The Surrogate Bride of the Colonel He

C129 – Hidden Rage

Setting his phone aside, Hee Jingyan planted a tender kiss on Xu Yangyi’s forehead before enveloping him in a warm embrace, intending to doze off. Yet, at that moment, Xu Yangyi responded softly with an “En,” evidently disturbed by Hee Jingyan’s actions.

Nonetheless, he instinctively snuggled closer into Hee Jingyan’s arms, a gesture that filled Hee Jingyan with delight.

“He drifted off so swiftly. Looks like he truly exhausted himself today,” Hee Jingyan murmured, gently turning Xu Yangyi around to admire his serene sleeping visage, a smile flickering in his eyes.

Stirred from his slumber, Xu Yangyi blinked sleepily, casting a hint of reproach before weakly querying, “What are you doing? Why aren’t you sleeping at this hour?”

Anticipating Xu Yangyi’s ire upon discovering him facing him in sleep, Hee Jingyan braced himself. To his surprise, Xu Yangyi nestled further into his embrace, murmuring, “It’s a bit chilly, adjust the air conditioner.”

Startled momentarily, Hee Jingyan swiftly retrieved the remote from the bedside table, adjusting the cooling setting to prevent Xu Yangyi from catching a cold.

“No wonder he kept seeking closeness; the air conditioning must have been too cold.”

Though somewhat disheartening, Hee Jingyan shrugged it off, considering it a promising beginning.

Uncertain how to proceed, Hee Jingyan was caught off guard when Xu Yangyi suddenly remarked, “Stop staring at people’s sleeping faces, uncle. Go to sleep already… If you keep arguing, I won’t be so nice.” Xu Yangyi’s words trailed off mid-sentence, but after a pause, he resumed his admonition.

“Alright, I won’t disturb you. Sleep tight!” Hee Jingyan extinguished the lights, refraining from disturbing Xu Yangyi further, simply holding him close as they drifted into slumber.

Upon ending the call, Loong Shen gazed vacantly at his phone for an extended period, oblivious to Zuo Bo’s presence outside the door, wearing a puzzled expression.

Observing Loong Shen’s demeanor, Zuo Bo, stationed by the door, queried, “Are you content now, Hee Jingyan?” He had witnessed Sun Tie concluding the call, followed by a solemn contemplation, misconstruing it as Hee Jingyan’s successful manipulation of Xu Yangyi, thus ousting Loong Shen.

“Hee Jingyan? You’re quite the player!” Zuo Bo jeered suddenly, his tone devoid of malice, rather conveying an air of “you’re in trouble.”

Despite his outward display, there was no animosity on his visage, just a simple expression of imminent consequences.

After a brief interval, Loong Shen reluctantly tore his gaze from his phone, intending to peruse the remaining information. However, he caught sight of Zuo Bo lingering outside the door from his peripheral vision. A tremor ran through him, briefly revealing a hint of panic. Swiftly composing himself, his demeanor turned icy as he demanded, “How long have you been there?” The room chilled.

Interpreting Loong Shen’s demeanor as an effort to conceal his distress, Zuo Bo narrowed his eyes, hesitated momentarily, then adopted his usual mischievous tone, “Not too long, just arrived. Came to check if the mighty Loong was hungry and needed feeding.” With a wicked glint, he approached Loong Shen, tray in hand, yet his lips betrayed his intentions, conveying a sinister undertone.

Loong Shen detested Zuo Bo’s nonchalance, a furrow forming on his brow.

Consistently, this man never failed to perturb him.

Suddenly, a curse erupted from the depths of Loong Shen’s heart, perhaps recalling Hee Jingyan’s recent remarks.

Witnessing Loong Shen’s uncharacteristic restlessness, Zuo Bo nearly crushed the tray in his hand. He emitted a cold snort, issuing a terse warning, “Hee Jingyan, it’s advisable you refrain from visiting me in the foreseeable future.”