Chapter 199: Chapter 199

Mrs. Zhang saw Sheng Jianan carrying Tang Yanqi inside and quickly came over to greet them, "Young Master, this..."

Tang Yanqi’s head was covered by Sheng Jianan’s large coat, making her face blurry, and Sheng Jianan chuckled lightly at Mrs. Zhang, whispering, "She’s asleep." The rightful source is novel⁂fire.net

Mrs. Zhang gave a knowing smile, watching as Sheng Jianan carried Tang Yanqi upstairs. Tang Yanqi was half-asleep, but she clearly heard the conversation between Sheng Jianan and Mrs. Zhang, including the thoughtful smile Mrs. Zhang had afterward. Tang Yanqi blushed slightly but couldn’t open her eyes. It was a battle of reason and emotion—Tang Yanqi, who was usually rational and steady, this time let longing take the upper hand.

After placing Tang Yanqi on the bed, Sheng Jianan removed his coat and covered her with the blanket. The warmth surrounding her faded, and after a while, Tang Yanqi slowly opened her eyes.

After staying in the hospital for two days, she felt like she was almost going moldy. The smell of disinfectant was really unpleasant. Out of Sheng Jianan’s embrace, Tang Yanqi effortlessly opened her eyes. Though her head was heavy, it wasn’t unbearable.

Slowly getting out of bed, as soon as Tang Yanqi stood up, Sheng Jianan came out of the dressing room in casual clothes, and upon seeing her standing, he frowned, "What are you doing?"

"I want to take a bath."

Sheng Jianan frowned even more, a bath? And she looked ?

"Go back to bed. Bathe for what? You want to end up in the hospital again?"

Sheng Jianan’s tone was unpleasant, and Tang Yanqi looked at him calmly, "I don’t smell good, soiling Mr. Sheng’s bed, that’s not good."

Sheng Jianan felt his breath catch in his throat. When did he ever despise her?

Young Master Sheng forcibly feigned amnesia, convincing himself he never disliked Tang Yanqi. Yet, listening to her words, a playful gleam flashed in Sheng Jianan’s eyes.

Being rendered speechless by this person was already the norm, but once or twice might be tolerable, if it kept happening, wouldn’t Sheng Jianan lose face too much?

Whatever crossed his mind, Sheng Jianan’s lips slightly lifted, his long legs closed in on Tang Yanqi, and his smile became more enigmatic. He bent down to sniff at her neck, "Hmm, you do smell bad."

This intimate action made Tang Yanqi’s face flush again. She stepped back a couple of steps, creating some distance between herself and Sheng Jianan. With her head lowered, she sidestepped, saying, "I’m going to run the water."

Before she took two steps, her arm was caught by Sheng Jianan, "Young Master’s in a good mood today, you just stay put."

After speaking, Sheng Jianan turned around and walked into the bathroom. In no time, the sound of water could be heard inside. Tang Yanqi sat down by the edge of the bed; her head was still dizzy, too weary to wonder what Sheng Jianan was thinking.

Since he helped her wash her hair last time, assisting with running a bath now seemed nothing out of the ordinary.

The bathtub in the villa was large, with bright lighting. When Tang Yanqi walked in, she found Sheng Jianan had even put some scented rose petals in the water, densely covering the entire surface, just like the bathing scene of a pampered young lady on TV.

The light fragrance was very comforting. Slowly, Tang Yanqi undressed and slid into the water, making sure her head didn’t touch the water, and her shoulders and collarbones remained above the petal-filled surface.

The warm water soothed her skin, just as Tang Yanqi slightly relaxed, she heard the bathroom door click. Her nerves instantly tightened. In the next second, Sheng Jianan’s tall figure appeared at the door, his arms folded across his chest, with a mischievous grin at the corner of his mouth.