Chapter 119 - The Long Ago Tale (1)

The female worker has patiently waited for him to get out of the shower. He must not be someone simple in order to get this room! 

"Leave us," Yang Zheyan gave out his last order without turning around to look at her. He knows this type of woman, sounds innocent, but was hinting something immoral. The best way was to immediately refuse them. 

He rubbed his wet hair with his towel. Picking up Xiong Jingfei's white dress that was left on the floor. He frowned at the carelessness on how her dress was being taken care of. He thought he told the female worker to take care of her, and that included everything that belonged to her.  

"Sir, don't be such in a hurry to refuse me~."

When he turned around to reprimand her, "You-"

The female worker wrapped her arms around his waist, "Sir~, tonight I can do 'any''thing' for you." 

"Don't touch me!" Yang Zheyan pushed her away, and she hit the back of the wall with a thump. 

The female worker rubbed her back, "I-I didn't mean to offend you-"

"Get! Out!" Yang Zheyan shouted, pointing to the door to show her the way out. "Now!" 

The female worker covered her face and ran out of the door. 

Yang Zheyan could feel the rash pushing its way onto his skin. He had a vaccine shot from his doctor, it was in… The shirt pocket that Xiong Jingfei puked on. Gritting his teeth, he dug through the trash for that vaccine pen. 

Rolling up his sleeve and finding his blood vessels, he gave himself the shot. He sighed in relief, wiping away the sweats on his forehead. 

Grabbing his phone, he called his secretary, "I need you to buy a white lace dress made by New Image. Bring it to me by tomorrow morning." 

"Wait-" Zheng Shun, Yang Zheyan's secretary, tried asking his boss for more detail. But his boss was in a hurry to hang up. How was he supposed to know which dress to buy? There were a ton of white lace dresses!

Yang Zheyan collapsed next to Xiong Jingfei, he needed a moment to catch his breath. He scoffed, watching her sleep so peaceful and unaware of what is happening around her. He flicked her nose as punishment, "You're lucky. If it was anyone else, they wouldn't be sleeping like you." 

He got up and rolled up her silk pajamas. Just as he thought, the fall had caused her to get a carpet burn. He cleaned her knees and gently applied the ointment. Even though she was asleep, she winced in pain when he touched her bruised knees. 

Yang Zheyan blew on her knees, "I'm almost done." 

After taking care of everything, he dropped on the couch in the other room. He was choosing to stay away from Xiong Jingfei this time. If there was another accident, he doesn't know what he'll do! 

He examined the hand that pulled Xiong Jingfei up from the ground. It didn't form any rash on any part of his body. For a second, he thought he was healed! He would be lying by not admitting he purposely didn't avoid that female worker. He wanted to test if he was indeed healed, but he wasn't. That female worker barely wrapped her arms around him. 

"Weird." 

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Yang Zheyan touched his lips. At least he stole a kiss from her cheeks, but she took his first kiss from his lips! If they're talking about compensation, she owed him more than he owed her. 

Behind him, Xiong Jingfei was rustling, and getting up from the bed. He didn't turn around, "Stay here unless you want to deal with my mom out there." 

He doubts his mom will cause any more trouble for Xiong Jingfei. Not after receiving his father's blessing and warning. Well, things were going much smoother than he anticipated. 

Xiong Jingfei didn't plan to leave the room. She wouldn't know what to do even if she did. She touched Yang Zheyan's forehead to make sure his fever didn't startup. She was planning to let him sleep while she tried figuring out this Feng Huan and Zhao Fan situation. 

Yang Zheyan smiled, feeling her cold hand against his forehead. She was caring even though their marriage was going to be nothing more than a fake. She didn't need to say she cared because she was showing it through her actions. 

He didn't know it was possible to have the ability to fall asleep with someone else in the same room with him. It was hard for him to fall asleep and was something impossible for him to do with another person. That person would keep him wide awake versus making him tired. 

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"Chen, do you remember the story I told you that was passed down in our family?" Yang Jinhai said, returning to his usual serious and frowning self. 

They were inside Yang Jinhai's office room that is soundproof. A place where they can speak freely without anyone overhearing them. Unless you're a being that is invisible and can go through walls. 

"Father, you mean…" Yang Chen looked at his father, knowing exactly which story his father was referring to. Why does his father want to discuss a made-up tale? 

It's been a long time now since his father last mentioned this story. The first time happened when he married Song Liqin, and the second time was when Yang Zheyan was born. He didn't believe in the story both times! Complete nonsense and something that sounded like it came out of a folktale. 

"Yes, it's that tale." Yang Jinahi nodded his head. 

"Father, why are you bring up that make-believe story again?" Yang Chen scrunched his eyebrows, not wanting to talk about this gibberish again. He shut down his father the first and second time. He will do it a third time again!

"Chen… I-it's hard to not believe it when it's happening before our very own eyes." Yang Jinhai's voice wavered.