Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 105: V15: Hello! Feng Chengjin, this is the ladies’ restroom, are you crazy?

Chapter 105: V15: Hello! Feng Chengjin, this is the ladies’ restroom, are you crazy?

She nodded and didn’t hesitate any longer, saying, "Okay, I’ll come over after washing up."

"Mm." Gu Zixuan arranged the pillow for Jiang Yuan, pulled up the quilt, and moved it slightly toward her.

Jiang Yuan went to the bathroom, locked the door, planning to freshen up before using the toilet and going to bed.

But when she pushed open the door to the toilet cubicle, and saw a freshly washed pair of white silk panties hanging inside, her heart skipped a beat.

In shock, she turned back to look at the ward where earlier only President Feng was present, not her and Qin Nuo, then looked again at the wet items that had just been changed.

As if understanding something, Jiang Yuan quickly finished using the toilet, her face flushed, and returned to the bedside.

Gu Zixuan was already in pajamas, seeing her return, handed over a carton of milk.

However, Jiang Yuan didn’t accept it, saying, "Thank you, I don’t have the habit of drinking milk before bed," and then turned her back under the quilt to sleep.

Gu Zixuan didn’t insist, seeing Jiang Yuan seemed tired and unwilling to talk, finished the milk, turned off the light, and slipped under the quilt.

In the pitch-darkness, Jiang Yuan, with her back turned, couldn’t fall asleep, her eyes wide open, staring blankly.

Smelling the unique scent from Gu Zixuan’s body in the quilt, Jiang Yuan couldn’t help but think that earlier, perhaps another man had slept here, mesmerized by that fragrance...

Ah... her face turned a deep shade of red.

That night, Jiang Yuan didn’t sleep well at all.

In her dreams, inexperienced but having watched some clips, her mind was filled with harmonious images of Gu Zixuan and Feng Chengjin.

She dreamt that Gu Zixuan was lying in the hospital bed, President Feng came up to talk, as they talked, passions flared uncontrollably, and soon, President Feng undid his belt without removing much clothing, and leaned down.

A hazy and intoxicating sound echoed.

Later, unsatisfied with one place, they moved to the sofa, then to the windowsill.

In the chaos, Gu Zixuan said, what if Jiang Yuan and the others come back and see?

President Feng then carried her to the bathroom, locked the door, and before they returned from outside, removed the soiled item from Gu Zixuan’s leg, and threw it into the washbasin...

Jiang Yuan’s dream was quite chaotic, but seamlessly connected...

So much so that come morning, when Gu Zixuan woke up and saw Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan’s face reddened instantly, she quickly got out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.

Gu Zixuan was bewildered, blinking, not understanding why Jiang Yuan blushed just from seeing her after sharing a bed.

Shaking her head, she looked at the French breakfast Qin Nuo brought for them early in the morning, along with a fresh, beautiful lily, elegantly wrapped.

She took it, sniffed lightly beneath her lips, the corners of her mouth curling upward.

But before she could fully smile, suddenly remembered something, and looked at the flower, then at Jiang Yuan, who had gone into the bathroom.

Suddenly, the corners of her mouth twitched.

...

The day passed peacefully, and the following day, since both Yu Yuanshen and Feng Chengjin mentioned they had business to attend to, each went their own way.

Yu Yuanshen finished his work in the afternoon, came to check on her, and stayed with her until evening.

Feng Chengjin didn’t come all day, dropping by in the evening before bedtime just to see her, and left in a hurry.

At night, Gu Zixuan looked at Jiang Yuan, who fell asleep early with her back turned and still blushing deeply, her gaze deepened.

The time reached the third day.

At noon, after completing the discharge procedures at the hospital, their group boarded a plane to Paris.

The Dresden State Orchestra is Germany’s oldest symphony orchestra, established in the mid-16th century, becoming a world-class symphony orchestra in the 18th century, initially serving only the royal court.

In modern times, after a series of changes, they began touring worldwide.

The plane took off from Nice Côte d’Azur Airport, and an hour and a half later, arrived at Charles de Gaulle Airport. Finally, they transferred by car to Paris, France, had dinner, and then arrived at the Opera House.

In the lounge, facing some time before entering, Gu Zixuan suddenly felt the urge to use the restroom again...

Only this time, it was a bit awkward.

Her gaze fell on Jiang Yuan, pondering the weirdness of the past two days, she naturally lowered her eyes and turned away slightly.

Then she looked at Qin Nuo, wanting to speak, but considering that she’s not really familiar with Qin Nuo, she felt a bit...

Finally, she glanced at Yu Yuanshen, recalling their longstanding friendship, she thought it might be possible, but hesitated at the sight of Yu Yuanshen’s gentle and quiet face, pondering her somewhat awkward request... ultimately, she couldn’t bring herself to say it.

In the end, she had to look at Feng Chengjin.

With her heart lightly hesitant, she furrowed her brow and finally tugged at the hem of his suit, "Feng Chengjin, I... want to go to the restroom."

Upon hearing this, Feng Chengjin’s fingertips, which were reading the newspaper, paused.

He looked down at her, who had refused his help last night and now was acting differently even with people around, his deep gaze strangely cast a glance at Jiang Yuan, but said nothing.

After all, Yu Yuanshen was present.

Nodding, he rose directly from the sofa and extended his hand to Gu Zixuan.

On the other side, the faces of the three people simultaneously froze.

Even though Gu Zixuan’s voice was very small, they all still heard it.

Qin Nuo blinked, looking at the clear contrast; the slightly stiff expression and body of President Yu... he was completely bewildered, not knowing what was happening.

Yu Yuanshen’s eyes turned cold, and he didn’t speak.

Jiang Yuan, on the other hand, watched as Gu Zixuan actually decided in that moment to boldly head for the restroom in public, choosing to call on President Feng, rather than her, as if something was more certain. Her face turned slightly red.

Gu Zixuan didn’t know what they were thinking.

Because, for her, she didn’t really think Feng Chengjin was much better.

It’s just that she really didn’t want to have too much physical contact with other men. With Feng Chengjin, she’d already had contact several times, even with more embarrassing things happening... one more time, one less time...

It’s better than having more or less contact with the group of men in general...

Especially... she glanced at the only woman, Jiang Yuan. When she talked about going to the restroom and saw Jiang Yuan’s expression of instantly lowering her eyes with a bashful look, something in her mind shivered with disgust. She quickly extended her hand to Feng Chengjin.

Letting him half-pull, half-hold her as they left.

...

This shift passed through the majority of the crowd in the hall.

Feng Chengjin held onto the hand that Gu Zixuan proactively offered for the first time, although not understanding the reason, he couldn’t help but smile lightly.

Especially when a sharp gaze pierced from behind, he turned the corners of his lips into a cool, charming grin.

With a slight pause, his long legs took a step further without leaving a trace, making it difficult for Gu Zixuan to keep up, so he glanced down.

Not caring if they were still in the hall, where world elites were present to watch the concert,

he bent down, swept his long arms under her, and picked up Gu Zixuan.

Behind him, an icy, piercing stare intensified, and there were also gasps of mild surprise all around.

Feng Chengjin said the French word for "foot," "pied."

Suddenly, the previously astonished foreigners, upon seeing Gu Zixuan’s ankle, all nodded in understanding and made way.

Murmuring, "Vous."

Suspended in mid-air, Gu Zixuan was caught off guard by this sudden domineering behavior, and her heart started pounding heavily.

After seeing everyone make way, her face couldn’t help blushing even more, "Feng Chengjin, what are you doing? I just asked you to take me to the restroom."

"I am indeed taking you. It’s just that you’re too slow, and it’s about to start. This way is faster."

Gu Zixuan was speechless, "..."

She should never have expectations from a man like Feng Chengjin who is either overbearingly gentle or annoyingly childish.

They glanced at the ancient clock under the Renaissance decor.

Gu Zixuan knew that Feng Chengjin wasn’t wrong.

If they didn’t hurry up, everyone else would have already been seated. f r\eew,eb novel.c(o)(m)

Pursing her lips, realizing she couldn’t jump down halfway, she just held onto his collar along with the rhythm of his steps to prevent bumps.

Her slender fingertips rested in a sensitive spot; if she examined closely, she’d notice her hand was over his heart.

But Gu Zixuan hadn’t thought about this, so she didn’t notice.

Feng Chengjin looked down with a sly smile, reminiscing the sensation of holding her five fingers earlier, a deep gleam of humor in his eyes.

...

Behind them, Yu Yuanshen watched Feng Chengjin’s unabashed intentions with cold hawk-like eyes.

Yu Yuanshen’s demeanor was usually gentle; for him to become so cold had the quality of frost on a spring day.

After a brief pause, Yu Yuanshen stood up straight and followed after them.

Behind, Qin Nuo and Jiang Yuan exchanged a glance, feeling uneasy, and checked the clock. There were still 15 minutes before the entrance, although they thought it was inappropriate to be third wheels, they could only follow on with heavy steps.

...

On the other side, Feng Chengjin’s pace was quick.

It seemed like he’d been to the Paris Opera House before and was familiar with shortcuts.

After a few turns, he found a restroom in a nearly hidden corner with almost no one around.

Pushing open the intricately carved doors reminiscent of the Renaissance, Gu Zixuan saw Feng Chengjin kicking a "cleaning" sign to the door without hesitation and carrying her into the women’s restroom.

She gasped, eyes wide, "Hey! Feng Chengjin, this is the women’s restroom. Are you crazy?"