Chapter 106 — Mr. Cheng, Could I Trouble You?

A piercing female scream rang out across the heavens. Cheng Yishu had yet to open his eyes when a flying fist aimed to return to him and a Foshan shadowless kick came straight for his vital points. The assault struck him head-on, revealing only the short-haired crown of his head sticking out from under the quilt.

“Ah… Hey, stop… Lin Xiaowen, let me go… Ah ah ah…”

Cheng Yishu had no chance to free his hands and could only bundle himself in the quilt, shielding his head while backing away and calling Lin Xiaowen’s name.

Lin Xiaowen paid no heed to distinctions, her face twisted in panic as she kicked wildly.

Imagine a drowsy person who suddenly sensed a strange, breathing object beside them, its breath nearly spraying on her face. After so long of tension finally easing, her nerves snapped tight once more. Without a second thought, she struck first.

“Ah… Ouch, my god… Ah… Hiss…”

Cheng Yishu had nowhere left to retreat. He tumbled backward onto the floor with a dull thud.

Fortunately, he was still wrapped in the quilt, so the fall didn’t hurt too badly.

The sudden impact left Cheng Yishu momentarily dazed. Lying there, his mind still spinning, a scream even louder than the previous high-pitched one jolted him fully awake.

“Quiet!”

Still bundled in the quilt, Cheng Yishu sat up on the floor. After a frantic struggle with the fabric, he finally managed to reveal his face. He glared fiercely at the disheveled little woman with a pale complexion, sitting on the bed and hugging her knees.

Her long, soft, bright hair spilled over her, half-covering Lin Xiaowen’s small face. Her round eyes held fear, but far more anger and grievance.

Her two small hands clutched desperately at the hem of the snow-white bathrobe, her little mouth forming a perfect O.

“What are you screaming about in the middle of the night?” Cheng Yishu demanded angrily, forgetting to rise from the floor.

“It’s you… It’s you!”

The sound of Cheng Yishu’s voice finally eased the knot in Lin Xiaowen’s heart. She also recalled that when she had seen him the day before, he had changed into a short flat haircut.

Cheng Yishu continued grumbling, “Nonsense, who else would it be!”

Lin Xiaowen pursed her lips tightly, her aggrieved little mouth compressing into a thin line.

“What’s wrong?” Cheng Yishu couldn’t bear to see her wronged. Seeing her silent only deepened his worry. He slowly sat up, still clutching the quilt, and asked softly beside her, “What exactly happened to you?”

Lin Xiaowen sniffed, her eyes misting over as she replied in a muffled voice, “So my clothes… you changed them for me too?”

“Nonsense, what else?” Cheng Yishu had waited so long to hear only this. He shot Lin Xiaowen a glance and went on, “It’s really the wheel of fortune turning, but I’m not the sort to haggle. Rest assured, I won’t extort you or ask for money!”

Hearing those words, Lin Xiaowen suddenly remembered their second meeting—Cheng Yishu drunk, her carrying him home.

Lin Xiaowen’s cheeks flushed faintly as she said softly, “I wasn’t drunk. Why didn’t you wake me? I could have changed myself…”

“Wake you?” Cheng Yishu continued loudly, “You were sleeping so soundly I bet even banging a copper gong next to your ear wouldn’t rouse you. Hey, how come I never noticed before that you sleep as deeply as Bajie? Or maybe life has been too comfortable lately and your habits have changed?”

Yet if days had grown so comfortable and peaceful, why was Lin Xiaowen’s complexion so poor, her once-slender frame now so weightless when she stood?

A shadow darkened the depths of Cheng Yishu’s eyes.

“I… I’m just a little tired and slept more soundly. That doesn’t give you the right to take advantage of me, does it? And why must you sleep right beside me… Heavens, who knows what you’ve done…”

Lin Xiaowen shot him a glare, then backed away and tugged at the collar of her bathrobe again.

“Take advantage?” Cheng Yishu gave a cold laugh. “Lin Xiaowen, may I ask where on your entire body there is an ounce of flesh worth fantasizing over? Moreover, this bathrobe you’re wearing belongs to me—Cheng Yishu. Do you know how many girls dream of smelling the scent on it? Yet you still look down on it… Humph!”

“Furthermore, I’ve seen that garment on you before…”

Cheng Yishu muttered softly, turned his face, and lay back down, assuming Lin Xiaowen hadn’t caught the last words. But every syllable entered her ears.

“Who cares… Give my clothes back!”

The soft murmur still lingered in her ears like a strange flutter, yet recalling Cheng Yishu’s earlier words, Lin Xiaowen felt fresh anger surge up.

“Who cares about your scent? Give the bathrobe to whoever wants it… Don’t act as if I’m the one taking advantage!”

Lin Xiaowen also climbed out of bed. The big bed was very high and soft. The moment Lin Xiaowen’s short legs touched the ground, her body felt weightless. The next instant she was thrown back onto the bed by Cheng Yishu.

Lin Xiaowen looked up in a daze, staring at Cheng Yishu’s eyes brimming with displeasure.

A gray tight T-shirt and black loose home long pants, wrinkle-free.

His neatly short hair made his features appear even more three-dimensional and resolute, completely different from the rebellious, boyish youth he had been before.

Yet both were equally handsome, the kind that made one glance and never look away.

“You… what are you doing?” Lin Xiaowen looked at him in dissatisfaction, puzzled by his strange actions.

“I was about to ask you the same thing! Is that sort of clothing suitable for you to wear?” Cheng Yishu’s thick brows furrowed, his gloomy expression making Lin Xiaowen somewhat afraid.

Recalling yesterday’s short, thin nurse uniform loosely draped over her, if anyone had looked closely, the full contours of her figure and the color of her undergarments would have been visible.

Cheng Yishu grew angrier the more he thought about it and said, “Still blaming me for helping you change clothes? Having to watch you in such a seductive nurse outfit? It would be safer if you just took everything off!”

“Cheng Yishu!”

Lin Xiaowen shot him a fierce glare. “Do you think I wanted to wear that? I did it just to find you… The nurse at the inquiry desk at the entrance was so strict, not allowing outsiders in… So I had no choice but to find my own way!”

Originally Lin Xiaowen had secretly applauded her cleverness, but now being spoken to like this by Cheng Yishu, she truly felt aggrieved.

“So you really flew all the way from Shanghai to me?”

Although Cheng Yishu already knew the answer, he still asked again, wanting to confirm the small joy in his heart with the most correct and desired validation.

“No! I suddenly went mad and came running here…”

Lin Xiaowen stood straight, standing beside the bed, and facing Cheng Yishu directly, continued with a cold face, “So, Mr. Cheng, please move aside. I want to go back!”