Two-faced: Doting Husband & Shameless Wife - Chapter 78

Xi Jian still worked until midnight despite being in the hospital. His company’s rival really didn’t give him time to rest, along with the rats that undermined the golden opportunity for his absence. Xi Jian needs to lift extra fingers to press them.

He looked at Ling Yue who had fallen asleep on the sofa. That woman said the sofa was softer than the keeper bed beside him.

Xi Jian tidied his file and lay down. His eyes looked at the ceiling of the room. For the second time Xi Jian hurt himself. This time he was really rash. Xi Jian turned his head to look at Ling Yue who sleeping peacefully. At that time, he did not think rationally. He just wanted to make sure that Ling Yue was right as soon as possible.

‘Why?’

Xi Jian convinced himself he was just trying to save whom he promised to keep safe. He stopped looking for answer and tried to sleep. He closed his eyes and turned back and forth. His body was very tired but could not rest well.

“Why?” Ling Yue rubbed her eyes and looked at her watch. “Can not sleep?”

Xi Jian muttered. “Hmmm, sorry to wake you up.”

The night before he had slept because of drug’s influence. Today, because he was planned too much, his brain cells still works optimally and refuse to rest. Xi Jian sat down again.

Ling Yue approached him. “May I help you?”

“Any ideas how I can go to sleep fast?”

Ling Yue thought for a while and rather hesitantly said: “Lie down, I’ll rub your head.”

Xi Jian looked at her in disbelief. “Will it work?”

“Don’t know if you don’t try.” Ling Yue just offered herself, whether he accept or not it was up to Xi Jian. Xi Jian unexpectedly lay down and let Ling Yue do her advice.

Ling Yue touched Xi Jian’s messy hair and began to rub it. She felt a tingling sensation again on the tip of her hand that spread to her heart.

They looked each other awkwardly. Ling Yue stopped her action. “This feels awkward.” Ling Yue said softly.

Xi Jian agreed. He felt his face was a bit hot. “I have a better suggestion.” Xi Jian shifted his body then patted his side with his free hand.

“You lie down too, at least we don’t need to look at each other.”

“Huh?”

Xi Jian pulled Ling Yue’s hand and made her laid next to him. “Now you can rub my head.”

This wouldn’t do. She was already awkward and this set up further made Ling Yue crazily nervous.

How could she lie on Xi Jian’s arm and rub his head? They were too close. Xi Jian looked at Ling Yue who was not moving from the top of her head. Her body became stiff.

“Don’t be so stiff. I can’t do anything to you in this state. Besides, we’ve slept together before.”

Ling Yue looked up. So that mean he would do something if he could move freely?

“Watch what you say. People who hear it can get the wrong idea!”

Their eyes met again. Xi Jian felt his throat tighten. He snuggled his face between Ling Yue’s shoulder and neck. Ling Yue’s scent filled his nostrils and immediately relaxed him.

“What are you doing?” Ling Yue pushed him nervously.

“Just hold on this time. I won’t do anything.”

Xi Jian rested his bandaged hand on his body and didn’t say anything after that. Ling Yue waited his movement or attack before she could launch her kick. But nothing happened. She felt the breath in her nape begin to regulate and even.

The Business King was asleep.

They both slept late at night until they didn’t realize the sun was rising high in the sky. They were also unaware of the two pairs of eyes staring at them both with mischievous smiles.

‘Click’

Xi Jian glanced at the source of the sound and found his grandfather smiling from ear to ear. He said hey and waved silently. Xi Zihao brought his index finger to his lips when he saw Xi Jian open his mouth, telling him not to be noisy. As if understanding, Xi Zihao signaled his ȧssistant to get out of there.

Xi Zihao typed several lines of messages and once again returned with a satisfied smile.

Ling Yujin who was sitting enjoying his breakfast almost choked when he saw the photo sent by his mortal enemy.

‘It’s time to officially announce this. I don’t want my great-grandchildren born out of wedlock.’