Chapter 791 - I Shall Trouble Mrs. Zhou To Prepare Breakfast For Me

“Then...you can go and take a bath.”

Leng Zhiyuan had nothing more to say. She took her pajamas and walked into the bathroom.

Once she entered the bathroom, Zhou Yao immediately threw the towel in his hand and jumped onto the big bed. He saw that there were two quilts on the bed, so he stuffed one under the bed. He put one arm behind his head and proudly raised his eyebrows. He shall see; where will she sleep tonight?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Won’t she still have to end up sleeping in his arms?

Soon, the bathroom door opened, and Zhou Yao randomly reached his hand out and conveniently found a book there. He had forgotten where the book came from. He quickly flipped several pages and pretended to be engrossed in it.

He peeked from the corners of his eyes, only to see the delicate figure stop in her tracks. “Ahem”, he coughed. “Go to bed early.”

Leng Zhiyuan did not move.

He put down his book and turned his head to look at her. She was wearing a black long sleeved T-shirt and casual pants. Her outfit looked rigid and conservative. He looked at her clothes with disdain and said,”You don’t know where to sleep, right?”

The sofa and chair in this room, and whatever that was possible to sleep in, had been removed by the servants on his orders. There was only the bed left; he wanted her to beg him.

Leng Zhiyuan looked at him expressionlessly and did not answer.

The two could not possibly stay frozen in their spots like this forever, so Zhou Yao frowned and patted his hand on the big bed beside him. “It’s the same as the night we got married. We can sleep together.”

He opened his mouth first.

Leng Zhiyuan looked at the spot beside his body, then turned around and walked to her suitcase. She squatted down to take a thin blanket out from the suitcase, then spread it out on the ground.

Zhou Yao’s eyes changed. He swiftly spoke. “You want to sleep on the ground? Young Lady Leng, don’t blame me for not reminding you. There are no extra quilts nor is there heating in this room. You will definitely catch a cold.”

Leng Zhiyuan ignored him. She put the suitcase back and started to lie down.

Just then, Zhou Yao threw the book in his hand onto the bed, stretched out his long legs, and got off the bed. He reached out and captured her slender white wrists. His expression was livid as he said, “Leng Zhiyuan, are you really going to be like this?”

“Two days is a very short time, I don’t want any other problems to arise, and at the same time, I will not bother Major General Zhou. I can sleep on the floor.” She shook off his large hand.

But she could not shake him off. Zhou Yao held it tighter. His handsome face was covered with a layer of haze. He glared fiercely at her. “Sleep on the bed!”

“No need...”

“Hah, so Mrs. Zhou, you mean you want to create more problems?”

“What do you mean?”

“I am afraid you will be cold, so I want to ask the servant to help you get more quilts.” He threatened her.

“You!”

Leng Zhiyuan shook off his big hand and walked to the bed.

When she lay down on the bed, she thought he would sleep with her, but she did not hear any movement for a long time. Looking sideways, she saw the man lying on the carpet she had laid with his upper body naked.

He was on his side and slept with his back to her.

He had always been bad tempered. He must be angry now.

The room became quiet, and Leng Zhiyuan turned over and looked at his back. His back was so straight, the muscles of his shoulder blades spread out, healthy and developed.

Was he not cold sleeping like that?

Leng Zhiyuan’s hand touched the book, which was a collection of foreign essays. It was very beautiful. She smiled. Even if a man like him read books, he would not read such genres. It must’ve been a gift from someone.

And it was...a girl.

She flipped the book to the last page. On the bottom right corner of the last page, there was a line written in a beautiful font — Big Brother Zhou, have you ever seen “The Jade Lady”?

Qiao Mengfu, Yuan Dynasty, “The Jade Lady” Volume 3: “If you still do not succeed at the end, may I ask for us to be allied by marriage...”

This was referring to the lifelong marriage alliance between the two families. That girl must have left this sentence in this book as an implicit reminder to Zhou Yao that he had lifelong commitment towards someone.

Leng Zhiyuan closed the book. Her gaze landed on Zhou Yao’s back again. Even if the girl was not his lover, she definitely had an irreplaceable position in his heart.

...

The next morning, Zhou Yao got up early and went for an hour’s jog as usual. He did not go back into the room but instead he took a cold bath in the guest room and changed his clothes before going downstairs.

“Young Master, shall we serve breakfast?”

Zhou Yao took a look at the living room. “Where are the old man and my parents?”

“Young Master, Old Master, Master, and Madam have gone out to purchase the offerings for the death anniversary. They will probably be back only at noon.”

They are all out?

Zhou Yao turned his head and looked upstairs. That woman had not gotten up yet. He said to the servant, “Take the breakfast away.”

“What would you like to eat then, Young Master?”

Just then, there was a sound of footsteps from upstairs as Leng Zhiyuan came downstairs.

Zhou Yao put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and looked at her with a smile that reached his narrowed eyes. “Isn’t Mrs. Zhou here now. I am tired of other people’s cooking. Today, I shall trouble Mrs. Zhou to personally prepare breakfast for me.”

The servant sensed that the atmosphere between the two was not right. He immediately tried to smooth things out by saying, “Young Master, how can I let Young Madam cook? You can tell us what you want to eat...”

“Did I ask you to talk?” Zhou Yao shot the servant a glance.

“No, sir.” The servant bowed his head in repentance.

“What do you want to eat, I’ll cook...” Leng Zhiyuan stepped forward and said.

“Let’s have a...poached egg.” Zhou Yao sat on the dining chair and rested his forehead on his hand contentedly.

“Ok, hold on.” Leng Zhiyuan entered the kitchen.

Zhou Yao glanced at her back view, and the more she fought against him and the more stubborn she was, the more he wanted to subdue her.

She was so docile in front of Ziyi that night, so he shall ask her to fulfill the obligation of a wife and make breakfast for him.

He was unhappy, so he did not want to give her an easy time either.

Ten minutes later, the servant brought out a plate of eggs, and Zhou Yao took a look only to find that it was scorched. He frowned. “What is this? Make it again!”

In the next hour, the servant brought more than ten plates of poached eggs one after another. Leng Zhiyuan was intelligent. As long as she was willing to learn and had the cook’s guidance, her poached eggs were getting better and better. However, Zhou Yao always made her do it again with the reason that this side was burnt or that side was salty.

Leng Zhiyuan did not want to talk to him, so as long as he did not ask for anything undue, she could bear it for two days.

The servants of the whole Zhou family did not dare to make a sound. They all knew that their young master was in a bad mood, but the one in the kitchen was also strong-minded. If only she was willing to show her face and say something nice to the Young Master, wouldn’t this matter regarding poached eggs end?

Sigh!

Just then, the main door opened. Old Master Zhou, Mr. Zhou and Madam Zhou had come back ahead of time.

At a glance, Old Master Zhou saw that Zhou Yao was sitting on the dining chair like an arrogant idler, and there were so many plates of poached eggs in front of him. Old Master Zhou immediately asked, “What are you up to again, you unfilial boy?”

Zhou Yao’s father and mother frowned. His mother asked the servant, “Where is Young Madam?”

The servant took a cautious look at Zhou Yao, then whispered, “Young Madam is...in the kitchen.”