Chapter 132 - Find His Weakness! (1)

Getting from the bed, Xiong Jingfei explored her new bedroom. She opened the double doors, and it was a walk-in closet. 

Xiong Jingfei gasped as the inside drawers were made out of glass. The clothes from her apartment were the nearest one to the doors. There were other clothes that she never purchased too. Recognizing those clothes, they were all brands she can never afford! 

Walking in further, the ending of her closet formed a square. On the left side, there was an entire wall just for shoes! There were so many types and so many that she can wear a new one every day. Next to the shoe wall shelves, there were buttons beside it. When she pressed on one of the numbers, it changed out and showed her an entirely new wall filled with more shoes. 

The front wall was similar to her shoe wall, but it had purses and handbags. There was another button function next to it that wall too. 

It was a hard impact to process by just seeing those items, but when she turned to the right side of the wall… It was stocked from head to toe with jewelry.

She pushed on the glass case lid to lift it up. Revealing one of the jewelry set. 

No… Xiong Jingfei shook her head. Don't even talk about wearing them! She was afraid to even touch it! Even without the price tag hanging on them, she can estimate it was more than her paychecks. 

Xiong Jingfei quickly exited the closet. The closet was making her uncomfortable and something that didn't belong to her. 

There were two more doors she had left to explore in her room. One of them belonged to a bathroom and the other one… Upon opening it, she realized she made a huge mistake! 

Yang Zheyan looked up at her being half-n.a.k.e.d, "Did you get a nice look?"

Xiong Jingfei immediately closed the door. Not even the curtains blocking out the sunlight can hide the redness radiating on her face. 

Ouch! The door she closed hit her at the back of her head. Xiong Jingfei looked up to find Yang Zheyan's head popped out from behind the open door. 

She glared at him and rubbed her head. When he tried to enter into her room, she forced the only part of his body inside, out. 

"Ahh!" Yang Zheyan's head was being forced out. "What do you think you're doing?" 

After being able to force Yang Zheyan out. She couldn't find a lock to the door! She didn't know that it was connected to his room! 

The door clicked, and it opened with Yang Zheyan casually walking out. 

"What you are looking for was not installed," Yang Zheyan said, tossing the towel in his hand over to her. He went and sat down at the vanity mirror in her room. "I'm ready whenever you are." 

Ready for what? Xiong Jingfei threw the towel back at him. She doesn't know why she had to do it, and it was not her duty to dry his hair. 

"Tsk." 

Yang Zheyan got from the chair. As he took each step closer to her, Xiong Jingfei took two steps further away from him. Until her legs hit the back of a table leg and almost fell backward. Yang Zheyan grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him. 

"To make others believe in our little secret of lies. You need to get used to…" Yang Zheyan pulled her closer to his face. His hand slid down from the side of her face and down to her chin. Lifting it up and with a mischievous smirk, "My every touch~." 

Leaning even closer to Xiong Jingfei's face, he turned to her redden ears, "My voice and everything about me."

Yang Zheyan let her go with the same playful smirk still on. His long legs took only a few strides for him to sit back down. He beckoned her to come over with the towel in the other hand. 

Xiong Jingfei lifted her heavy feet and grabbed the towel from him. She gently patted his wet hair, then ran her fingers through his soft hair. It was so soft that you want to keep running your fingers through it over and over. It felt like she was petting Pompom. 

As she blows dry his hair, something shot straight through her ears with a fuzzy memory. 

['You must be careful. You must never show that you are wavering. You must not fear when danger approaches.']

['First and foremost, you must return safe and sound, my bride.']

The comb shook in Xiong Jingfei's hand as she took in a sharp breath. Why does she hear Yang Zheyan's voice when he hadn't spoken a word. It didn't look like he was talking to her either. His eyes were closed as though he was enjoying what was happening.  

Of course, she didn't let him stay any longer. She pushed him out of her bedroom after finishing what he wanted. 

Was this what Nanny Liu was hesitating to tell her? That Yang Zheyan and her room were connected through one door. Maybe she should buy a lock on her next outing. 

There was a knock at the door, and Yang Zheyan popped back in. He smiled, "You aren't thinking of buying a lock, are you?" 

How did he know? Xiong Jingfei was sure she didn't say it out loud, as it was impossible. Then again, watching how easily Yang Zheyan can enter in and out of her room. Yep, a lock is a much on her list! 

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Almost half a month has passed by, and surprisingly, Yang Zheyan wasn't home as much. There were days he doesn't return home, and it seemed to be normal for those he employed. Even Nanny Liu wasn't around all the time, she was only there in the morning until the afternoon. 

It was excellent for Xiong Jingfei to spend most of her time alone in his big house. There wasn't much for her to do besides following her daily routine. Wake up, go to school, return, and play with Pompom. 

There was one thing she was astonished about. Never had she seen and entered Yang Zheyan's room. The last time she opened that forbidden door. She saw something that she wasn't supposed to see, and her eyes captured only his body instead of his room. 

Xiong Jingfei stood up with Pompom as her sidekick. She made a vow to herself today to do something out of her daily routine. 

She would explore Yang Zheyan's room! To find his weakness, and have the upper hand over him this time!