Empty Promises: The Ceo Cunning Bride - Chapter 197

“Zheyan, wake up.” Xiong Jingfei helped him out of her car. “What is your door passcode?”

Arriving at Yang Zheyan’s house, it was quiet and dark as it should be. The only person who drops by his house on a daily basis is Nanny Liu, and most likely, she left for home by now.

“It’s…” Yang Zheyan mumbled as he was punching in the number like a drunk person.

The first try came back as an error, the second try too, and the third one. At this rate, Yang Zheyan is about to be locked out of his own house. Too many times may trigger a call to the police station for suspicious activities.

Xiong Jingfei punched in the passcode given to her when she moved in, hoping it’d work if he didn’t change it.

The door clicked open, and for a second, she felt that he purposely did not change it for her. So she can come back whenever she wants, and the doors will always be open for her.

“Can you walk? I can’t carry you upstairs.”

Xiong Jingfei secured his body in place with her arm around his waist and swung his left arm around her shoulders. After taking ten steps up the stairs, she started panting, even though he was doing most of the walking on his own.

In his bedroom, she let him down on the couch instead of the bed because of his wet clothes. She collapsed beside him and kicked off her heels.

“I must be cursed.”

Xiong Jingfei took off her trench coat and tossed it on the floor next to them. She leaned down to take off his shoes and wet clothes, just the shirt.

“Young master?” Nanny Liu opened his door, checking to see if Yang Zheyan returned because she thought she heard something coming from his room. “Oh! Oh my… I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt you two.”

Nanny Liu fl.u.s.teredly closed the door.

“Wait! We weren’t doing anything!” Xiong Jingfei quickly chased after Nanny Liu, not wanting her imagination to run wild. Wet clothes on the floor and one person half-n.a.k.e.d didn’t look like they weren’t doing anything. “I can explain!”

Nanny Liu stopped and turned back around. She gasped, “Your voice!?”

“Ah, yes.” Xiong Jingfei smiled. She can’t be rude to Nanny Liu because she was one of the only people who treated her with respect. “W-what I was doing in there-”

“Oh, you don’t need to explain anything.” Nanny Liu chuckled, covering her mouth. “I understand.”

“N-no, I really feel like I have to explain…” Xiong Jingfei awkwardly replied. “Your young master-”

“I’m a married woman, so there is no need to explain what happens in the bedroom.” Nanny Liu put on her sweater. “I was just about to leave, so I’ll make sure to not be in your way.”

“Nanny Liu, please!” Xiong Jingfei begged and grabbed her arm. “I wasn’t… We weren’t… What I want to say is that Zheyan is running a fever.”

“Oh, no!” Nanny Liu made it look like it was her first time hearing Yang Zheyan getting sick. “I’ll get both of you something warm to drink and medicine. You should go get changed out of those clothes.”

“I was going to-”

“No!” Nanny Liu said in a stern voice, the same one when she reprimanded a servant who did something wrong. “You need to change out of those clothes right now! I don’t want you to get sick too.”

Xiong Jingfei immediately nodded her head and obeyed. Nanny Liu can get scary when she’s serious…

She turned the light on in her room, and everything was still in place. It looked like someone kept her room cleaned, but they didn’t touch any of her belongings. She quickly dried herself up and put on the most comfortable thing she can find.

“Nanny Liu?”

Xiong Jingfei went into the dark kitchen, and the sensor lights automatically turned on, but there wasn’t anyone there. She is probably in Yang Zheyan’s room, so she went back upstairs to check, but it became obvious she wasn’t in the house anymore.

Next to Yang Zheyan’s door on the floor was a tray with all the items needed for a fever reducer. Along with a note from Nanny Liu asking Xiong Jingfei to take care of her young master.

“I’ve been set up.” Xiong Jingfei grumbled, picking up the tray and entered his room.

When she opened the door, it made a loud bang like it hit something on the other side, then a ‘thud’ was the after effect.

“What are you doing?” Xiong Jingfei asked, looking at Yang Zheyan on the floor and covering his forehead. She held back her muffled laughter and set down the tray. “Where are you going in this state?”

Xiong Jingfei pulled him up to sit on the edge of the bed. He pulled her in and rested his head on her stomach. “I thought you ran away again. You’ll stay here with me, right?”

“Do you always act like a child when you’re sick?” Xiong Jingfei handed him the warm drink Nanny Liu prepared for them, but he refused to take it.

“I won’t take it unless you stay with me.”

Xiong Jingfei lifted his face as she stared down at him. “I have many different methods to make you take this drink.”

He smiled with hazy eyes. “Like mouth to mouth feeding?”

“You’re still capable of making jokes, huh.” Xiong Jingfei pinched Yang Zheyan’s cheeks with one hand and poured the drink into her mouth. She gulped everything down, licked her lips, and smiled at his disappointed face. “Did you think I would do it? I don’t want to catch your cold.”

“You already have a chance of getting it from our earlier kiss-”

“Stop talking!” Xiong Jingfei grabbed the other bowl and handed it to him. “Drink it, or I leave.”

Yang Zheyan happily took it, not leaving a single drop behind. Right afterward, he began unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants.

“Why are you taking off your clothes!?” Xiong Jingfei panicked and backed away from him.