Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 408 - 408 404 Finally Together

408: Chapter 404: Finally Together?

408: Chapter 404: Finally Together?

It was just past ten-thirty at night when Li Zhaojun and Ye Fan successively lay down in bed.

Ye Fan was worried about staying in a hotel the following night.

When Li Zhaojun turned to face him and spoke, he responded half-heartedly, intentionally being cold towards her.

Li Zhaojun spoke a few words, and seeing Ye Fan like this, she couldn’t help feeling somewhat sad.

She sighed softly and stopped talking, then turned over to sleep on her back.

Hearing Li Zhaojun’s faint sigh, Ye Fan felt inexplicably sad and ashamed.

After lying there for about six or seven minutes, he couldn’t resist anymore and turned to face Li Zhaojun, softly calling out, “Zhao Jun, Zhao Jun?”

“Mm,” Li Zhaojun responded softly, turned towards him, and gazed into his bright, deep eyes, as profound as the ocean, whispering, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing much,” Ye Fan said somewhat awkwardly.

“I just can’t seem to fall asleep.

If you’re sleepy, go ahead and sleep.”

Li Zhaojun’s beautiful eyes twinkled with a hint of amusement.

“I can’t sleep either.

I thought just now that you were tired and wanted to sleep.”

“Hehe, I was a bit tired originally, but after closing my eyes for a moment, I suddenly didn’t feel sleepy anymore,” Ye Fan said vaguely.

Following that, the two of them started talking in turns, and unconsciously moved closer to each other.

When Ye Fan woke up the next morning, he found that he and Li Zhaojun had ended up sleeping close to each other during the night.

However, when he looked at Li Zhaojun, he realized that she was already awake and was quietly watching him.

“…

You’re awake,” Ye Fan said hesitantly, not immediately moving away.

Li Zhaojun revealed a slight smile.

“I’ve been awake for a little while.”

“Oh.

What time is it now?” Ye Fan asked.

Li Zhaojun replied, “I don’t know.

Maybe it’s six o’clock.”

Ye Fan turned over to get out of bed under the pretext, picked up the Rolex watch from the bedside table to check the time.

“It’s eleven minutes past six; we should get up,” Ye Fan said, as he sat up and then got out of bed.

After freshening up and changing his clothes, Ye Fan walked out of the bedroom first.

However, he didn’t immediately go downstairs to the dining room but instead sat deeply in thought on the genuine leather sofa in the upstairs living room, his thick eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Lost in his thoughts for who knows how long, the rhythmic sound of high heels tapping on the floor came to his ears.

Ye Fan snapped out of his reverie, turned his head, and saw Li Zhaojun, now neatly dressed and lightly made-up, gracefully walking towards him.

He was half lost in thought and half watching Li Zhaojun as she came closer step by step, her stunning face becoming more and more charmingly bright, her beautiful eyes increasingly clear and dazzling.

Finally, Li Zhaojun reached Ye Fan, smiling, “Are you waiting for me?

Let’s go downstairs.”

Ye Fan responded vaguely, stood up, and walked side by side with Li Zhaojun towards the stairs.

After taking a couple of steps, Ye Fan suddenly felt his right hand grasped by a silky, soft small hand.

He stiffened all over, realizing he wanted to withdraw his hand.

However, the boneless little hand suddenly exerted a force he could not escape, tightly gripping his hand, not letting him pull away.

Ye Fan struggled internally for a while and finally sighed inwardly, giving up the struggle, and took Li Zhaojun’s delicate hand in his own.

Once held by Ye Fan, Li Zhaojun’s hand did not settle down immediately.

After walking a few steps, that delicate hand turned within Ye Fan’s hand.

Her slender, onion-like fingers interlocked with Ye Fan’s fingers, their hands intimately entwined.

At that moment, Li Zhaojun’s stunningly beautiful face blossomed into the most beautiful, blissful smile in the world.

At nine in the morning, Ye Fan drove Li Zhaojun’s Maserati with Li Zhaojun and Qiao Feixuan, heading to Zhouzhuang.

Li Zhaojun and Qiao Feixuan sat in the back seat, whispering privately between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, occasionally bursting into cheerful laughter, completely sidelining Ye Fan.

Ye Fan wanted to chime in and join their conversation to avoid boredom, but he was immediately sneered at unanimously by Li Zhaojun and Qiao Feixuan.

Fortunately, Zhouzhuang was not far, and after a little over an hour, they reached their destination.

Since they decided to stay overnight in Zhouzhuang, Ye Fan directly drove to a five-star tourist hotel, checked into two adjacent rooms.

After settling the luggage and resting briefly, Ye Fan, Li Zhaojun, and Qiao Feixuan finally went out to stroll along the ancient stone streets by the small bridges and flowing waters of the old town.

Although it was a trip for three, in reality, Li Zhaojun and Qiao Feixuan intimately walked hand in hand in front, chatting and laughing like sisters, while Ye Fan, with a sullen face, carried Li Zhaojun and Qiao Feixuan’s international brand purses and the knick-knacks they bought, following behind them.

Li Zhaojun’s beauty was undeniable, stunningly gorgeous in everyone’s eyes; Qiao Feixuan might be Ye Fan’s mother, but she was well-preserved and looked merely around thirty-five, also a tremendously beautiful woman with an aristocratic demeanor.

The two women walking hand in hand drew plenty of attention.

Despite wearing large sunglasses that covered half of their faces, they still attracted many passersby to watch, and even had quite a few people pretending to follow them along the same sightseeing route.

Luckily, the tall Ye Fan followed closely behind like a bodyguard, clearly not someone to be messed with, deterring people from approaching and bothering them.

After spending most of the day out and about, and another two or three hours enjoying the nightlife, they finally returned to the hotel to rest.

Entering their room and closing the door, shutting out the noisy chaos outside, Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun found themselves looking into each other’s eyes.

After a brief moment, Li Zhaojun said softly, “Let’s sit for a while before we shower and rest.”

“Okay,” Ye Fan replied.

The two sat down at the table under the window and randomly chatted for about fifteen minutes.

Then Li Zhaojun checked the time and said to Ye Fan, “It’s past ten now, everyone’s tired today, and we need to drive back to Hua Hai City early tomorrow.

You should shower first.”

Ye Fan nodded, got up, took out clothes from the suitcase, and went into the bathroom to shower.

Fifteen minutes later, Ye Fan came out of the shower, and it was Li Zhaojun’s turn.

After Li Zhaojun entered the bathroom, Ye Fan turned on the TV and half-lay in bed leaning against the headboard watching TV.

About twenty minutes later, Li Zhaojun emerged from the shower, wearing a light purple, sexy silk nightgown.

Li Zhaojun did not jump into bed immediately, but instead took her makeup and skincare products to the vanity, taking care of her skin and brushing her hair.

Ye Fan couldn’t help but turn his eyes to admire Li Zhaojun’s beautiful silhouette and the entrancing sight of her brushing her hair.

A few minutes later, the lights in the room went off.

Under the same blanket, Li Zhaojun softly called out with a shy tenderness, “Husband…”

At that moment, Ye Fan could no longer restrain himself.

Under the blanket, he rolled over her, pressing down and kissing Li Zhaojun’s sexy, soft, sweet lips…