A second chance with my billionaire husband
Chapter 1043 - 216 Scheming tirelessly, ugly person causing trouble_5
CHAPTER 1043: 216 SCHEMING TIRELESSLY, UGLY PERSON CAUSING TROUBLE_5
Yan Song smiled nonchalantly: "Isn’t there a big doctor like you here? What’s this little injury?"
"Still, you can’t be careless. I was so busy at the hospital that I forgot to bandage you. Why didn’t you remind me?" Seeing Yun Ya getting all flustered like a headless chicken made him amused, softening a certain place in his heart.
Yun Ya originally planned to have Ah Yun go down to buy medicine, but since Ah Yun was looking after Ah Zhen, she threw on a coat to buy it herself, only to be quickly pulled back by Yan Song: "Where are you going?"
"To buy medicine. If the wound isn’t treated quickly, it will get infected. You can’t just ignore your own body."
Suddenly, Yan Song pulled her into his embrace. Yun Ya was startled and pushed him, "What are you doing?"
Yan Song held her tighter and softly whispered in her ear: "Hold on, I’ll have someone bring the medicine up."
Before Yun Ya could ask him, Yan Song pinned her onto the bed and sealed her lips.
——
"Ding dong..." The doorbell suddenly rang, and Yun Ya glared at the man beside her, wanting to get up to open the door. But Yan Song got up before her, "I’ll go."
At the door, a man’s voice sounded, somewhat familiar, but Yun Ya didn’t have time to think about it as she wrapped herself in a blanket, resembling a cocoon from afar.
Yan Song took the medicine and shut the door without a word, leaving the man outside in the cold.
The man couldn’t help touching his nose, thinking of the scene he’d glimpsed in the mirror reflection from the door crack, and chuckled mischievously.
There was someone lying on the bed.
Did he even need to guess who it was?
Late at night, a lone man and woman in a suggestive place like a hotel, it’s hard not to let one’s thoughts wander...
Thinking that, he hummed a tune as he turned and left. The boss was set, and the rest of the brothers were still single; the thought was truly a bummer.
Yun Ya took the medicine without asking who delivered it and began cleaning his wound. As the alcohol touched it, Yan Song hissed, sounding as if it hurt a lot. Yun Ya’s hand trembled, "Brother Yan, does it hurt?"
Yan Song smiled: "Not really."
"I’ll be gentle then." The wound already looked white from soaking in water, yet he claimed it was fine. Is that how he took care of his body?
Yun Ya’s heart ached terribly, but she was also angry and finally resigned, tending to the bandage gently and cautiously.
Just after she finished bandaging the wound, Yun Ya’s phone rang. She glanced at it, her brow twitched, and she couldn’t help but lift her eyes at Yan Song.
"Aunt Zhuang...."
Yan Song raised an eyebrow, the smile at the corners of his mouth deepening.
Yun Ya pressed the answer button, turning her back slightly, and Yan Song sneakily leaned his ear over. Unfortunately, he only caught scattered words.
"Yun Ya, are you resting?" A woman’s gentle voice came from the phone.
"Mm, just about to sleep. Aunt Zhuang, is there something you need?"
"I’m sending someone to pick you up tomorrow; are you ready?"
Yun Ya raised her hand to rub her forehead, "Aunt Zhuang, I’m handling some affairs in Pingyuan the next couple of days. Once I’m done, I’ll go to the Capital City by myself. When I arrive, can you send someone to pick me up then?"
"Oh? You’re in Pingyuan." Zhuang Xiyue sighed: "Alright, but remember, you’re a young girl out there, be careful. Do you want me to send someone to Pingyuan to pick you up?"
Yun Ya quickly replied: "No... no need. I have bodyguards and an assistant with me, Aunt Zhuang, don’t worry."
"Alright, but make sure to call me as soon as you arrive in the Capital City."
Yun Ya obediently agreed.
Suddenly, Yun Ya shivered; it turned out that Yan Song’s hand had unknowingly slipped under her clothes and was wandering over her bare back. Yun Ya squirmed, turning to glare at him, mouthing a few silent words.
—— Don’t mess around.
Yan Song’s eyebrows raised with a wicked smile, and with a hand movement, Yun Ya was pulled into his arms, her back crashing into his firm chest with a "thump," biting her lip to keep from making a sound, but a suppressed moan still escaped from between her lips.
"Yun Ya, what’s wrong?" Zhuang Xiyue’s concerned voice came from the phone.
Yun Ya quickly responded, biting her lip, softly saying: "Noth..." As soon as the word left her mouth, her voice involuntarily shook as Yan Song bit gently on her ear...
"Nothing, just got bitten by a mosquito." Yun Ya tried to steady her mind, speaking in a normal tone.
Yan Song squinted his eyes, did she just call him a mosquito?
"Oh, are there still mosquitoes in such cold weather? That must be a tough mosquito."
Yun Ya found Aunt Zhuang’s tone rather strange, but being trapped as she was, she didn’t have the time to ponder its oddity, "Hehe, in the south, it’s still quite warm this time of year." No sooner had she spoken than she regretted it. She was in Pingyuan, not in Jiangzhou, with Pingyuan being north of the Huai River and near the Capital City, where it’s quite cold now...