Chapter 12 Sharing a Room?

Yun Yiyi was stunned. Fei Mo's grip on her wrist was tight. When their eyes met, she discovered his eyes were glinting coldly, bringing with them an air oppression. He looked incredibly intimidating at this moment.

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly. She really wanted to remind him that they had agreed not to interfere in each other's lives. However, she forcefully swallowed the words on the tip of her tongue and revealed a gentle smile instead. "Alright."

She was not intimidated by Fei Mo. However, she knew his words were born out of concern. She could not help the warm feeling that rose in her heart.

Only when Yun Yiyi assented did Fei Mo release his grip on her wrist. Then, he quickly averted his gaze. Every time she smiled at him, he felt his heart beating out of rhythm. He said in a voice that carried a trace of gentleness, "Are you done eating? If you're done, let's go home."

"Okay."

Home? That was right. From now on, they shared a home.

…

Wan Mei Villa.

When Yun Yiyi took off her shoes at the entrance, she heard Fei Mo said tonelessly, "Go take a shower first. Then, you can rest in my room."

"..."

'Why did he suddenly become cold again? Did he not warm up to me during dinner?'

Yun Yiyi looked at Fei Mo's straight back disappearing into the depth of the villa, feeling a little lost.

In any case, she really needed a bath. The smell of hotpot clung to her body so she could not wait to shower. However, what did he mean by she could rest in his room after showering?

Was Wan Mei Villa not his private villa? His elders could not possibly barge in just to check if they were sleeping in the same room, right? Could it be that he wanted to be intimate with her?

Her eyes widened in shock when this thought appeared in his mind. Although they agreed to get married, she had clearly stated in the agreement that they would not have intimate relations like that of a husband and wife.

She shook her head, dismissing her thoughts. With how gentle Fei Mo was, she was probably thinking too much.

Indeed, Yun Yiyi had been thinking too much. Fei Mo usually did not like to be disturbed so there were not many helpers in the villa. What helpers there were in the villa did not stay overnight for fear of disturbing him.

…

After taking a shower, Yun Yiyi changed into a white nightgown that revealed her pale jade-like arms and long slender legs. After soaking in a hot bath, her cheeks were slightly flushed, making her look even more charming.

"What's this?"

A maid respectfully replied, "Young madam, this is ginger soup. Young master ordered for it to be brought over to you."

Yun Yiyi felt her heart warming up again. First, he had sent her clothes when she was caught in the rain. Then, he even accompanied her to eat. And now, he had sent her a bowl of ginger soup. He was really good to her. She could not help but feel flattered.

After she obediently finished the bowl of ginger soup, the maid led her to Fei Mo's bedroom.

Although Yun Yiyi was usually calm and composed, at this moment, she felt her heart racing. She did not even feel this nervous when she first moved into Luo Xia Villa.

Fei Mo's room was simple and elegantly decorated in monochromatic shades. The king-sized bed fitted with white silk sheets and the cotton quilt lying on top of it looked extremely comfortable.

The sight of the bed made Yun Yiyi who had worked hard the entire day feel lying down immediately. However, due to the maid's presence, she had to maintain her appearance.

The maid walked to the wardrobe at the side and said respectfully, "Young madam, this is where your clothes and young master's clothes are kept. Please feel free to have a look and see if it's to your liking." After she finished speaking, she tactfully took her leave.

After making sure that the maid had truly left, Yun Yiyi ran to the bed and lay down. Just as she had expected, the bed was truly comfortable. She could roll around to her heart's content without the fear of falling off the bed. She wondered if Fei Mo ever felt lonely sleeping on such a big bed. No, he must have had female companions.

For reasons unknown to her, a felt a pang in her heart when she thought about Fei Mo's female companions. She frowned slightly and chided herself inwardly, 'Remember the agreement! Don't get emotional or develop unnecessary feelings!'

She turned over and rested her cheeks on the pillow. A cold and subtle fragrance, not dissimilar to that of fresh snow, wafted into her nose. It was rather refreshing and made her feel comfortable.

As time passed, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier. However, when she remembered Fei Mo had not returned to the room yet, she groggily got out of bed to keep herself awake. The bed was too comfortable, after all. If she stayed on the bed, it was only a matter of time before she fell asleep. She wanted to wait for his return. She was not sure if they were truly sharing the same room. Maybe he was only putting on an act for the helpers to see in case they informed his elders of the abnormality.

For this reason, she decided to take a look at her clothes in the wardrobe.

When she opened the wardrobe, she was first greeted by Fei Mo's clothes. They were all monochromatic: black, white, black, white, black, white. No other colors could be seen at all.

...

At this moment, the butler, Uncle Zhao walked into a room. "Young master, why are you taking the medicine box?"

Uncle Zhao was a middle-aged man dressed in a creaseless suit. The features on his square face were ordinary. However, his movements were elegant and graceful.

"I need something." Fei Mo's reply was simple and straightforward.

Uncle Zhao approached Fei Mo and saw the medicine in his hand with just a glance. "I heard from Ah Qing that you had spicy hotpot for dinner. You shouldn't eat spicy food when you know your stomach's unwell."

Fei Mo did not reply to Uncle Zhao. He took the medicine and drank a glass of warm water.

Uncle Zhao's keen eyes noticed a patch of redness on Fei Mo's wrist when Fei Mo lifted his hand to drink from the glass. He chided gently, "You dare to eat shrimps even though you know you're allergic to them?"

Fei Mo scratched his nose lightly. Although he had taken the medicine, he still felt itchy.

Naturally, he knew he was allergic to shrimps and that his stomach was unwell. However, when he saw how excited and happy Yun Yiyi was when she recommended the shrimps to him, he truly did not have the heart to refuse her. Therefore, he made up his mind to keep his allergy a secret.

"Young master, you know your stomach is unwell, and you'll have rhinitis due to your allergy to shrimps…" Uncle Zhao looked at Fei Mo, clearly distressed. He paused for a beat before he continued to say, "I'll inform young madam about this so she can pay attention to this in the future..."

"If you don't want your job any longer, you can inform her about this..."

"..." Uncle Zhao was stunned. He had worked for the Fei family for fifty years now. He had watched Fei Mo grow up so he sincerely cared about Fei Mo. Moreover, since he did not marry, he treated Fei Mo like his son. Despite the difference in their statuses as master and servant, he genuinely cared for Fei Mo.

After serving Fei Mo for so long, this was the first time Uncle Zhao had seen Fei Mo so serious and said such harsh words. With this, he knew Fei Mo was adamant about his decision. However, it did not stop him from trying to persuade Fei Mo. "Young master, there's nothing wrong with informing young madam about your allergy. Although you've just gotten married, as your wife, it's only right that she knows these things."