Chapter 31 – Get Back to Your Room and Go to Sleep

After He Yinshao saw the family doctor out of Leng Yan’s room, only then did she seriously look at Leng Yan lying on the bed.

Standing by the door, she lightly rubbed her fingers together. After hesitating for only a short while, she walked over, slipped under Leng Yan’s covers, and pulled her into her arms.

Leng Yan’s body was burning hot. Her cheeks were flushed, and everything from her neck downward had turned pink from the fever.

By now, Leng Yan no longer felt cold.

She felt hot.

And coincidentally, He Yinshao’s closeness made her feel cooler. She fumbled around and rested a hand on He Yinshao’s waist.

Remembering that Leng Yan had only reacted earlier after she called her “Yanyan,” He Yinshao then thought of how that so-called “Sister Luo” had also called Leng Yan “Yanyan” in the car that afternoon.

For some reason, she suddenly felt irritated.

“Leng Yan…” He Yinshao wrapped an arm around her slender shoulders and pressed her lips against Leng Yan’s forehead, carefully avoiding the hand with the IV needle.

“Hot…” Leng Yan shook her head.

“It’s okay. You’ll feel better after some sleep.” He Yinshao patted her back and softly coaxed her.

“Why does that sound kind of Read on BaiLianTaleslike He Yinshao…” Leng Yan couldn’t open her eyes, and her consciousness was still hazy.

“Hehe.” He Yinshao suppressed her laughter and asked softly, “Then what do you think of He Yinshao?”

“Damn woman.”

“Hmm??”

“She’s a damn woman. A real bastard.”

The hand He Yinshao was using to pat Leng Yan’s back nearly lost control of its strength.

“Why?” He Yinshao pinched Leng Yan’s cheek, using a little force.

Leng Yan’s face had slowly been returning to its normal pale complexion as the IV brought her fever down, but after He Yinshao pinched it, two red finger marks were left behind.

“Hurts…” Leng Yan groggily opened her eyes, saw He Yinshao’s face, then closed them again.

After He Yinshao released her cheek, she felt a little regretful.

Yet at the same time, she thought Leng Yan looked beautiful like this—

Fragile.

Being bullied by her.

“Leng Yan? Leng Yan?…” A mischievous impulse suddenly rose in He Yinshao, and she softly called her name.

When the other woman didn’t respond, He Yinshao slowly lowered her head.

Her lips lightly touched Leng Yan’s cheek.

Then she immediately lifted her head again and rested her chin on top of Leng Yan’s head.

She had just kissed Leng Yan!!

He Yinshao’s face instantly became scorching hot again.

Now she could be certain.

Rushing to the villa that morning.

Going out to eat with Leng Yan in the afternoon.

Deliberately driving badly on the way back.

And just now, instinctively kissing Leng Yan’s cheek…

All of it was because she liked Leng Yan.

She liked the Leng Yan of this third life.

“It’s too stuffy…” Leng Yan was having trouble breathing from being held so tightly. She pushed He Yinshao away slightly and turned her back to her.

Because the movement was too large, the collar of Leng Yan’s shirt shifted open slightly, revealing a smooth, jade-white shoulder.

He Yinshao felt a little disappointed when Leng Yan turned away from her.

But that disappointment quickly disappeared when she saw Leng Yan’s rounded shoulder.

Leng Yan was lying on one of her arms, while He Yinshao placed her other hand on Leng Yan’s waist.

Then she lowered her head again and kissed her shoulder.

Her lips lingered there for around half a minute before leaving, leaving behind only a faint kiss mark.

After all, this was the second time He Yinshao had secretly kissed her.

Unlike before, her face wasn’t nearly as red anymore.

A heavy trace of possessiveness appeared in her eyes.

The hand resting on Leng Yan’s waist slowly moved upward. She tugged at [bailiantales.com]the collar of Leng Yan’s wine-red shirt, covering her exposed shoulder again.

Then her fingers continued upward and gently traced across Leng Yan’s face.

Leng Yan shrank back slightly before relaxing again.

Once the IV bag was empty, He Yinshao finally got up and called the family doctor back inside.

The doctor removed the needle. “Just press down with the cotton swab for a few minutes.”

He Yinshao supported Leng Yan’s hand. “Okay.”

“Haah. If there’s nothing else, I’ll head out.” The family doctor was exhausted. It was already one in the morning.

“Alright. Thank you, Doctor.”

“Mm.” The family doctor thoughtfully closed the door behind him.

He Yinshao lowered her eyes, lifted Leng Yan’s hand, and pressed it against her own cheek.

“Your hand is so cold… such a delicate little thing.”

“Cough, cough. He Yinshao, if you’re going to talk badly about me, don’t do it right in front of me…” Leng Yan’s face was still pale, but her eyes were much more alert now. “I’m awake, you know.”

“!”

He Yinshao’s grip on Leng Yan’s hand suddenly tightened, and the cotton swab fell to the floor.

“Hiss!! Stop! It hurts, it hurts!!” Naturally, having her hand suddenly squeezed right after the IV had been removed hurt.

“How much did you hear?” He Yinshao loosened her grip slightly.

If Leng Yan had heard a lot…

Should she just confess directly?

“…” Leng Yan lay on the bed, her eyes still slightly watery from feeling sick. “I just woke up. I only heard you call me a delicate little thing…”

“Alright.” He Yinshao loosened her grip even more.

“So it sounds like you were insulting me with more than just that one line?” Leng Yan looked at He Yinshao.

There was no anger in her eyes.

Instead, there was a hint of amusement.

“I wasn’t…” He Yinshao tucked Leng Yan’s hand back under the blanket. “Go back to sleep for a while. Don’t go to work tomorrow.”

“I can’t… I still have to go.” Leng Yan sounded helpless.

“Why? Because that ‘Sister Luo’ is at your company too?” He Yinshao frowned and leaned over, lightly pressing herself against Leng Yan.

“What are you talking about…” Leng Yan turned her head aside. “Cough, cough. I still have a pile of contracts to deal with at the company, and I have two meetings tomorrow… When would I even have time to rest?”

“Leng Yan.” He Yinshao buried her face against the crook of Leng Yan’s neck and shoulder, making it impossible to read her emotions. “Are you going to marry Luo Jibai for an alliance later?”

“Maybe.” Leng Yan seriously considered it, then sighed softly.

If a marriage alliance could also keep her from dying, she could join forces with Luo Jibai to fight He Feng.

“Do you like that Sister Luo?”

“…”

Leng Yan fell silent.

She was somewhat annoyed by He Yinshao’s behavior.

Why was she asking such a private question?

“None of your business.” Leng Yan shoved He Yinshao away. “Get back to your room and go to sleep.”

After being pushed away, He Yinshao’s face came into view.

She looked disappointed.

She stood there with her lips pressed together, said nothing, and walked out of Leng Yan’s bedroom.

“Phew…” Leng Yan rolled over.

Her back was soaked with sweat from the fever.

She needed another shower…

Leng Yan lifted the blanket and slowly shuffled into the bathroom, one step at a time.

She took off the wine-red shirt and lowered herself into the bathtub.

Then she heard footsteps.

“Hmm??”

Leng Yan’s little brain froze.

She sat completely still in the bathtub, listening carefully for where the sound was coming from.

Then she realized—

It was coming from directly above her.

He Yinshao was staying in the room directly above hers????

Leng Yan was a little shocked.

The bath bomb was still dissolving in the water while He Yinshao’s footsteps kept coming from upstairs.

The sound wasn’t particularly clear, but it was impossible to ignore.

Leng Yan originally thought she could just endure it.

But He Yinshao’s footsteps kept coming from above.

Finally unable to tolerate it anymore, Leng Yan grabbed the phone from the bathroom counter and sent her a message.

[Are you up there trying to rack up your WeChat step count or something?]

[?]

He Yinshao’s reply arrived.