Chapter 78 You Are Mine

When it was time to sleep, Lin Xiyin didn't want to sleep in the bed.

Perhaps considering the need to care for patients, the room, which is similar to a hotel suite, has two beds.

The two beds were very close together.

The kind where you can reach out and touch the other person.

Lin Xiyin didn't want to be so close to Pei Muye.

She felt the sofa was quite large, and she could sleep on it without any problem.

But Pei Muye wouldn't let it go and told her to go to bed.

Finally, he even got off the hospital bed, walked to the sofa, and bent down to hug her.

"Are you crazy!" Lin Xiyin exclaimed, sitting up abruptly. "You're a patient!"

"Then don't go against me." Pei Muye looked down at her. "Go to bed and behave yourself."

Lin Xiyin angrily hugged the quilt and walked towards the bed.

Pei Muye curled the corners of his lips behind her.

Lin Xiyin lay on the bed, turned to her side, trying to keep herself as far away from Pei Muye as possible.

"Am I a jackal or a ferocious beast?" Pei Muye's voice seemed to be right behind her: "Why are you hiding from me like this?"

Lin Xiyin remained silent.

Pei Muye said again, "No matter what, you're pregnant now, what can I possibly do?"

"Then what about before..."

Lin Xiyin stopped mid-sentence, realizing it was unnecessary.

Why bother arguing with him so much?

It might even have given the man a reason to bring up that kiss.

Sure enough, Pei Muye said, "My kissing you doesn't mean... I want to do 'that' with you."

Lin Xiyin pretended to be dead and stopped talking altogether.

Pei Muye said, "Can't I kiss my wife?"

Lin Xiyin covered herself with the blanket.

But it didn't work.

Pei Muye's words still reached her ears clearly.

He said, "We're not divorced yet, and if I want to have sex, you can't refuse. But you're pregnant now, so I definitely won't touch you. So, is it such a heinous crime for me to just kiss you?"

Lin Xiyin couldn't help but throw off the covers and sit up to look at him: "Pei Muye, kissing is something only two people in love can do! We're getting a divorce, do you think we're still suitable to do such intimate things? Or are you saying that you can just find someone to do this kind of thing and don't care who the other person is!"

"Is that the kind of person you think I am?"

Lin Xiyin said, "But that's exactly what you did!"

"I've only ever done this with you!" Pei Muye's voice was filled with anger.

He paced back and forth by the bed twice, and even scratched his hair.

To be honest, this was the first time Lin Xiyin had seen him like this.

The man seemed trapped in a predicament, like a helpless little animal unable to find a way out.

But she knew very well that Pei Muye was not a pitiful and harmless person.

He always said that Chi Tianlin was ruthless and shrewd in doing business, but in fact, he was able to take the Pei family's business to the next level and spread the business all over the world. Was it because of his affability?

Lin Xiyin didn't believe it.

No merchant is without cunning.

Pei Muye is no good either.

Lin Xiyin ignored his words, lay down on her side, and covered herself with the blanket again.

She heard footsteps, and the next second, her blanket was pulled back.

"What exactly do you want?!"

Lin Xiyin felt that since deciding to start a new life, she had become much bolder in front of Pei Muye.

Indeed, fear arises from love.

She no longer loves him, so naturally she has lost her reverence for him.

Even though we viewed him through a lens of filters and halos before, looking at him now, we've discovered many flaws in Pei Muye.

Pei Muye braced his hands on the edge of the bed, staring at her at close range.

Lin Xiyin stared at him for two seconds, then looked away.

Yes, Pei Muyi has many shortcomings.

But Lin Xiyin couldn't honestly say there was anything wrong with his face.

Or rather, all that's left of that scoundrel is his face, which is flawless.

“I think we need to have a deeper discussion,” Pei Muyi began. “It seems you have many misunderstandings about me.”

"So what?" Lin Xiyin no longer cared: "What kind of person you are has nothing to do with me. Pei Muyi, whether you are good or bad, after our divorce, I will never have anything to do with you again."

"Lin Xiyin".

He called her name.

Lin Xiyin pretended not to hear.

"How can you be so heartless? You're pregnant, and you still want a divorce." Pei Muye reached out and touched her face: "For whom? If it's not Tang Yishen, then it must be... your unforgettable first love?"

Lin Xiyin pushed his hand away, her eyes filled with doubt and anger: "Pei Muyi, just because you've done something immoral, does that mean everyone else is like you?"

"What do you mean I did something immoral? Lin Xiyin, explain yourself clearly!"

“If it were before, I would definitely have explained it to you clearly,” Lin Xiyin said. “But now, there’s no need.”

What do you mean by "it's unnecessary"?

"We're getting a divorce anyway, what's the point of saying all this?"

Just then, Lin Xiyin's phone rang.

Pei Muye asked directly, "Who would call you so late!"

"None of your business!"

Lin Xiyin threw off the covers, got out of bed, and walked outside with her phone in her hand.

When she returned, she found Pei Muye had gone into the restroom.

The call was from Xiao Ruoyi.

Pei Muye said that Lin Zihao owed money, and if he didn't pay it back, people would take his fingers.

Lin Xiyin asked Xiao Ruoyi to find someone to help her investigate.

Just now, Xiao Ruoyi said that Lin Zihao went gambling.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiyin felt a sense of irony, as if she had just realized it.

When Pei Muyi came out of the bathroom, Lin Xiyin covered herself with the blanket and pretended to be asleep.

After that, Pei Muye didn't say anything more.

The room quickly fell silent.

Lin Xiyin, who was fast asleep, was awakened by a sharp cracking sound.

She sat up abruptly and, through the lights of the hospital corridor, saw Pei Muye waving his arms.

The glass on the bedside table is gone.

Lin Xiyin thought he was having a nightmare. After hesitating for two seconds, she got out of bed and grabbed Pei Muye's arm.

This touch was terrible; Pei Muye was burned to the bone.

She touched his forehead and found he indeed had a fever.

She quickly went to call the doctor.

It was already past midnight when the on-duty doctor came to check on me and prescribed fever reducers.

Lin Xiyin was instructed to wipe Pei Muyi's body to lower his fever using physical methods.

After everyone left, Lin Xiyin really wanted to make a phone call to summon Ming Qingwan to serve Pei Muyi.

Ming Qingwan would probably be happy to undress Pei Muyi and wipe his body.

But Lin Xiyin finally sighed, resignedly took a wet towel, and wiped him down.

The doctor just said that I can rub it on my neck, palms, elbows, armpits, and groin.

Lin Xiyin thought that the groin area was out of the question.

She considered it more than enough that she wiped his upper body.

It went smoothly at first, but when she tried to lift Pei Muye's arm to wipe his armpits, the man opened his eyes.

The doctor said his temperature was very high and he might be delirious.

Lin Xiyin didn't hear what he said, but now she saw him open his eyes.

My heart skipped a beat.

Pei Muye's eyes were dark and deep, like the dark seabed, making it impossible to see how many undercurrents and emotions were hidden.

But now, his eyes are still dark, but they have lost their depth and unfathomable quality.

All that remains is innocence and confusion.

It was amazing; she never expected that one day she would be able to see these two things in Pei Muye's eyes.

It's probably due to a high fever.

Pei Muye just stared at her, his large hand still gripping her wrist.

His palms were very hot.

Actually, in the past, when the two of them did that kind of thing in bed, Pei Muye's body would get very hot.

Especially the palms of the hands.

He gripped her waist, the warmth of his palms seeming to melt her.

But today, it's exceptionally hot.

Lin Xiyin tried to suppress her past memories and attempted to reason with Pei Muyi: "You have a fever now, stop making a fuss, let me wipe you down, it will help lower your temperature..."

"Soft."

Lin Xiyin's heart skipped a beat.

Pei Muyi is insane!

Why are you suddenly calling her by her nickname?!

She spoke with a stern face: "President Pei, don't call me that."

"Why can't I scream?" The man's burning palm pressed against her wrist, his dark eyes looking at her. "Everyone else can scream, why can't I?"

He practically shouted the last sentence!

Lin Xiyin wouldn't argue with a sick person.

She used her other hand to pry Pei Muye's hand off: "Let go..."

Pei Muye suddenly hugged her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pressing her face tightly against his chest.

He hugged her but wasn't still being honest; he slipped one hand inside her clothes and expertly began to grope her upwards.

"Ruanruan, Ruanruan..." he murmured her nickname, "So soft, so very soft..."

Lin Xiyin trembled, not for any other reason than a conditioned reflex to his movements.

But she quickly became furious.

What does Pei Muyi consider her name to be?

The way he pronounced the name sounded strangely... different?

Lin Xiyin forcefully pulled his hand away.

He looked up, his gaze lost and tinged with a hint of grievance.

Lin Xiyin pushed him away: "Pei Muye! What are you doing!"

"I want to hold you...I want to hold you." Pei Muyi hugged her again: "Ruanruan, you are mine, you are mine..."

Lin Xiyin was in a real bind; she now truly regretted not having invited Ming Qingwan.

Pei Muyi was very strong, and she was worried about his injuries, so she didn't dare to use her strength.

He just held her like that, calling out softly.

In the end, Lin Xiyin couldn't even look at her nickname the same way anymore.

"Ruanruan, Ruanruan is mine..."

No one can hug you.

"Chi Tianlin... what is Chi Tianlin? Don't call him that!"

"Ruanruan, Ruanruan, don't be angry..."

Lin Xiyin kept a straight face, expressionless.

But I was actually a little surprised.

She had never seen Pei Muyi look like this before.

Pei Muyi used to get drunk, but when he was drunk, he didn't speak; his eyes were just terrifyingly deep, and when he wanted her, he was exceptionally powerful.

But he wouldn't say such nonsense.

Just like...

Just like a real couple, they were bickering, and he was being affectionate.

But how could that be?

Pei Muyi must have gone mad from the fever.

Lin Xiyin remained still and silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Pei Muye finally released her, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Xiyin stayed by his side and wiped him several times, barely sleeping all night.

Pei Muye's fever subsided in the early hours of the morning.

But around 7 a.m., before he woke up, his temperature rose again.

The doctor came over, said there was still inflammation in my body, prescribed some medicine, and also said I could drink some porridge.

Lin Xiyin went to buy it for him. When she came back, she pushed open the door and saw someone sitting by Pei Muye's bed.