Chapter 127 - Fake Husband! (1)

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['Feng Huan, don't return back to the Capital. Don't come back… I should have never asked you to come back. I'm sorry! Please... Feng Huan!'] 

Xiong Jingfei opened her eyes with tears welling up. At the corner of her eyes, it slowly slipped down and wetted the cleaned covered pillow. 

Then a soft touch was felt on her face, wiping away her tears. Tracing her jawline to her chin. 

"Why are you crying this early?" 

Xiong Jingfei's wet eyes immediately dried up. She sat up and stared down at the person that was wiping her tears. 

Yang Zheyan lazily laid next to her in his bed, "Good morning, darling~."

She touched her face and wiped the moist away. How did she end up sleeping on his bed? Last night, she slept on the couch after she made sure Yang Zheyan was fast asleep. Did she sleepwalk?

Yang Zheyan sat up with her and grabbed her chin. Turning her to face him. He narrowed his eyes, but in a gentle voice, "Did you have a sad dream? Who was it that made you cry?" 

Xiong Jingfei shook her head. It wasn't a sad dream, but she couldn't believe she had a dream continuing from her previous one. This time, her dream showed another face she knows. The leader of the medical team was named Wu Yuan. He had the same face and name too. 

Wu Yuan wasn't someone she was closed to or had a connection with like Feng Huan. He was currently a rising actor in the entertainment world. She only came to recently know him because of her script for the drama he was acting in. 

They barely had any interaction with each other due to his busy schedule. Right after filming, he would be off to his next appointment. But now that Xiong Jingfei thinks about it, he was always friendly with her. Well, he was kind to everyone too. Except, he seems to be going out of his way to greet her before and after he leaves. What does he have to do with her dreams? 

The theories she thought of became useless. Apparently, the people in her life and the ones in her dream weren't adding up anymore. She only thought Feng Huan and Zhao Fan showed up because she had a connection with them. She didn't think someone like Wu Yuan would show up in her dream too. 

Right then, Xiong Jingfei's phone was ringing for a video call. The caller was the person she thought they weren't close with each other. Pressing the answer button, Wu Yuan's handsome face showed up with a smile. 

"Hi~, sorry for the unexpected call. I was wondering if you would like to have lunch with me today?" 

"No." 

"N-no?" Wu Yuan's smile froze and slightly taken aback at Xiong Jingfei's manly voice. She had a talent for not moving her mouth when speaking. 

Yang Zheyan grabbed the phone from her, "She's busy. Stop bothering my wife, goodbye."

"Wait-!"

Yang Zheyan didn't wait, he pressed the end call but didn't give Xiong Jingfei back her phone. She wrestled to get her phone. Instead, she easily fell backward on the bed with his one push. 

"If you don't want your own plan to fall through." Yang Zheyan got on top of her and waved her phone in front of her. Wu Yuan was still calling her even after he hung up. "You shouldn't be seen hanging out with another man. Hmm, it will cause a problem like last night, but luckily it was with me."

Xiong Jingfei rolled her eyes, not because he was telling her what to do. It was because he was right! 

She pushed his face away, but he tossed her phone to the side and grabbed her hand. Moving them away from his face, Yang Zheyan smiled his gentleman, scary smile. 

"Darling~, I know you want to keep touching my good-looking face at every given chance you get." 

What! Xiong Jingfei tried to remove her hands from his face, but he actually placed them against his face. 

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mind you touching me at all. You can touch any other part of my body, and I wouldn't mind!" Yang Zheyan chuckled, leaning in closer to her face. She may be struggling to get out of his grip, but Xiong Jingfei's face was blushing deep red. "Please, just be careful. You don't want to damage your husband's face this early in our marriage life."

Crazy fake husband! Xiong Jingfei screamed, finally able to release her hands from Yang Zheyan's loosen clasped. She got off his bed and ran into the bathroom. As she was about to close the door, Yang Zheyan blocked it from closing. 

Yang Zheyan looked down at her, "Don't you want me to help you? The back is hard to reach to be washed~."

No! You lunatic! Xiong Jingfei slammed the door shut. On the other side, she can hear Yang Zheyan laughing to himself. She grumbled voicelessly, he was only making fun of her again! 

After taking that shower she needed, she realized she didn't bring in clothes to change into. Yesterday, while Yang Zheyan was asleep. A maid stopped by and gave her a nightgown and a next day outfit too. They were quite prepared to not give her any reason to leave the residence. Not even the residence, more like leaving Yang Zheyan's room. 

She wrapped the only towel she could find in the bathroom around her body. It was relatively small… So she opened the bathroom door quietly, looking right and left to see where Yang Zheyan was at. He was nowhere to be found so she couldn't ask him to hand her clothes. 

From her angle, she could see the corner fabric of the outfit. It was still on the couch from where she last put it. She quickly and quietly tip-toed out of the room. 

"Oh~, is this a new way to entice me?"