Married to his secret crush Chapter 17
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While the couple was inside the bedroom, a person had his ear stuck to the door to sense some movement from inside.
Steward Gu sighed helplessly when he could not hear anything. Before he could think of any other ways to do so, the phone in his pocket began ringing.
He quickly dashed away from the door before the couple could sense his presence. Walking down the stairs, he swiftly entered his room before closing the door behind.
After ensuring that it was all safe, he pulled out the phone from his pocket before picking up the call.
Back in Jun Zixuan's condominium, Shen Lihua crossed one leg above another as she leaned back on the couch with her gaze on the phone. The moment the call was connected, she brought it closer to her ear, "Gu Chen, how was it?" Her voice was gentle, so gentle that it made one feel the tranquility in the air.
"Madam, the room's soundproofing is very good…My ears can't get past to know what is transpiring behind the hidden doors," The man sounded apologetic.
Shen Lihua closed her eyes, "You mean to say that it did not work?"
Steward Gu hurriedly explained, "Although I can't hear anything but Master's alcohol tolerance can be relied on for the success of your plan. And as for Miss Yu, she is obsessed with him. Although recently, she has been avoiding him like some dirty disease but I believe it is this generation's latest weapon to get their lover's attention."
"Oh, what weapon is it?" Shen Lihua asked softly.
Steward Gu coughed feeling a little embarrassed, "It's called playing hard-to-get."
The woman sighed, "I am not holding it against you that you did not bother to tell me when she woke up from the coma. But, there is no next time." She hung up as soon as she finished talking.
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A soft smile graced her lips as she mumbled, "With my weak and drunk son there, I hope Yu Mei takes the initiative to leap on him."
The next morning, Yu Mei's alarm clock kept ringing at its usual time. And it frustrated her to no end.
Her body was feeling like a truck has run over it. She felt so tired to move, let alone exercise. She tried to open her eyes but it felt like someone has sealed them shut with a potent glue. It won't open however she tried. Her mind felt so fuzzy, she was so sleepy…. She wanted to sleep for a few days.
"Uhh…" Just as she was about to move to a comfortable position, she felt something wet on her cheeks. Then, she felt sleek and wet tongue roaming on it. "Max….it's so itchy," she mumbled only to wince when she felt a slight pain.
"Stop it, Max," She shouted pushing away the weight off her body with her knees but her eyes snapped open a second later and realization dawned upon her. She immediately pushed herself to sit on the bed.
"Arghh…" One second Jun Jixuan was eating the jelly cake prepared by his mother and in the other second, someone shouted near his ear again and again before finally pushing him away.
'Stop it, Max?'
His eyes snapped open and the first thing that came to his view was a round face staring at him with wide eyes.
Yu Mei was sitting with her elbows pressed on her thighs while her face was placed in her palms. She stared at the man with a little confusion and a lot of appreciation.
Perfect creatures will always be perfect. His golden ash blonde hair was all messy, his shirt was crumpled with the top few buttons left unbuttoned giving her the view of his tanned chest.
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The sunlight shining on him made him appear like a painter's most exquisite art.
Those long eyelashes….as a woman, even hers were not that long.
Just as she was observing his face intently, the man opened his eyes leaving her stunned. Those eyes were of the chestnut shade with flecks of gold in them…they shone as the sunrays grazed past them.
"Awake? Do you have a hangover?" She asked as he pushed himself to sit on the king-sized bed before leaning back on the headrest.
Jun Zixuan looked at her blankly as the memories of the previous night flashed in his mind.
*Flashback*
"Mom, here is the wine," He brought the bottle to the round dining table before passing it to her.
"Ah Xuan, come here, sit beside me," Shen Lihua pointed to the chair beside her, "See, I've made all your favorite food, there is also this jelly cake that you have liked since you were a kid."
Jun Zixuan looked at her, "You didn't have to do all this," he said.
"I did this for my precious, what is wrong with that?" She picked up the wine bottle and poured a little in her glass before taking his glass.
Precious? Jun Zixuan frowned. Why was there a feeling of foreboding?
Shen Lihua poured the wine until his glass was filled to the brim. She passed it to him.
He held the glass before looking at her "My alcohol tole…"
She interrupted him, "When I asked you to marry Mei, you could've rejected it but you didn't," she said.
"That was because…"
"I know your reason. You don't need to tell me because I won't feel guilty about it. I never forced it on you, you could have backed out from it," she softly murmured before looking at him. A softly smile played on her lips, "But you are my precious. And I am touched by the fact that you did it for me. How could I be angry with you? Let's toast to your perseverance."
Knowing that there was no way out of this, he raised the glance before gulping all the contents in one go.
Shen Lihua elegantly raised her glass before sipping the little wine that she had poured in it.
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