This woman is so carefree.
She actually fell asleep.
The bed is definitely more comfortable to sleep in than the sofa.
The bed is so big, Yu Xiyue probably won’t take up all the space.
He’ll quietly sleep on the bed and return to the sofa before she wakes up tomorrow morning.
Pretend like nothing ever happened.
Perfect!
That’s the plan.
Feng Jingche gently lifted the blanket. Even though it was his own bed, he felt like a thief, and he was miserable inside.
When he used to sleep alone, his sleeping posture was as wild and unrestrained as it was free and easy. But now, lying stiffly straight, there seemed to be a vast galaxy between him and Yu Xiyue’s body.
Amid the fragrance emanating from Yu Xiyue, Feng Jingche fell into a deep sleep.
The morning sunlight streamed into the warm room.
On the large red bed, Feng Jingche’s eyelashes fluttered. His eyes didn’t open, but he felt something warm and exceptionally comfortable in his arms, so he instinctively rubbed it a few times.
Something’s off.
This texture…
“Does it feel good to rub?”
Feng Jingche: !!!
His eyes snapped open, meeting Yu Xiyue’s freshly awakened face. Why was she so close?
“You… you actually threw yourself into my arms!”
He played the accuser first, completely unaware that his arm was heavily pressed against Yu Xiyue’s chest.
“I know you fell in love with me at first sight, but it’s impossible for us. You’re carrying someone else’s child, which means there’s the child’s father, and you also have a childhood sweetheart. You…”
Yu Xiyue pressed her finger to his lips.
Feng Jingche fell silent.
Why did her finger smell so good too!
Warm and soft.
Feng Jingche’s gaze turned dazed.
“As soon as you open your eyes, you start making false accusations and shifting the blame? Last night when I fell asleep, you were still on the sofa. You came to the bed, you held me, and when I woke up, I couldn’t even push you away. Your hand is still on my chest!” As Yu Xiyue spoke, she poked him a few times. “And you still don’t want to move it.”
Feng Jingche sheepishly withdrew his hand and shifted away.
His biological clock was always precise, which was why he dared to sneak into bed last night, vowing to wake up before Yu Xiyue.
He never expected her to wake up first.
Awkward.
He really wasn’t a pervert.
Yu Xiyue got up and left the bed.
Feng Jingche stared at her retreating figure, momentarily dazed thinking her silhouette resembled that wicked woman he encountered months ago.
No. It wasn’t Yu Xiyue.
Although Yu Xiyue was also abroad.
But when he touched her earlier, it felt like Yu Xiyue’s chest was a bit bigger.
Feng Jingche!
Snap out of it!
You’re a gentleman.
How can you casually fantasize about others!
Feng Jingche slapped his face a few times and, taking advantage of Yu Xiyue not returning yet, rushed to the walk-in closet.
When Yu Xiyue returned from the bathroom and saw the empty bed, she smiled faintly.
Considering Old Master Feng gave such a generous bride price, she would temporarily forgive Feng Jingche’s sinful hands wandering over her.
However!
The contract stated no sharing a room and no physical contact.
Regrets.
She should have added a clause that if the other party had such intentions and acted on them, they would have to pay a fine.
She truly was a business genius!
Yu Xiyue touched her stomach. “Baby, let’s earn some money from Daddy together.”
But would Feng Jingche agree?
The two met in the downstairs dining room, where Old Master Feng was sternly lecturing Feng Jingche.
Feng Jingche continued eating breakfast as if he hadn’t heard anything. Only when the Old Master paused to drink some water did he put down his chopsticks. “Grandfather, your expectations of me are too high. It’s my first day married, I’ve just become a husband, and you already want me to transform into a perfect 24/7 devoted man. That’s too difficult. I think going to work is much easier. I’m leaving now.”
The reason Feng Jingche had only filmed four works in six years wasn’t because he received few scripts, nor was it because he was particularly picky.
It was because he also had to work at the corporation.
“Bye bye, hubby~”
At Yu Xiyue’s cheerful farewell, Feng Jingche’s ears turned red.
She’s so fickle!
Unreliable!
Easily swayed!
She’s carrying another man’s child, yet she claims to like him, seduces him, and keeps calling him “hubby” all the time.
He wouldn’t fall for her so easily.
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Remember how she brought water to Gu Feiran so many times, yet he never got even one bottle!
Now she’s looking for him to be her fallback option, and he actually took the bait like a fool.
Just give up, Yu Xiyue!
He absolutely, absolutely, absolutely wouldn’t develop feelings easily!
His heart belongs to that wicked woman from that night!
No. That woman slept with him and then ran off—she’s not worth it.
Why does he always encounter wicked women!
His love life really isn’t going smoothly.
Feng Jingche left in a huff.
Of course, Yu Xiyue didn’t mind; calling him “hubby” in front of the Old Master was intentional.
Teasing him was so much fun.
“Yueyue, don’t be angry. Sick people often have tempers—you’ll need to be patient with him. If he makes you angry, just tell Grandpa, and I’ll teach him a lesson.” Old Master Feng still liked Yu Xiyue very much.
Aside from her pregnancy, she was perfect in every aspect.
With a master’s degree in law, internship experience on Wall Street, excellent family background, social status, personal talents, and appearance—she was outstanding in every way.
She was a good match for his eldest grandson.
Yu Xiyue smiled sweetly. “Okay, Grandpa.”
Her repeated calls of “Grandpa” had the Old Master chuckling happily.
Old Master Feng was much easier to please than Feng Jingche.
After breakfast, Old Master Feng took Yu Xiyue to familiarize herself with the surroundings.
Meanwhile, after finishing two meetings, Feng Jingche returned to his office.
He was like an emotionless signing machine—sign, sign, sign—then picked up his phone to review scripts.
Due to recent unexplained vomiting, he had postponed joining the film crew.
There was another reason: filming this drama required dyeing his hair.
With such a handsome face, he’d look godlike no matter what hair color he chose.
No wonder Yu Xiyue fell in love with him at first sight—he was devastatingly handsome.
【Lu Zihang: Bro, can I spread the news about you marrying Yu Xiyue?】
He hadn’t informed outsiders about his marriage certificate with Yu Xiyue.
Only a few relatives knew.
Lu Zihang was one of them.
Just as Feng Jingche was filled with confusion, Lu Zihang sent him a screenshot.
In a group chat gathering the young masters and misses of Jing City, Gu Feiran asked if anyone knew who Yu Xiyue had registered her marriage with?
【Wow! My goddess got married?】
【Really? She posted on Moments? Why didn’t I see it?】
【I’ve been blocked!】
【Me too!】
【Our goddess is being so mysterious. Blind guess: her husband must be embarrassing.】
Feng Jingche’s lips twitched. He was embarrassing?
Hah.
As his fans would say, his handsomeness required no technique—just raw, natural good looks, a gift from heaven.
【I didn’t see it either. Could it be that only Young Master Gu can see it?】
【President Gu has always been the special one!】
【Could it be that she still has lingering feelings for Gu Feiran and deliberately showed it to him?】
【Lu Zihang: I know, I know!!!】
No one believed him.
Gu Feiran fell silent too. Could he really think Yu Xiyue had intentionally shown it to him and still carried a torch for him?
Feng Jingche opened Yu Xiyue’s social media feed.
The sky was falling.
He couldn’t see the official relationship announcement post either.
Had he been blocked too???
Hah.
That two-faced, deceitful woman Yu Xiyue—who had sweetly called him “husband” this morning—had secretly posted a status just for her childhood sweetheart to see.
Trying to make Gu Feiran jealous, as if her actual husband were dead!!!