Chapter 43 Did you say something you shouldn't have said?

Before they knew it, the sky had gradually turned pale, and the sunlight poured in through the undrawn curtains, shining directly on Yun Zheng's face.

Yun Zheng slowly woke up in the dim light. She opened her eyes drowsily and raised her hand to cover her eyes gently, but she always felt that it was of no use.

She turned around in annoyance, facing away from the light, and burrowed deeper into the bed.

Yun Zheng's hand fell squarely on Fu Linghe's strong eight-pack abs.

She had just woken up and was still groggy. She didn't know what it was, but she felt it felt nice, so she subconsciously squeezed it gently.

Moreover, her bed was unusually warm today. The side she had not slept in was even warmer than the one she was lying on.

No, wait, wasn't she... taking care of Fu Linghe in his room last night?

Yun Zheng suddenly came to her senses and immediately lifted the quilt to take a look. She saw Fu Linghe's handsome face infinitely magnified in front of her.

They were both lying on the same bed, and what was even more awkward was that her hands were still resting on his abdominal muscles.

The point is that Fu Linghe is still awake!

If he hadn't woken up, Yun Zheng could still pretend nothing had happened, but this...

I want to die, I want to die more than just a little bit!

Yun Zheng withdrew her hand from the man's abdominal muscles as if she had been electrocuted. Her face flushed red, and she hurriedly pulled the quilt over her, trying to hide her embarrassment.

"I'm...I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it." She stammered and apologized.

Yun Zheng lowered her head like a little ostrich.

Fu Linghe looked at Yun Zheng's panic-stricken look and couldn't help but find it funny and cute.

He was worried that Yun Zheng would feel suffocated, so he helped her pull the quilt open a little. "It's okay. Thank you for taking care of me last night."

Yun Zheng met Fu Linghe's deep and affectionate eyes and was captivated for a moment, but suddenly the mobile phone wallpaper she saw yesterday came to her mind.

She sobered up instantly and distanced herself from the two of them. When she spoke again, her shyness was gone, and her cold tone carried a hint of alienation. "Are you feeling unwell anywhere else?"

"Thanks to my lady's care, I'm almost well now." Fu Linghe was still immersed in his own little world and didn't notice anything unusual. He was still being mean to Yun Zheng.

"That's good." Yun Zheng said indifferently, then lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed.

Fu Linghe instantly realized her intention, and quickly pulled her back and held her tightly in his arms.

Fu Linghe lowered his head, his warm breath spraying on Yun Zheng's ears. His deep, magnetic voice was filled with temptation, "It's still early, sleep a little longer."

Yun Zheng's heart trembled violently, but reason was pulling her back hard.

She pushed Fu Linghe's chest hard, her voice revealing a hint of determination, "Fu Linghe, let me go!"

Fu Linghe noticed Yun Zheng's resistance and was full of doubts, but he still let go of her hand.

Yun Zheng quickly stood up and left the room without even turning her head.

Returning to her room, Yun Zheng locked the door and leaned against it, tears streaming down her face.

She really couldn't understand why Fu Linghe would bother her when he clearly had someone else in his heart!

Fu Linghe, who was in the next room, stared blankly at the closed door, feeling a strong sense of unease in his heart.

He carefully recalled everything that happened from last night to this morning. Yun Zheng's attitude changed too suddenly, but he had no idea what was going on.

She was apparently fine just now, how come she suddenly became like this after just a few words?

Fu Linghe was puzzled. He didn't seem to have done anything excessive.

Could it be because he just hugged her without her consent?

Apart from this reason, Fu Linghe really couldn't think of any other reason.

Fu Linghe had no intention of lying there anymore, so he immediately jumped off the bed, not even bothering to change his clothes. He just put on his slippers and pajamas and walked out of the room.

He hesitated at Yun Zheng's door for a long time, raised and put down his hand many times, and finally put his hand back in disappointment.

Butler Feng was going upstairs to deliver medicine to Fu Linghe when he saw this scene and couldn't help but stop.

Fu Linghe frowned and turned around, just in time to meet Butler Feng's eyes.

"Master, Master Jiang has prescribed some medicine for you. Please take it on an empty stomach when you wake up in the morning, and then have your meal half an hour later." Butler Feng said as he handed over the tray of medicine.

Fu Linghe looked at the medicine but did not take it immediately. He turned his gaze to Yun Zheng's closed door again, frowning.

He glanced at Butler Feng and spoke with a lack of interest, "Put it in the room first. I'll eat it later."

Butler Feng nodded slightly, but did not leave. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Master, are you having a quarrel with the Young Madam?"

"Madam is very worried about you. When she called me yesterday, she..." Butler Feng carefully observed Fu Linghe's expression, and hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Fu Linghe asked nervously.

After receiving Fu Linghe's signal, Butler Feng continued, "Madam was so anxious that she cried. She asked me to find a doctor to come and see you, and she took care of you by your bedside all night."

When Fu Linghe heard this, his heart felt like it was being grabbed by an invisible hand, and the pain instantly spread throughout his body.

Judging from what Butler Feng said, Yun Zheng clearly cared about him, but Fu Linghe couldn't understand why she was so cold to him for no apparent reason?

"Butler Feng, you just said that it was Jiang Chenyu who came to see me last night." Fu Linghe frowned and asked, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Butler Feng was a little confused, but he still answered Fu Linghe's question truthfully, "Yes, it was Young Master Jiang who came here in person last night."

Fu Linghe's brows were tightly knitted together. It was impossible for Yun Zheng's attitude towards him to change so drastically suddenly.

Could it be that brat Jiang Chenyu said something he shouldn’t have said to Yun Zheng last night?

His uneasiness mixed with jealousy instantly surged into his heart. Fu Linghe turned around and went back to his room, immediately took out his cell phone and called Jiang Chenyu.

Jiang Chenyu, who was still asleep on the other end of the phone, was woken up by the call and was a little unhappy. "Who is it? Can't you let me sleep so early in the morning?"

"Jiang Chenyu, who do you say I am?" Fu Linghe's voice was so cold that it could freeze ice, and it was filled with undisguised anger.

Jiang Chenyu woke up instantly. When he heard it was Fu Linghe, his heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

"Boss, what's wrong? Are you feeling better? Why are you so angry so early in the morning?"

"Don't play dumb with me. What did you say to Yun Zheng last night?" Fu Linghe's tone was unquestionable, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.