Beware the Appearing Cute Wife!-Chapter 52 - 53, I didn’t have a fever tonight
52: 53, I didn’t have a fever tonight
52: 53, I didn’t have a fever tonight
Qin Zixiao furrowed his brows.
“Someone proposed to you?”
An Xiaoyu was startled.
How did Qin Zixiao guess it right immediately?
“No, not me.
I just couldn’t sleep and was browsing posts online, and came across many netizens discussing this topic, so I took the chance to ask you.”
As soon as she spoke, An Xiaoyu felt a bit guilty.
She lied to Qin Zixiao!
On the other end, Qin Zixiao seemed to sigh in relief.
“Xiaoyu, the chances of that happening are really low, just like winning the lottery.”
An Xiaoyu blinked rapidly.
So, did she… hit the jackpot?
“Xiaoyu, are you listening?”
“Oh, yes, I am listening!”
“Next month, our company is going to need a design for a new studio, are you interested in trying?”
An Xiaoyu immediately perked up.
“Yes, sure!”
“I will have someone contact you then!”
“That’s great, thank you Zixiao, you are so good to me!”
This was a business opportunity delivered right to her doorstep!
An Xiaoyu was truly overjoyed.
Her happy laughter infected Qin Zixiao on the other side of the phone, and the corners of his lips slightly curled up.
So, such small things could bring her this much happiness!
And her happiness swept away the gloomy mood in his heart.
“Silly girl, is it worth being that happy!
Get some rest early!”
“Okay, Zixiao, you rest early too, good night!”
After finishing, An Xiaoyu hung up the phone, her whole being soaked in a wave of excitement.
Tossing and turning and counting countless sheep, An Xiaoyu finally fell asleep.
But in her dreams, it was as though she returned to those days in Country M.
In her dream, she returned to the apartment she used to live in, pushed open the door, but heard the sound of water rushing in the bathroom.
Through the frosted glass door, she could see the shape of a man, faintly visible amidst the steamy mist.
Suddenly, the sound of water stopped, and right after, the bathroom door slid open, revealing Shen Yufeng stepping out.
His dark, wet hair occasionally dripped, falling on his shoulder, tracing a curve.
An Xiaoyu found this scene eerily familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere!
But then, he walked towards her.
She wanted to step back, but her feet felt as if they were fixed to the ground, utterly unable to move.
Just as Shen Yufeng approached, he wrapped one arm around her waist and hooked her chin with the other, then gently bowed his head.
An Xiaoyu was dumbfounded again.
She wanted to speak, wanted to refuse, but found she couldn’t make a sound, couldn’t even move at all.
An Xiaoyu knew she was dreaming, she desperately wanted to wake up, but she could still feel his lips clearly.
So real…
*
The door quietly locked, Shen Yufeng silently walked out.
In the hallway, Mo Jinyu was yawning, but quickly stifled it upon seeing Shen Yufeng come out.
“Boss, is sister-in-law okay?”
Shen Yufeng gently shook his head.
“Mm, no fever tonight!”
