to believe she couldn’t win over this aloof guy.
After taking a quick shower, she changed into pajamas and then went back to her room to continue her homework.
As she worked, she felt more and more distracted and finally dropped her pen, slipping out of her room in her pajamas.
It was now eleven at night; presumably, her parents were asleep, and so should Ye Que, right?
Suddenly, a thought struck her: what if she sneaked into his bed while he was asleep and awaited his reaction when he woke up the next morning? This chapter is updated first at novelping.com.
By then, she could tell a little lie – if she managed to turn the raw rice into cooked rice, then Ye Que would have no choice but to take responsibility for her, right?
Ha ha, she was so clever.
Foolishly clever.
Chi Zaozao twisted Ye Que’s doorknob and easily pushed it open.
She sighed softly and tiptoed into the room.
The curtains seemed to be drawn, the room was very dark, the kind where you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face.
She felt a little panicked, but then she thought about the women in the bar who were so unreserved in front of strangers.
She was Ye Que’s fiancée, so it should be normal for her to sleep with him, right?
Chi Zaozao felt it was indeed normal.
All she had to do was sleep with him tonight, and then tomorrow morning play the victim who was forced, and then demand Ye Que marry her, seeing if he would marry her or not.
She felt quite justified in her heart, step by step, she neared Ye Que’s large bed.
Somehow, with every step closer, she seemed to feel a chilly breeze and shuddered involuntarily.
As she got closer, she found herself so nervous she felt like a thief with a guilty conscience.
But wouldn’t it be a bit embarrassing to back out at this point?
Thus, with a burst of courage, feeling the bed was right ahead, she groped her way and, holding her breath, clambered onto the bed.
‘Click’
Chi Zaozao froze on the bed, then turned around…
At the door stood a man in a white bathrobe, leaning there as if watching a clown’s performance.
He still wore an expressionless face, his piercing gaze landing directly on Chi Zaozao.
“Why are you sleeping in my bed?”
Surprisingly, his voice was deep this time, without the usual cold detachment.
Chi Zaozao lay on the bed, not moving!
Looking at the man standing at the door, she felt even more like there was nowhere to hide.
She was going to go crazy!
Why was she in his bed?
Could it be that she meant to sleep with him?
No!
She was already so embarrassed; if she said she wanted to sleep with him, wouldn’t he just kick her all the way to the Pacific Ocean?
“I…” She quickly scrambled up, straightened her clothes, and lowered her head in embarrassment.
“I must have walked into the wrong room.”
She kept her head down, wanting to flee swiftly, but her arm was suddenly seized by him.
Chi Zaozao trembled, not daring to raise her head as she signaled for mercy, “I really walked into the wrong room, I’m sorry for disturbing you!”
“Chi Zaozao!” he called out with astonishing calmness, his voice neither warm nor fiery, “Study hard, aim to get into University A.”
“Huh?” She frowned, puzzled, and looked up at him.