Seeing this, Li Yu yawned and went back to his room to sleep.
Ye Xingguang went to the kitchen and cut some ginger to make ginger tea for everyone. By the time she finished preparing the tea, Master Gu, Fu Zhuo, and the bodyguards had all freshened up.
Master Gu yawned and said, âXingguang, is there a room where this old man can get some sleep?â
âThere are rooms, but no beds, only a tatami. If you, Master Gu, can make do with that, Iâll get you a blanket and a pillow. But I canât arrange anything for the othersâ¦â
The bodyguards said, âItâs fine, as long as you can provide us with a living room to rest our feet and shelter from the wind and rain.â
Ye Xingguang nodded and went to get a blanket for Master Gu.
Fu Zhuo saw Qing Ye standing straight in the rain outside the door and went out to ask, âQing Ye, why donât you come in?â
âSomeone doesnât want me in. Whatâs the point of going in and making myself unwelcome?â The voice of Qing Ye was both cold and sarcastic.
Fu Zhuo: ââ¦.â
Fu Zhuo asked the bodyguards who came with him, âWhat happened?â
The bodyguards shook their heads.
Although they had come with Qing Ye, they did not enter the room when he did, but stayed outside waiting. After a while, Qing Ye slammed the door shut and came out.
Fu Zhuo tried to persuade Qing Ye, âQing Ye, youâre feverish. Come inside and talk. You adore Miss Ye the most, donât you? If thereâs anything that upsets you, letâs sit inside and talk it out. Youâre getting wetâ¦â
However, Fu Zhuo realized that Qing Ye was not wet at all. His clothes were clean. It was the bodyguardsâ hard work keeping the umbrella over him, not giving him a chance to get wet in the rain.
Qing Ye looked down and found himself dry. Suddenly, he took a step forward. Instantly, the storm fell upon him. His white shirt immediately soaked, clinging to his chest, outlining his muscular chest and abs. An unspeakable sexiness in the silent nightâ¦
Fu Zhuo was shocked, âQing Ye, why are you deliberately walking into the rain? Now youâre getting wet, come in quickly!â
Qing Ye turned his head and glared fiercely at Fu Zhuo who didnât know when to stop talking, âShut up and get lost!â
Fu Zhuo couldnât persuade Qing Ye, so he had to go in and find Ye Xingguang.
Ye Xingguang took a blanket from her parentsâ bedroom. Fu Zhuo quickly grabbed it, âXingguang, you and Qing Ye are at odds. Please, call Qing Ye in. Heâs had a fever of over 39 degrees today. I donât know whatâs wrong with him that heâs not receiving IV in the hospital and insists on coming to find you. We came here braving the typhoon. Are you just going to let Qing Ye stand in the rain?â
He has a fever of over 39 degrees, and yet he still insists on braving a typhoon to come over here to catch a cheater?
Ye Xingguang was even more furious. Calling him a malignant tumor? Might as well just call him the King of Jealousy!
Heâs still making trouble even though heâs sick!
âAchoo!â
A gust of cold wind blew in from outside, and Ye Xingguang sneezed. One can imagine how cold Qing Ye, who was standing outside, must be. His hair was blown into a mess by the typhoon, but it didnât undermine his handsomeness. It was a rugged, wild charm!
Eventually, Ye Xingguangâs heart softened. She walked to the door and said, âThe wind is so strong. If you donât come in, Iâm closing the door!â
Qing Ye turned with a dark face, his voice filled with male pride and arrogance, âYou think Iâm so pathetic, that Iâd be kicked out and then come back through that door?â
[An Ying: Todayâs update ends here. Iâll continue updating tomorrow at dawn. Kisses, ask for your monthly passes, recommendation tickets, and colored beans~]