My Mysterious Husband

Chapter 315 We Don't Need To Meet Again (2)

Xuan Zhao looked at this line of words, which made her so happy that she almost flew up. When people are lucky, even God helps her. With hands shaking, she typed the next line: I drank too much last night, now I’m at a hotel, come over.

She also attached the address and room number of the hotel.

Soon, the reply message was back, only one word: OK.

There was not even punctuation.

After doing all these, Xuan deleted all the SMS records, including those put in the dustbin. Then she turned the phone back to ring mode, wiped her fingerprints, and put the phone back in place.

Now she had to carefully think it through. When Jingyan Ye woke up, what kind of expression and attitude she would use to face him.

Yiyao Duan made up her mind. She wanted to have a frank talk with Jingyan to show her mind and her worries. This was the first boy she liked. She wanted to take it seriously and hoped to have a good ending.

Meticulously making up, she changed into the best windbreaker she brought this time. Yiyao went out to look for the boy she liked according to the address he just sent.

The morning air in Sky City was very fresh, with the fragrance of green grass. Yiyao took a deep breath and felt refreshed.

Yiyao got in a taxi car, and said the address of the hotel. The driver stepped on the accelerator and drove to the destination.

Meanwhile, Jingyan's powerful biological clock woke him up from his hangover.

The first thing to wake up with him was his sense of touch. When he moved his hand, he found that the skin under his hand was soft and warm. His brain woke up instantly. When he opened his eyes, Xuan's sleeping face was right in front of him.

Jingyan's brain exploded. This…what was going on? Why was Xuan Zhao in his bed? What did happen last night?

He looked down at both of them. They were naked and he seemed… not wear underwear.

Jingyan suddenly sat up from the bed and shook his head hard. He hoped that it was just a dream. When he woke up, the nightmare would wake up too. He shook his head several times, as soon as he opened his eyes, Xuan was still sleeping beside him.

Looking up around, he saw that this was supposed to be a hotel, and the clothes of the two were scattered on the ground. Jingyan grabbed the pants on the bed corner and put them on quickly. Then he pushed Xuan hard.

The woman pretended to wake up from a deep sleep. First, she looked confused for a while, then quickly pulled the quilt up to her neck, saying with shame, "Mr. Ye, you…you wake up."

"What happened yesterday?" Jingyan asked in a cold voice while wearing clothes.

Xuan looked at him with sad and shy eyes, and said in a soft voice, "I went to the bar with my friends yesterday and met you. I went over to ask you if you need any help. I didn’t know that you had drunk too much, and you pulled me to drink with you. Then…then…you brought me to the hotel... "

Every more word she said, Jingyan's face turned blacker. He had never been drunk, so he didn't know what it was like to be drunk. But if something happened last night, why didn't he feel at all. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"Is what you said true?" Jingyan asked coldly.

Xuan's tears immediately rolled down, "Mr. Ye, how could I lie about such a thing?"

Seeing her tears, Jingyan was upset. If it was true, Xuan was also a victim. He was not in a position at all to blame her.

Xuan wiped her weeping tears, "You had been calling Yiyao last night, and you took me as her. I know you always like that girl. Don't worry, I won't pester you."

Hearing Xuan's words, Jingyan believed it a little bit. If he took her as Yiyao, this kind of thing might happen. But he was still puzzled, because except for the headache, his body had no feeling at all.

"Don't cry now." Jingyan faintly comforted.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Jingyan thought it was the hotel's service staff and opened the door without thinking about it. However, he didn't see the smug smile on the corner of Xuan's mouth.

As soon as the door opened, Jingyan froze in place.

She…why was she here?

"Jingyan, I'm here to talk to you. What I said yesterday was not what I really meant." Yiyao said straight to the point. Finding his face stiff, she asked in doubt, "What's wrong with you?"

"Mr. Ye? Who is it? " Inside came a woman's soft voice.

The blood all over Yiyao's body gathered up. Instantaneously her eyes became cold suddenly. She lifted her feet and went inside. Senses came back to Jingyan then and he hurriedly followed up.

On the wide bed, a woman with bare shoulders covered by the quilt was curled up at the head of the bed. Her wet eyes were filled with the light of fear. She looked at Yiyao in surprise and asked Jingyan in a low voice, "Mr. Ye, who is she?"

Yiyao's ears were buzzing, and the string in her heart was finally broken. She laughed a few times and looked at the man indifferently and sadly, "Jingyan Ye, that's what you said you like me? That's how you like me?"

Jingyan looked into her eyes, completely at a loss, "Yiyao, let me explain."

"Well, you explain. I'll listen." Yiyao endured heartache and gnawed her teeth in anger.

"After you left yesterday, I was very upset so I went to the bar. I drank too much and I don’t remember what happened next. I don't remember when she came. I don't remember..." Jingyan stammered to explain, because he saw Yiyao's eyes getting colder and colder.

"Don't remember?" Yiyao interrupted him, "It's so lame. Your “don't remember” can write off the thing that has already happened?"

"I'm really..." Jingyan's eyes became wet. He wanted to hold the girl's arm, but she roared, "Don't touch me with your dirty hands."

The slender fingers trembled in the air, slowly clenching into a fist.

Yiyao's eyes were gradually moist. "Jingyan Ye, I thought about it all night last night. I found that I like you, and maybe we can have a try. But what were you doing? I haven’t given you my heart yet, you just throw it on the ground, I, Yiyao Duan is a person who can be so casually insulted?"

Looking at the girl's silent tears, Jingyan's heart was dying of pain, and his eyes couldn’t help but got wet as well. "Yiyao, I'm wrong, I'm sorry, I'm a jerk, but can you wait for me to figure this thing out?”