In an instant, Gu Zixuan’s hoarse voice was filled with anger to the point of being indescribable, "Feng Chengjin! Isn’t this too much!" Feng Chengjin said nothing, glanced at the demon by his feet, then glanced at the direction of the entrance, and let out a deep, intense chuckle. Gu Zixuan’s heart trembled, as if she understood something. Not trusting, she picked up the demon, opened the bathroom door and walked toward the entrance, while angrily rebuking, "You say, will you keep causing trouble in the future! If you keep causing trouble, I’ll hit you." On the way, she pinched the demon a few times, and it immediately let out a few pitiful "woo, woo" sounds. Gu Zixuan carefully pressed herself against the door, hearing what seemed to be a sigh from the other side, followed by a slight movement of the metal handle above her head, as if something was being released, then footsteps moved away, causing her heart to tumble like waves. What shocked her even more was, cautiously opening a crack in the door, she actually heard Brother Yu walking to Yu Wei’s door, knocking and saying, "I’ll be staying here tonight, anything you want to eat for breakfast tomorrow?" Immediately, Gu Zixuan couldn’t help but close the door, her heart swaying as she leaned against the door frame, simply unable to believe what she had just experienced. Escaping unharmed and drenched in sweat, she immediately but imperceptibly turned the lock from inside, nervously swallowing her heartbeat. Then she quickly walked to the man who had already come out of the bathroom and was now beside her wardrobe, silently mouthed, "How did you know he sensed it?" Her voice was quick and full of fear. Feng Chengjin coldly smiled as he flipped through the wardrobe, glancing at her lightly, "Is it hard to guess? Yu Yuanshen isn’t the kind to chat with you for hours on end, is he?" Especially with the demon being so calm inside... Gu Zixuan was truly thrown into chaos, thinking about the scenes from before. Facing Feng Chengjin who she didn’t understand what he was looking for in the wardrobe, she only thought his constantly moving slender fingers were handsome and couldn’t help but say, "So, you kept making the demon make noises to remind me, to use the excuse of worrying about the demon, to carry him out?" "What else?" Feng Chengjin chuckled, shook his head, "But I didn’t think you’d be stupid enough to believe I was in a hurry, using a more obvious way to invite him out." Realizing where the problem lay, Gu Zixuan collapsed completely, sincerely unable to understand how the men around her all seemed to have such high emotional intelligence, leaving her wondering how to live. But hearing Feng Chengjin’s disdain, Gu Zixuan still angrily retorted, "You’re the stupid one!" The small burst of anger made Feng Chengjin lower his gaze to the side, a curve forming at the corner of his lips. This smile was too charming and profound, causing Gu Zixuan’s face to redden, and she couldn’t help but lower her head. Feng Chengjin smiled as he turned his face back, continuing to search through the wardrobe, frowning slightly, "There’s really not a single piece of men’s clothing." "Why would there be men’s..." Gu Zixuan’s heart trembled, speaking half-way, then seeing Feng Chengjin’s still revealed chest, she suddenly realized something, her eyes widened in shock, "You’re not planning to stay here tonight, are you?" "If not here, then where?" He sneered, walking towards the bathroom, "Do you really think Yu Yuanshen can leave tonight?" For Feng Chengjin to predict Yu Yuanshen’s movements once more, Gu Zixuan truly felt no time to sigh or admire his intelligence. Watching him clearly intending to shower, she followed in a panic, "But he can’t stay either! Wait a moment, wait until he sleeps..." "Sorry, I won’t wait." Feng Chengjin glanced around the bathroom, noting the absence of a spare toothbrush, only a little beige toothbrush inserted in a pretty swan-shaped crystal cup, he pursed his lips. Seeing this, Gu Zixuan snatched the cup and toothbrush, hiding them behind her back, "You can’t wait even if you have to! I won’t let you stay!" "Tch~" Feng Chengjin sneered, glancing at the entrance, "Alright then, if you’ll allow me to leave now, I’ll go." "You." Gu Zixuan was speechless, and Feng Chengjin chuckled, extending his long arm around her back, leaning close to her face, "You already kissed, are you afraid of sharing a toothbrush? Besides...calculate how long you made me wait today, and still want me to wait? Gu Zixuan, that’s not how you bully people." With that, his expression turned serious, and he snatched the toothbrush and crystal cup. His arrogant demeanor made Gu Zixuan gasp, feeling the tingling sensation of his breath stirring her lips, her face involuntarily turned red, unaware of who was bullying whom! But it was too late to stop him, Feng Chengjin quickly squeezed toothpaste and took water, placing the toothbrush into his mouth. Feeling the deepened intimacy between them, remembering the earlier kiss that nearly melted into each other, Gu Zixuan’s face became as red as ripe cherries. Her heart was pounding chaotically. Yet Feng Chengjin seemed unaware of her nervousness, after brushing his teeth, he took her towel to wipe his lips, then began unbuckling his belt right in front of her. The sound of the metal buckle made Gu Zixuan’s heart tremble, quickly raising her eyes in shock. Watching him pull down the zipper, she let out an "Ah!" scream. She dared not truly scream, quickly covering her mouth, swallowing her terror into her throat, her forehead a hot mess, swiftly pulling the bathroom door shut and leaving. Her flushed, embarrassed escapade caused Feng Chengjin to smile with his eyes bent, yet, lowering his gaze, realizing despite undoing his pants, his calmly worn boxers with nearly two hours of reaction had him shaking his head. After all, Gu Zixuan had hidden him all night...her unwillingness and reluctance, he sighed, furrowing his brows tightly. Feng Chengjin showered quickly, out in almost 20 minutes. Without any pajamas or men’s clothes to change into, he could only make do by putting on his own pants. However, he truly didn’t want to wear the shirt, as it would be uncomfortable to sleep in. He draped a bath towel over himself as he walked barefoot on the red hardwood floor, raising his hand to rub his damp hair. The steam on his skin gave it an unusual hue, and as droplets of water that hadn’t been dried in time slid down his chest muscles, Gu Zixuan, who had never seen a man right after a bath, felt almost overwhelmed, nearly getting a nosebleed. Not to mention, the posture of his raised hand was both aristocratic and elegant, making every move captivate a woman’s heart. This damned man is teasing her, this damned man is teasing her again! This damned man must be teasing her! Her face flushed, and she tried to suppress the fluttering in her heart, turning her face away to avoid looking at him. Previously, she had fallen for a man like He Qimo because of his appearance and aura; she was determined not to get caught in another "He Qimo". Feng Chengjin looked up and was about to ask her which side of the bed she preferred to sleep on, when he noticed Gu Zixuan turning away, ignoring him. His brows furrowed deeply, and he asked, "Aren’t you going to shower?" "No! I’ll wait to send you off later!" Resolutely, Feng Chengjin pursed his lips tightly, deciding not to say anything more. He dried his hair with the towel, feeling his fingers were somewhat dry, then wiped off the droplets on his body, and threw the towel on the bedside table before pulling over the blanket to lie on one side of the bed. Gu Zixuan had a sudden impulse to hit someone. But being a socialite for years, she had never hit anyone, and Feng Chengjin was so tall. Even the reporters who sneakily took her pictures were defeated by him, could she really beat him? Gu Zixuan was not sure about this possibility. Meanwhile, Feng Chengjin, lying on his side inside the bed, exuded a cold air. Imagine, having a wife you can see but cannot touch, losing her for eight years was one thing, finally having fate bring them together again, but now there’s an added Yu Yuanshen in the middle. For some reason, through Gu Zixuan’s attitude towards him and the tangled events of the past eight years, he had a strong feeling. This time, it might be even harder to win her over than the last. She had grown up... She was no longer a girl who would dedicate herself solely to love. What she wanted was a family and stability, which he... feared he couldn’t offer more than Yu Yuanshen could... Feng Chengjin closed his eyes, lying quietly without a hint that he intended to do anything. The contour of his slender form under the bedspread evoked not only admiration but also awe. Gu Zixuan observed him from the side, feeling tangled and unsure of what to say. Should she really let him sleep here? But clearly, he wasn’t willing to leave. Also, thinking about what he said before, it wasn’t without reason... How long had she made him wait today? Looking at the clock, it amounted to more than six hours. Guilt made her feel that letting him wait for Brother Yu to sleep and then driving him away was indeed unfair to him. Besides, Brother Yu was already suspicious. Leaving him here might not be a wise decision anyway. But if she thought about not letting him go, in an instant, many speechless and frustrating realities flooded her mind. How could she sleep at night? If she didn’t sleep, was she supposed to sit through the night? If she slept, was she really going to share the bed with him? If she slept a whole night with him, given Feng Chengjin’s temperament, he might assume she was willing to be with him! Content originally comes from N0velFire.ɴet Gu Zixuan was in a turmoil, not knowing what to do. Of course, what she found most confusing and baffling was—Feng Chengjin didn’t know she was divorced. Merely based on their mutual understanding that she and He Qimo were divorcing, he blatantly felt free to kiss her. Where did his motivation and standpoint come from? Feng Chengjin was not someone who disregarded morals and propriety, so a deeper confusion wafted around her heart, weighing heavily like a net enveloping her. With all his qualifications, it made no sense that he wouldn’t consider the realities and be attracted to her. She didn’t believe that liking alone could compel a man to humble himself and endure so much. His feelings for her... could there be more complex emotions beyond pure affection?