Married to My Ex-Fiancé's Cousin-Chapter 18 No Habit of Waiting for Others_1

The servant quickly knocked on the door, delivering Ji Yunhuan’s pajamas and some ladies’ bathing products.

Avoiding whether he was teasing her, Qi Cheng said, "You’ve been tired all day. Take a bath first."

Ji Yunhuan was also a bit weary. Even though she hadn’t done anything today, she felt more exhausted than working an entire day.

The female housekeeper, who had worked at the Qi Family for several years, accompanied her to the bathroom, teaching her how to use the water heater in Qi Cheng’s room and seeing if she needed anything.

For them, Qi Cheng suddenly bringing back a mistress was something they had never imagined.

However, although they didn’t know Ji Yunhuan’s identity, her appearance and demeanor just happened to match with Mr. Qi.

If it were another woman, no matter how beautiful, standing beside Qi Cheng, they would seem like mere accessories, quickly becoming supporting roles and scenery.

Seeing the female housekeeper constantly sizing her up, Ji Yunhuan coldly said, "You can leave now."

She wasn’t used to bathing with strangers around and, of course, wasn’t accustomed to being overly polite to people she met for the first time.

Her indifference made the female housekeeper somewhat displeased. After all, even the women Qi Cheng had dated before were always polite to her, though...

Ji Yunhuan was the mistress, but her attitude toward people was too excessive, wasn’t it?

Despite this, the female housekeeper nodded without any hint of her feelings, leaving the bathroom.

Ji Yunhuan didn’t dwell on whether she had offended someone again. She had always been this way. Her coldness wasn’t intentional; it was a habit of not pleasing anyone.

As she bathed, she thought about her current situation...

From having nothing to becoming Mrs. Qi...

Everything seemed to change too quickly. But all she could do now was learn to get used to it.

Thinking about Qi Cheng’s words and what might happen later...

Even though she had mentally prepared herself before, she didn’t know why her heart suddenly started to beat faster.

Without realizing it, a lot of time passed.

There was a knock at the door, and Qi Cheng asked from outside, "Miss Ji Yunhuan, are you done?"

She awkwardly responded, "Almost."

She climbed out of the bathtub, stood under the showerhead for a few moments, dried herself with a towel, and put on the pajamas the servant had brought.

Qi Cheng, who had already bathed in the next room, was lying on the bed, leaning against the headboard. As soon as she came out, his gaze fell on her, examining her.

Her hair was still wet. She couldn’t find a hairdryer inside and had only used a towel to dry it a bit.

Sitting down in front of the mirror, she asked Qi Cheng, "No hairdryer?"

"I’m a man. Do you think my room would have such a thing?"

He pressed the intercom, and the servant quickly brought up the hairdryer Ji Yunhuan wanted.

Ji Yunhuan took the hairdryer, sat down in front of the mirror, and looked at herself, completely ignoring the pair of eyes behind her that was constantly staring at her.

She dried her hair for a long time before it was finally dry.

Beside her, Qi Cheng asked leisurely, "Do you spend this much time washing your hair every day before going to work?"

Ji Yunhuan put down the hairdryer, walked to the bed, and got in. "Didn’t Mr. Qi say he doesn’t like waiting for others? How many times have you waited for me?"

Qi Cheng scoffed lightly, "Quite sharp-tongued!"

Ji Yunhuan leaned on the pillow. Although the bed was large, it felt uncomfortable to share it with a man she had known for only a few days, even if he was now her husband.

Even though he had said they would sleep in the same bed, he hadn’t mentioned doing that kind of thing. Hence, she was too lazy to bring it up, lest he use it as ammo to tease her.

However, even like this, it wasn’t long before she heard Qi Cheng’s teasing voice, "Ji Yunhuan, are you nervous?"

His warm, magnetic voice came from beside her. Ji Yunhuan glanced at him, finding him lying quite close to her.

Indeed, she was nervous. But she never admitted to it.

She raised her eyebrow, "Mr. Qi, you’re overthinking. Why should I be nervous?"

"Really not?" Qi Cheng lay on his side, his arm bent, head resting on it, for an easy view of her.

Ji Yunhuan didn’t argue further, just coldly stared at him, meeting his gaze with equal determination.

Her eyes sparkled like stars. When Qi Cheng realized it, his lips had already touched hers.

Her lips were much softer than he imagined...

Ji Yunhuan stared at the man in front of her, almost instinctively wanting to resist. But... after a moment, remembering her current situation and status, she compromised and closed her eyes.

Fortunately, his scent wasn’t unpleasant. novelbuddy-cσ๓

With her eyes closed, she couldn’t see him, but her senses became clearer.

His kiss moved from her lips, slowly trailing down.

Having just bathed, her skin was smooth and fine, faintly fragrant. His shallow breaths fell, and Ji Yunhuan couldn’t help but grip the bedsheet tightly.

She was his wife. No matter how unwilling, she couldn’t push him away!

She kept persuading herself, "Get used to it. Get used to it."

Being kissed by him, her body quickly stiffened as if she couldn’t move.

Ji Yunhuan tensed her nerves, enduring everything.

She didn’t open her eyes, so she naturally couldn’t see Qi Cheng’s expression.

As Qi Cheng kissed her, he had to admit that the woman before him was beautiful enough to move any man. But when her fragrance filled the air, it reminded him of Su Molang.

In an instant, a feeling of revulsion surged. He pushed her away.

The man who was gentle just moments ago now turned hostile. Ji Yunhuan was stunned.

Her slightly disheveled pajamas made her look somewhat shabby, while he still looked neat and tidy.

Not knowing what she did wrong, she looked at him confusedly.

Without looking at her, Qi Cheng quickly walked out. The door closed with a bang.

The room suddenly emptied. Ji Yunhuan fixed her pajamas, lying back on the bed.

His departure brought her a sudden sense of relief, along with a tinge of discomfort deep in her heart.

Was it her illusion?

At the moment he pushed her away, she felt a strong sense of hatred from that man.

The next morning, Ji Yunhuan was woken by a phone call. Qi Cheng hadn’t returned since leaving last night. She reached for her phone. It was a call from an unknown number, showing it was from City A, so she answered it.

On the other end, a young female voice said, "Sister Yunhuan, it’s me, Ouyang Fei."

Ji Yunhuan was startled. She sat up from the bed. The rain outside had stopped. Slivers of sunlight were piercing through the clouds. She sat down on the sofa by the window, rubbing her heavy head. "Why you?"

"Brother Yubai got into a car accident. Can you come to the hospital?" Ouyang Fei’s voice was filled with plea.