Empty Promises: The Ceo Cunning Bride - Chapter 164

Yang Zheyan started leaving the house again, but not as much as he did last month. He was busy meeting up with his clients, or else he was stuck inside his bedroom.

Xiong Jingfei can smell the fresh paint on him whenever he walks out of his bedroom. It was telling her that he was fixing the painted canvas she accidentally ruined.

She walked by the dining table, and on there was an invitation card they both forgot about. When they got back, she sort of just tossed it there, but it seemed like Yang Zheyan didn’t bother to pick it up too.

Goes to show how enthusiastic they were about Wen Yingyue’s party. The date of Wen Yingyue’s party was approaching soon.

Xiong Jingfei only took it out of spite and for Yang Zheyan. That’s because she saw that sneaky fox was trying to touch him at any chance she was given. Probably to test if he was healed from a woman’s touch.

Xiong Jingfei didn’t want to attend this party that will have a lot of rich snobby people. Those people will think they’re too mighty for her and mock her. She was the fiance of Yang Zheyan, who was a mute. He would become the laughing stock in the high society circle.

They wouldn’t dare to do it to his face, but behind his back, she was sure.

She tossed the card back on the table.

Since Yang Zheyan went back to his daily routine. She did the same too. Wake up, eat, go to school, eat, and sleep.

While having so much time on her hands. She was busy putting her dream puzzles together, along with Feng Huan’s jaded ring piece too. However, there were still some pieces missing, and it wasn’t answering her questions. So she couldn’t complete the story yet.

Unfortunately, she hasn’t been dreaming or getting any other visions since that last one. She wondered why she hadn’t been either. Before, they were hitting her left and right without care about things going in her life. They come and go whenever they want!

Xiong Jingfei did want to find out if Ai was trying to tell her something.

A major missing piece was the butterfly hairpin! She needed to find the hairpin that Ai is always holding onto, and it was constantly being mentioned in her dreams. It may fill in a lot of the missing gaps in her story.

However, where in the world would she find it? She tried searching for it in antique stores, but nothing came up. She doesn’t have a clue where to look for it next. She used all the resources available to her, but not a single clue came up.

Wait, there is one more resource she hasn’t used yet!

Xiong Jingfei ran upstairs and cleared her throat. Although there wasn’t a point to doing so because she didn’t have a voice. Negotiation would have to be through hand signs and her mighty tablet.

She knocked on the door, but her knocks weren’t confident. She was still feeling jittery from what “almost” happened at the fireflies field.

Hearing no one answering to her knocks. She tried again but added more power to it. Still, there wasn’t an answer.

Xiong Jingfei was sure that Yang Zheyan was home. She heard noises coming from his room an hour ago.

I did knock… Xiong Jingfei turned the doorknob and took a peek inside. The windows to his bedroom were opened to fan out the smell of paint, but where is the owner?

She took a step inside, and a small feeling of guilt came over her. The last time she was in Yang Zheyan’s room, she caused unnecessary trouble for him. Should she come back later?

Xiong Jingfei was going to leave, but the big canvas that she caused red paint to be spilled on caught her attention. It was fixed!

It looked just like how it did the first time she discovered it. The canvas smelled like fresh paint and still a bit moist. So, it seems like Yang Zheyan just finished painting it, but where did he go?

Just like before, the face was left unfinished, but the woman at least had lips now. Ever since that day, she has been trying to figure out who Yang Zheyan was trying to paint. Initially, the first person who came to her head was Wen Yingyue. But, the woman in the canvas did not look like Wen Yingyue.

Then she heard someone opening the door. It wasn’t the door to entering Yang Zheyan’s room, but it came from his bathroom.

Yang Zheyan walked in half-n.a.k.e.d, but thank goodness his bottom half was covered with a towel.

“You-!” Yang Zheyan gripped tighter onto his towel then questioned himself. Why should I be the fl.u.s.tered one?

Whoops, Xiong Jingfei smiled and waved her hand, saying hi.

“Do you not know how to knock?”

I did! Xiong Jingfei gestured. Twice!

Yang Zheyan went to the door that connected their bedroom, but that door was locked. That means she used his main door to enter.

He turned around and grinned. “I believe I should be the person with the five locks.”

It doesn’t look like this is a good time, so she waved her hand that she’ll be back later.

He pulled her back and plotted her down on his couch. “Why later and not now? I’m free NOW.”

She held out her tablet, ‘Please go wear your clothes! Then we can talk.’

“Why are you covering your eyes? Don’t you want a closer inspection?” Yang Zheyan teased, trying to pull her hand away from covering her eyes. “How about touching it?”

He used her other hand and traced his toned abs.

Xiong Jingfei pulled back her fingers, but he made sure they were laying flat on his stomach.

He is having a great time making fun of me, huh!

Using the hand covering her eyes, she put more strength into pulling her other hand away. Grabbing the hand that was touching his abs, she unintentionally grabbed the corner of his towel too. Pulling back as hard as she can, off went his towel.