After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash-Chapter 360: Gentle Trap (Part 2)

It was this evening that Xie Zhang, who hadn’t shown up yet, appeared in the room.

An Jiayi had just fallen asleep when she heard footsteps near her ear.

She suddenly sat up, her face filled with shock as she looked toward the source of the sound, her complexion pale.

Xie Zhang had drunk some alcohol today. Xie Quan was at home, and Xie Zhang didn’t want him to see himself in an unseemly state, or else there would be non-stop nagging.

That’s why he came to An Jiayi’s place.

Perhaps deep down, there was also a thought to see how this young girl was doing recently.

Xie Zhang pinched the bridge of his nose and sat down beside An Jiayi.

He turned his face to look at her, casual and a bit lazily drunk, "What’s with the face? Looks like you’ve seen a ghost."

An Jiayi jumped down from the bed, walked nervously toward Xie Zhang and said, "Mr. Xie, let me help you wash up!"

"Okay."

The man let her help him up, An Jiayi felt his slightly warm body temperature and couldn’t help but tremble.

Under the light of the bathroom, An Jiayi focused on unbuttoning his collar, she looked like she was undertaking a huge task, completely focused.

"Are you very nervous?" said Xie Zhang with a light tone.

"No..."

Xie Zhang leisurely watched her, smiled slightly and said casually, "Does my button have thorns on it?"

"No..."

"Why are your hands shaking then?"

An Jiayi’s eyelashes trembled, seriously she said, "It’s my first time undressing someone, I’m not skilled."

Xie Zhang seemed to laugh.

An Jiayi looked quite adorable, and he, usually so reserved, found it rather amusing.

"What was your major?"

"Broadcasting and hosting." An Jiayi paused and then added, "Originally, I wanted to be a children’s channel host."

"Why didn’t you go for it?" His coat was taken off, Xie Zhang calmly let An Jiayi take his jacket, still looking down at her.

An Jiayi seriously replied, "Because I don’t look friendly enough."

Xie Zhang pinched An Jiayi’s chin, looking at her pretty and delicate face under the light, very pure and very charming.

"Isn’t this friendly enough? Does your boss want a Heavenly Immortal?"

An Jiayi chuckled slightly with her eyes, she pointed to her cheeks and whispered, "Because I don’t have dimples."

Xie Zhang’s heart suddenly felt a bit tender.

He kissed her cheek and said with a smile, "That’s called a muscular deficiency."

"Oh."

Xie Zhang took off his white shirt, revealing his slender physique.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, his skin appeared in very good condition.

His physique was really good.

An Jiayi looked earnestly, her face reddening a bit.

"Let’s take a bath."

"I will run the hot water for you!" An Jiayi turned to get busy, but Xie Zhang quietly grabbed her hand.

With a bit of mischief, he said half-jokingly, "Aren’t you going to help me wash?"

An Jiayi answered, "I don’t know how to wash..."

"Then why did you jump out of bed just now?"

"To take care of you." An Jiayi said, "Just not knowing how to take care, might be the best way."

Her answer was very serious.

The smile in Xie Zhang’s eyes faded, he released An Jiayi’s wrist, no longer in the mood to tease her, he said quietly, "Go out."

She nodded, taking his clothes and running outside, tripping several times amidst her flurry.

Xie Zhang silently watched her retreating figure for a long time, then withdrew his gaze and calmly walked toward the bathtub.

An Jiayi was lying in bed, unable to sleep, so she simply sat up.

After a while, she took out her perfume from the drawer and sprayed some on her wrists.

It was the first time Xie Zhang had stayed overnight, and An Jiayi did not want anything to be overlooked.

She sat there, maintaining the same posture until Xie Zhang came out.

The bathroom door was pushed open, and Xie Zhang, dressed in a gray bathrobe, stepped out.

He hadn’t worn his robe very properly, thus exposing his chest muscles, and water droplets rolled down along the texture of his skin.

Xie Zhang’s gaze fell on An Jiayi, and he said indifferently, "What are you doing sitting up so late at night?"

"Waiting for you to sleep."

Xie Zhang slightly tugged at the corner of his lips, walked over to An Jiayi, and looked down at her with half-red lips, his tone harsh, "Waiting to sleep with you."

An Jiayi just froze for a moment, then resignedly closed her eyes.

She could feel Xie Zhang bending down closer to her, carrying the scent of aftershave that was fresh and cool.

An Jiayi was mentally prepared, but Xie Zhang merely pinched her face hard.

An Jiayi opened her eyes in pain, and saw Xie Zhang looking at her with a smile.

He said, "What are you thinking about? Go to sleep."

An Jiayi’s expression was blank, staring at Xie Zhang for a long while before saying, "I didn’t know you meant that."

Xie Zhang pushed An Jiayi onto the bed, his tone slightly menacing, "Sleep."

An Jiayi didn’t know what she was thinking when she closed her eyes; it was complex and indescribable.

During the night, Xie Zhang’s deep breaths touched her ears; the man truly fell asleep.

The one who woke up in the middle of the night was An Jiayi.

She felt a pain in her lower abdomen, and belatedly realized her period had come.

Xie Zhang was disturbed by her restless movements and awoke. Without any tone of complaint, he asked, "Why aren’t you sleeping, tossing and turning all night?"

An Jiayi said her stomach hurt.

"Did you eat something bad?"

"My period started."

Xie Zhang turned on the light and saw An Jiayi’s painfully pale face, "Then why are you still lying there? Go change your sanitary pad."

An Jiayi’s expression was embarrassed, and she said in a quiet voice, "It came so suddenly, I didn’t buy any."

Xie Zhang’s expression shifted, then he rolled out of bed and walked out without looking back.

An Jiayi watched Xie Zhang disappear from her view, her nose souring as moisture began to well up in her eyes.

She clutched her stomach, feeling a bit sad and wanting to cry.

Had she just angered Mr. Xie?

Was he angry because she woke him up and so he left in irritation?

An Jiayi even thought about tomorrow, maybe someone would throw her luggage out, along with her.

She was so stupid, always messing things up.

An Jiayi tossed and turned with these thoughts, her brows locked in distress.

After thinking, she got up from the bed and stood aside.

Even if she had to leave, she couldn’t dirty someone else’s bedsheet.

That’s what An Jiayi thought.

She had already prepared for the worst, so when she saw Xie Zhang return, carrying a bag of sanitary pads, she couldn’t hold back her tears.

"Are you standing here to be the door god?" Xie Zhang stuffed the sanitary pads into An Jiayi’s hands, his tone cold: "Go change now! After changing, continue sleeping!"

An Jiayi was shocked and at a loss.

Even after she had switched the sanitary pad and laid down beside Xie Zhang, she still hadn’t recovered.

Instead, it was Xie Zhang who took the initiative to speak, "I have something I wanted to ask you. What kind of perfume are you using? I’ve never smelled it before."