"Leng Shao, what are you doing here?" Yan Mei inquired as she squinted her eyes.
Lei Zhao turned around when he heard Yan Mei's voice behind him.
"You know him?" Lei Zhao queried as Yan Mei came to stand beside him.
"Yeah, he is that friend I was talking about the other day." Yan Mei said as a soft smile tugged at the corners of her lips.
"Leng Shao, meet my husband. Lei Zhao." Leng Shao nodded politely at Lei Zhao.
"Lei Zhao, meet Leng Shao, my friend, and brother." Lei Zhao stretched his hands to greet Leng Shao.
Leng Shao took Lei Zhao's hand, "Brother-in-law. Nice to finally meet you."
Leng Shao said with a friendly smile on his face, even though his heart was bleeding. He felt as if someone was squeezing his heart.
Lei Zhao's forehead puckered. As a man, he could see the affection lingering in Leng Shao's eyes anytime he stared at his wife.
'So was he just a friend??' Lei Zhao thought as his brows shot up. He released Leng Shao's hands and nodded.
"It's good that my wife had a friend and brother to take care of her during those years." Lei Zhao said sardonically.
Leng Shao realized that Lei Zhao didn't like him from his tone, but he didn't mind. It was completely normal for a man to be hostile to a person interested in his wife.
Ignoring Lei Zhao, he turned to look at Yan Mei, "I went to the company…"
Leng Shao trailed off when he saw Lei Zhao pulling Yan Mei closer to him and wrapping a possessive hand around her waist.
He looked up and saw Lei Zhao staring at him. Leng Shao knew Lei Zhao was warning him not to have any thoughts about Yan Mei. And he was showing off in front of me.
Leng Shao laughed bitterly inwardly and flashed Lei Zhao a smile. Yan Mei narrowed her eyes when she realized the confrontation between Leng Shao and Lei Zhao.
"You were saying?" Yan Mei asked Leng Shao, breaking the awkward confrontation between the two.
"I went to the company, but your secretary said you are sick so you didn't come to work. So I..."
Leng Shao scratched the back of his head, "You were worried about me?"
Yan Mei interrupted him.
Leng Shao smiled, making his dimple popped out.
"Yeah, I remembered you look terrible when you're sick, and you're afraid of injections…"
Lei Zhao's muscle in his jaw twitched as irritation slashed through him.
"You don't have to worried about her. She is married now. Her husband will take care of her."
Lei Zhao chided in clearly, his voice was thick with irritation.
"Oh," Leng Shao said awkwardly. The atmosphere became tense for a moment before Yan Mei spoke, "Come in."
Leng Shao shook his head, "Actually, I came here for another reason."
Yan Mei crossed her arms over her chest as she waited for him to continue.
"I don't know if you would agree, but I want to take you somewhere. I have a surprise for you."
Lei Zhao's expression hardened. He turned to look at Yan Mei, waiting for her response.
Yan Mei looked up to meet Lei Zhao's eyes. His eyes were boring into hers.
"Alright." Yan Mei said, breaking the eye contact with Lei Zhao.
Lei Zhao's face twisted, and he pressed his lips together, not saying anything.
Leng Shao beamed, "Good! I will wait for you to change your dress."
"No." Lei Zhao declared, making Leng Shao freeze.
Yan Mei scrunched her face, "Why?"
Lei Zhao turned to look at her, "Wifey, you're sick. I'm afraid your condition would worsen."
Lei Zhao explained softly. Yan Mei sniffled and smiled, "Don't worry, I will be fine. Leng Shao wouldn't let anything happen to me, and I will take care of myself."
Lei Zhao's brows bumped together as he stared at Yan Mei.
Noticing his lousy mood, Yan Mei cleared her throat.
"I will come with my husband. I hope that's okay?"
Yan Mei commented as she turned to look at Leng Shao.
Leng Shao faked a smile and nodded.
"Alright." He agreed as he turned to look at Lei Zhao. He saw the smirk on Lei Zhao's face, and Leng Shao rolled his eyes.
'I can't complain since he loves Meimei, and that's the most important thing.' Lei Zhao thought bitterly
"Then it's settled. We will change. Do you want to come in and wait?" Lei Zhao asked.
"No, I will wait in my car." Leng Shao declined politely.
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Because Yan Mei was sick, Lei Zhao selected a straight pair of jeans and a black turtleneck sweater paired with white sneakers for her. He crouched down in front of her as he tied her shoelaces.
"Lei Zhao, don't you like Leng Shao?" Yan Mei suddenly asked, making Lei Zhao paused in lacing her shoe for a while.
"Why are you asking that?" He retorted as he continued with what he was doing.
Yan Mei heaved a sigh, "I saw the way you spoke to him earlier. I hope you guys can be friends since he is like the brother I never had."
'So she doesn't know the guy is interested in her?' An unknown glint passed through Lei Zhao's eyes. He looked up at her and nodded.
"Alright. Sorry I just got jealous for a moment. He was talking about how you are afraid of injections. As your husband, I don-"
Yan Mei cut off Lei Zhao with a kiss. Lei Zhao responded with a raw need; her cold mouth warmed and softened as she responded with a certain fierceness of her own.
It's been like forever since she felt his lips against her. Lei Zhao ended the kiss after a few minutes and played his thumbs on her swollen lips.
"Silly…there is no need to be jealous." Yan Mei reprimanded him.
Lei Zhao grinned, "Alright."
Suddenly it hit Yan Mei, "Will you get sick because of the kiss?"
Lei Zhao chuckled and ruffled her hair, "Don't worry, I don't get sick easily."
Yan Mei nodded, "Then let's go. Leng Shao is waiting for us."
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