Chapter 275: Caring so much about other men

Yun Zheng covered Cen Lian'an with a quilt, poured a basin of water to wipe her face, and asked the servant to cook some sobering soup. After feeding her the soup, she tiptoed out of the room.

In the living room, Fu Linghe was standing in front of the French window and making a phone call. He saw Yun Zheng coming out from the corner of his eye, hung up the phone, and walked towards her. "She's asleep."

"Well, I'm tired." Yun Zheng rubbed his shoulders tiredly and walked towards the sofa.

Jiang Chenyu, who was originally sitting on the sofa playing games, put away his phone when he saw Yun Zheng coming out and politely greeted her, "Sister-in-law."

Yun Zheng nodded slightly, "Doctor Jiang, thank you for your help just now."

There was a little wine stain on his cuff, and the color of that small spot was obviously much darker than the rest. "My sister-in-law, you are so polite. It's my due."

Yun Zheng also noticed the wine stain on his cuffs and gently reminded him, "Doctor Jiang, your clothes are dirty. Can I find you something to change into?"

Jiang Chenyu glanced down at his cuffs and was about to say, "Sorry to bother you, sister-in-law."

Fu Linghe had walked over and sat directly next to Yun Zheng. He gently placed his slender fingers on her shoulders and began to knead them with moderate force.

"Let him find it himself." Fu Linghe said in a light tone, his eyes swept across Jiang Chenyu's sleeves, and added, "It's not his first time here, he's familiar with the place."

Jiang Chenyu raised his eyebrows and curled his lips in grievance, "Okay, okay, I'll go and be self-reliant."

He stood up and walked towards the guest rooms on the second floor with a familiar look, teasing as he walked, "Boss, you're such a stingy guy! You look at my sister-in-law like she's the apple of your eye."

Fu Linghe ignored him, only lowered his eyes to look at Yun Zheng's slightly tired profile, and asked in a low voice, "Are you tired?"

Yun Zheng hummed softly, leaned back into the sofa, and let his fingers relieve the pain in her shoulders and neck.

She closed her eyes, then suddenly remembered something, opened her eyes again and looked at Jiang Chenyu's back, "Doctor Jiang, there are new shirts in the leftmost compartment of Ling He's cloakroom wardrobe, and they are still unopened."

Jiang Chenyu turned around and smiled at her, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

Fu Linghe groaned softly and applied a little force with his fingers. Yun Zheng couldn't help but cry out, "It hurts..."

He immediately softened his grip, his tone light but full of jealousy, "Are you so obsessed with another man?"

Yun Zheng glanced at him helplessly, "He is a guest and also your friend."

Fu Linghe didn't say anything else, but the temperature at his fingertips softened slightly.

"Jiang Chenyu will stay here for a few days. His parents are urging him to get married recently, so he came to our house to hide." Fu Linghe said softly while helping her massage.

Yun Zheng felt comfortable being massaged by Fu Linghe. She narrowed her eyes slightly and replied lazily, "Well, I'll tell Mrs. Chen to clean up the guest room later."

Fu Linghe hummed a low "hmm," and gently circled her neck with his fingertips. He said in a light tone, "If he dares to disturb you in the middle of the night, I will throw him out."

Yun Zheng couldn't help but laugh out loud, "How can it be so exaggerated? Besides, the sound insulation in our house is pretty good."

Fu Linghe lowered his eyes to look at her, his voice cold, "No matter how good the sound insulation is, it can't withstand his noise. Last time, he was hungry in the middle of the night and ran to the kitchen to search the refrigerator. He even broke a bunch of plates."

"Then let Mrs. Chen prepare some snacks for him and put them in his room this time, so he won't have to toss and turn in the middle of the night."

Fu Linghe snorted lightly and said nothing more.

Yun Zheng leaned in his arms, and suddenly thought of something. She looked up at him, "Oh, right, his parents are urging him to get married...would you like to introduce him to some friends?"

Fu Linghe raised his eyebrows, "You are worried."

Yun Zheng blinked, "We can't really let him hide in our house forever, right?"

Fu Linghe was silent for two seconds, then said calmly, "He will handle it himself, don't worry about it."

Yun Zheng knew that he didn't want her to worry, so she didn't say anything more. She just said "hmm" softly and leaned back into his arms.

Not long after, Jiang Chenyu changed his shirt and came downstairs. He looked refreshed and had a bottle of red wine in his hand. He smiled and shook it, "Boss, I took it from your wine cabinet. Do you mind?"

Fu Linghe glanced at him coldly and said, "Put it down."

Jiang Chenyu sighed exaggeratedly, "Why are you so stingy?"

He said this without putting down the wine in his hand. Instead, he sat down on the sofa opposite, his eyes sparkling. "Sister-in-law, what are we having for dinner tonight? I've been craving the sweet and sour pork ribs made by Sister Chen for a long time."

Yun Zheng was about to answer when Fu Linghe spoke first, "Order takeout yourself."

Jiang Chenyu widened his eyes and complained, "Boss, you are too ruthless, aren't you?"

Yun Zheng smiled and tried to smooth things over. "Mrs. Chen happened to buy some spareribs today. I'll tell her later."

Jiang Chenyu immediately smiled and said, "Sister-in-law is still the best!"

Fu Linghe looked at him expressionlessly, gently pinched the back of Yun Zheng's neck with his fingers, and whispered, "Don't spoil him."

Yun Zheng smiled, held his hand, and gently pinched his fingertips as a way of comforting him.

Jiang Chenyu watched the two interacting and covered his eyes exaggeratedly, "Oh my, this is so cruel to single people! I can't bear to watch this, I'd better go to the kitchen to find Sister Chen to bond with me!"

After saying that, he ran away.

Fu Linghe looked at his back and scoffed, "You can only keep him for three days at most, no more!"

"There are so many rooms, he can stay as long as he wants. It's more fun with more people!"

Yun Zheng had been enjoying his massage with her eyes narrowed, but when she noticed the pressure suddenly eased, her eyelashes trembled and she opened her eyes to look at him, "What's wrong?"

Fu Linghe lowered his eyes, his fingertips lightly brushing the skin of her neck, and asked with a half-smile, "Do you really like the hustle and bustle?"

She didn't react for a moment and blinked, "Huh? Having a lot of people at home is not good..."

Before she could finish her words, he suddenly leaned forward, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe, his voice hoarse, "Then let's try harder?"

Yun Zheng instantly understood what he meant, and her ears instantly burned. She quickly reached out to push him away, "You...be serious!"

Fu Linghe scoffed and stroked her red earlobe with his fingertips. "So, Madam, you only say you like lively occasions?"

Yun Zheng just stared at the man blankly, not knowing what to say.

Now she is saying that it is wrong to like it and it is wrong to dislike it!

At this moment, Jiang Chenyu's exaggerated praise came from the room, "Mrs. Chen, your cooking skills are really a waste of talent to stay in the old family. Your cooking skills are even better than those of a five-star chef in a hotel!"

Mrs. Chen was amused by Jiang Chenyu. "Doctor Jiang, you are so sweet. If it tastes good, eat more."

Yun Zheng heard the noise coming from the kitchen, and unnoticeably broke free from Fu Linghe's arms, straightening her clothes in an attempt to cover up her mistake.

"I... will go upstairs to change my clothes and come back down." After saying that, she quickly turned around and trotted upstairs.

The moment Yun Zheng turned around, her fingertips unconsciously touched her hot cheeks.

She walked quickly up the stairs, her heart beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of her chest.

Fu Linghe's deep voice came from behind, "Why are you running?"

She paused, but didn't dare turn around. She only whispered, "I reek of alcohol. I'll... change."

Fu Linghe watched her back disappear around the corner of the stairs, his lips slightly curled up.

He stood up slowly, straightened his cuffs, and followed her upstairs.