The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 148. Fly into a rage out of humiliation (first update)

Chapter 148: 148. Fly into a rage out of humiliation (first update)

"I didn’t," Han Yi defended himself, but a guilty flicker in his eyes betrayed him. Yeah, in the middle of last night, as he was beholding Yu Xiaoxuan’s sleeping face, he had, rather impulsively, indeed done a few things. But that girl had been sleeping so deeply—she shouldn’t know about it, right?

"You undressed me!" Yu Xiaoxuan accused.

"You snuck some of my alcohol last night, threw up all over yourself and me. If I hadn’t taken off your clothes, were you planning to sleep in them all night?"

Yu Xiaoxuan’s crying softened a bit. It seemed she was starting to remember fragments of the night. Her face was full of disgust; the thought of sleeping in clothes covered in vomit made her stomach churn with nausea.

"Then... then you could have called Auntie to help me change."

Han Yi snorted, "Big sister, I live alone; where would I get an Auntie from?"

Calling me big sister are you? You’re the big sister; your whole family is full of big sisters. Yu Xiaoxuan seethed internally.

"Don’t rich families usually have maids?" Yu Xiaoxuan said.

"Who told you that rich people have to hire maids?" Like him, someone who didn’t like strangers in his home wouldn’t hire a maid, only arranging for housekeeping services to clean the house regularly.

"Even so, you shouldn’t have changed my clothes yourself. In any case, you’re just picking on me..." Yu Xiaoxuan acted petulantly. She was a girl, after all; couldn’t Han Yi go a little easy on her?

Han Yi: ...

"Just say what you actually want."

Yu Xiaoxuan was at a loss for words. What did she want? She had no idea; she was just feeling aggrieved at the thought of possibly being taken advantage of by the man in front of her last night while drunk, and now Han Yi’s question caught her off guard.

After thinking for a while, Yu Xiaoxuan spoke up, "You... you first get me a set of clothes to change into." She was still wearing a bathrobe, which was uncomfortable.

"There are no women’s clothes here, only mine. Do you want those?"

"...Yes."

Han Yi went out and after a short while, brought in a set of clothes and threw them on the bed, "These are new; I haven’t worn them." Then he left the room again.

Yu Xiaoxuan didn’t get up from the bed to lock the door until she heard it close behind him.

Han Yi had given her a set of sportswear. Being tall and well-built, his clothes hung on her like a child sneaking into an adult’s wardrobe. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, frowned and rolled up the sleeves a bit.

Han Yi knocked on the door from outside.

"What’s up?" Yu Xiaoxuan’s voice was cautious.

"There are toiletries in the bathroom. Fresh up and come out when you’re done," Han Yi said from outside the door, his footsteps fading away.

Yu Xiaoxuan let out a sigh of relief, but then felt she was being overly suspicious. After all, nothing had happened to her in last night’s state, so perhaps it wasn’t necessary to worry now.

Having come to terms with the situation, Yu Xiaoxuan felt relieved and deliberately pushed the matter of Han Yi helping her change her clothes to the back of her mind.

When Yu Xiaoxuan finished washing up and came out, Han Yi was already sitting at the dining table eating breakfast. He had changed into a pink shirt and a pair of dress pants—no tie; the top two buttons of the shirt were undone, exposing his sexy collarbone. However, Yu Xiaoxuan’s gaze was drawn to the reddish-purple bite mark on his neck.

She had a vague memory of the previous night’s events and knew what it was about, causing her face to heat up.

Han Yi glanced at her, then quickly looked away, his face expressionless, and said, "Aren’t you eating?"

Yu Xiaoxuan had been hungry for a while, and seeing the breakfast on the table, she of course wanted to eat. It was just that Han Yi hadn’t spoken, and she felt a bit embarrassed. Now that he had spoken, she immediately sat down with a big smile and started gnawing on a corn cob.

The breakfast must have been takeout Han Yi had ordered over the phone, and it tasted quite good.

Yu Xiaoxuan ate with a joyful expression, completely forgetting the slight unpleasantness of the morning. Looking at Han Yi, she felt he was slightly more pleasing to the eye. Although sometimes he was quite annoying, he wasn’t without his good points. At the very least, he was rather gentlemanly.

Han Yi’s gaze had actually been on her the entire time. Seeing her satisfied look as she ate, a trace of a smile flashed in his eyes. She really was someone who was easy to satisfy.

"Yu Xiaoxuan, I don’t understand," Han Yi said, having nearly finished his meal. His appetite wasn’t great in the mornings. Watching the person who was thoroughly enjoying their food, he asked, "I am your boss, after all. Even if you don’t compliment or flatter me, you should at least show me politeness and respect. But why is it that every time you see me, you look as if you’ve seen an archenemy?"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaoxuan replied without a second thought, "Because you’re a scumbag, you got someone pregnant and then refused to take responsibility. Such a scumbag deserves to be condemned by everyone."

Han Yi’s face darkened. So it was because of this incident, but he felt very wronged about it. He had indeed been involved with that woman, but he could swear to heaven that the child in her womb wasn’t his. Even though he had indeed gotten drunk one night and spent the night with her, he knew his own body, and he knew whether anything had happened or not. That woman had been ambiguous with another man while following him, and as soon as he found out, he didn’t hesitate to break up with her. Who knew that a month later, that woman would come knocking on his door, claiming the child was his? He himself wanted to cry injustice.

But was this something he could tell Yu Xiaoxuan? Could he say that he, Young Master Han, had been cuckolded and was almost made a happy father?

He would rather die than say such words.

Young Master Han was unhappy, his face sullen, and then he stalked off.

Yu Xiaoxuan pursed her lips, simply thinking he was flushed with anger. She glanced at Han Yi’s retreating figure, shook her head, and continued eating her breakfast.

Just at that moment, the doorbell rang. Yu Xiaoxuan initially wanted to call Han Yi to open the door, but looking at the firmly closed bedroom door and recalling Han Yi’s dark face from moments before, she thought about it and stood up.

There was a man standing outside the door, whom Yu Xiaoxuan found somewhat familiar. Then she recognized him as Han Yi’s assistant, whom she had seen before at the company.

The assistant was surprised to see Yu Xiaoxuan but didn’t show it on his face. He greeted her with a beaming smile, "Miss Yu, these are clothes the president asked me to bring you. They’re all your size." Then, he handed a bag to Yu Xiaoxuan.

Yu Xiaoxuan took it and heard the assistant continue, "The president said he has already asked Sister Linda for your leave. You can go to the office in the afternoon. There’s something else at the company, so I’ll be on my way. Miss Yu, goodbye."

Yu Xiaoxuan stood there, dumbfounded, watching the assistant’s departing figure, still in shock. Looking at the bag in her hands, which indeed contained women’s clothing, she shook her head, closed the door, and went into the bedroom to change.

The clothes indeed fit her size perfectly. But how did the assistant know her size?

Of course, the assistant had no way of knowing her size, but Han Yi did. The previous night, while helping Yu Xiaoxuan change her clothes, he had inadvertently learned it.