Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 91: Getting Caught Staying Overnight

Chapter 91: Chapter 91: Getting Caught Staying Overnight

The two almost went too far, but Chen Ningxi stopped midway, clearly disagreeing with premarital sex. Cheng Qiaobei respected her choice, though he drank a bit too much and ended up staying at her place that night.

Chen Ningxi stuffed a towel and bath towel into Cheng Qiaobei’s arms, pointed at the guest room, and said,

"Take a shower and sleep in that room."

Cheng Qiaobei grabbed Chen Ningxi’s wrist, "What if I’m scared to sleep alone?"

Chen Ningxi hit the nail on the head with a teasing smile, asking,

"Who did you sleep with before?"

"!"

The word "convinced" was written all over Cheng Qiaobei’s face. He nodded, "I just love how tough you are."

It was said as a joke, but he genuinely admired her.

With Chen Ningxi, Cheng Qiaobei never saw fear in her. A woman who was rational, clear-headed, and with a clear bottom line, seemed invincible.

After his shower, Cheng Qiaobei came out and walked to Chen Ningxi’s bedroom door, knocking. As the person inside looked towards the door, about to ask what was up, he said,

"Good night."

Chen Ningxi replied, "Good night."

Lying in bed, neither of them could fall asleep. Cheng Qiaobei messaged Chen Ningxi on WeChat.

north: Are you asleep?

In the dark room, the phone notification light blinked. Chen Ningxi unlocked her screen and replied,

"Asleep."

Cheng Qiaobei: "..."

north: I can’t sleep.

Chen Ningxi: "Drink more hot water."

Cheng Qiaobei chuckled, making it even harder to sleep.

north: If I’m an insomniac tonight, it’s all your fault.

Chen Ningxi forwarded him a post about the risk of sudden death from staying up late in response.

Cheng Qiaobei returned the gesture by sending a video about the joys of staying up late.

This endless exchange was keeping them awake, so Chen Ningxi stopped replying.

On Saturday, her biological clock automatically switched to a "wake up naturally" mode. Half-asleep, she seemed to hear noises in the living room. Remembering Cheng Qiaobei stayed over, she figured it was him and didn’t get up.

After a while, Guo Degang’s comedy routine echoed from the living room. Just like she touched a live wire, Chen Ningxi sprang up, ran frantically to the door, and opened it to find Ye Yujun busy in the kitchen. She shot a panicked glance towards the guest room, the door tightly shut. Rushing in, she whispered to wake the sleeping man.

"Cheng Qiaobei, Cheng Qiaobei, wake up."

Cheng Qiaobei, still groggy, smiled lazily and attempted to hug Chen Ningxi, only to hear her say, "Get up quickly, my mom is here."

"!" Cheng Qiaobei froze for a second, then scrambled to dress hurriedly, "When did she come?"

"Your shirt’s on backward," Chen Ningxi yanked off his shirt, flipped it around, and threw it back, her heart pounding with nerves, "She just got here, cooking in the kitchen. Dress fast, and leave while she’s not looking."

Cheng Qiaobei felt like he was going crazy—a grown-up’s romance felt like an illicit teenage affair.

Once he dressed, Chen Ningxi whispered, "I’ll go check."

Just as she was about to open the door, someone emerged from the kitchen. Chen Ningxi held her breath, trying not to make a sound.

Ye Yujun set the prepared small dishes on the table and returned to the kitchen.

Chen Ningxi cautiously opened a crack in the door, confirming Ye Yujun was busy in the kitchen for a while, gradually pushed the door open, and rapidly gestured to Cheng Qiaobei, mouthing,

"Hurry! Hurry!"

Cheng Qiaobei tiptoed to the entrance. Just as he quietly opened the door after changing his shoes, Ye Yujun came out from the kitchen, holding dishes in one hand and calling towards the bedroom, "Ning Xi, Ning Xi, time for breakfast."

Seeing the two at the door, she faltered. Chen Ningxi quickly reacted and said to Cheng Qiaobei,

"Why are you here so early?"

Cheng Qiaobei naturally followed along, slowly taking off the newly put-on jacket, saying,

"I came by on the weekend to check on you." He greeted Ye Yujun, "Morning, Auntie."

Ye Yujun said, "Cheng, you’re here. You didn’t have breakfast yet, did you?"

Cheng Qiaobei put on slippers, "Not yet."

"Perfect, have breakfast with us." Ye Yujun returned to the kitchen for more dishes and utensils.

At the entryway, the two exchanged glances. Chen Ningxi patted her chest, whispering, "That was scary. Do you think she noticed?"

Cheng Qiaobei said, "Probably not."

During breakfast, the two were silent. Ye Yujun noticed but didn’t point it out. From the moment she entered, she had seen a pair of Cheng Qiaobei’s shoes in the cupboard, the guest room door shut tight, and his jacket draped over the sofa. Ye Yujun knew Cheng Qiaobei stayed over, though in the guest room, she felt more satisfied with Cheng Qiaobei.

Playing Guo Degang’s comedy was her way of alerting them to her presence.

"Cheng, try this crunchy radish."

Cheng Qiaobei responded and picked up some. "The radish is crisp and perfectly seasoned."

After breakfast, Chen Ningxi went to clean the dishes. Ye Yujun sat with Cheng Qiaobei in the living room.

Ye Yujun said, "My uncle’s kid is getting married on May 1. If you’re free, go with Ning Xi."

With many close relatives attending the wedding banquet, inviting him to join indicated approval for their relationship to continue.

Cheng Qiaobei was thrilled, "I’m free. Which day in May? Do I need to bring a car?"

Ye Yujun laughed, "No need to drive, everything’s arranged. It’s May 1 at 9:08. We belong to the bride’s family, so we need to go early and help."

"No problem," Cheng Qiaobei agreed readily.

Chen Ningxi, half inside and half outside the kitchen, overheard the conversation. "What’s up?"

Ye Yujun said, "Rui is getting married on May 1. You and Cheng should go and let him meet the family."

"Rui is getting married? How old is he?" Chen Ningxi was surprised, "I remember him just graduating."

"Yeah, he graduated last year. But they’ve been dating since college." She shifted the topic, "They can’t delay the wedding. In another month, it’ll be obvious."

Chen Ningxi made a sound of acknowledgment, but her mother’s meaningful gaze made her think about her and Cheng Qiaobei.

At this point, Cheng Qiaobei felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. He wasn’t foolish; he could easily infer the underlying meaning in Ye Yujun’s words.

Ye Yujun glanced at her watch, stood up, and said, "I’ll be going now. Cheng, you can stay a while."

Cheng Qiaobei escorted her to the entrance, speaking as they walked,

"I’ve been busy without time to come back. Today, it worked out that Ning Xi was off, so I took the opportunity to visit."

Ye Yujun smiled, "Alright, you two don’t need to see me off."

Not until the elevator doors closed did the two finally relax.

Chen Ningxi asked Cheng Qiaobei, "Do you think my mom figured it out?"

Cheng Qiaobei closed the door, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

Chen Ningxi looked at him, and Cheng Qiaobei said, "She knew I was here the moment she came in. Blasting the comedy was her way of letting us know she was here."

"... Was she watching our little act?"

"Yeah."

Chen Ningxi sat on the sofa, "So what should we do?" Then, after thinking, she suddenly became righteously indignant and said,

"If she found out, she found out. It’s not like we did anything wrong. We’ve got nothing to hide."

Cheng Qiaobei felt a headache coming on. He actually wished something had happened last night, so maybe this morning they’d face pressure to marry.