The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 302. Han Yi Gets Jealous (24th Update)

Chapter 302: 302. Han Yi Gets Jealous (24th Update)

Yu Xiaoxuan felt awkward, "It’s not like I did anything to betray him. Just a few days ago, when I was shooting a new commercial, my co-star was my celebrity crush Ye Xiangyu, the real Ye Xiangyu. After we finished, I asked Ye Xiangyu to have dinner, and wouldn’t you know it, the paparazzi snapped some photos."

Fang Tong immediately understood, "So it’s because Han Yi got jealous."

"This man is really petty. I just had a meal with my crush, and he gets angry, ignoring me for two whole days, and even dared to stay out all night." Yu Xiaoxuan grumbled, "If he continues to ignore me, if he won’t speak to me today, then I am going to run away from home. Let him be angry by himself. He’d better die of anger."

Shen Qinglan chuckled, "If Han Yi heard that, he might actually keel over. Xiao Xuan, it’s not really Han Yi’s fault for being angry. Put yourself in his shoes, if he had dinner with some actress and said she was his goddess, and it caused a media frenzy, how would you feel?"

Yu Xiaoxuan clenched her teeth, "He wouldn’t dare." After saying that, she suddenly understood Shen Qinglan’s point, her expression froze, and she became contemplative.

Seeing that she got the point, a hint of a smile crossed Shen Qinglan’s eyes. In fact, Yu Xiaoxuan was a bit thick when it came to matters of the heart. Without a nudge, she wouldn’t have realized where the problem was. Poor Han Yi had been sulking for so long without her even realizing what he was upset about.

Fang Tong shook her head as if there was no helping it, "Poor Han Yi, having set his heart on our girl who’s thicker than a bowl of noodles."

Yu Xiaoxuan rolled her eyes, "Fang Tong, you’re the thick one."

Now that Yu Xiaoxuan had realized where the problem lay, she began to feel a tinge of guilt toward the man she had left at home, "Well, Qinglan, Fang Tong, I should head back first. I’m not at ease leaving Han Yi alone at home."

"Sure, go ahead," Fang Tong said, and after Yu Xiaoxuan had left, she exchanged a glance with Shen Qinglan, and they both laughed.

Yu Xiaoxuan hurried back home. Han Yi was still asleep, lying topless on the bed, seemingly uncomfortable, with his brows furrowed tightly.

Standing by the bed, Yu Xiaoxuan couldn’t help but sigh internally. A good-looking person has such advantages that even his frowning looks good.

She sat on the edge of the bed and gently pushed Han Yi, "Han Yi, wake up."

Han Yi didn’t wake up, so Yu Xiaoxuan called out again, louder this time, but Han Yi remained asleep. It wasn’t until she patted his face that she realized his skin was an abnormal temperature. She put her hand to his forehead and sure enough, it was burning hot.

"Han Yi, wake up." Yu Xiaoxuan shook Han Yi vigorously, and finally, he opened his eyes, albeit weakly, and looked at Yu Xiaoxuan.

"Xiao Xuan." His voice was hoarse, and it sounded exhausting just to speak.

"Han Yi, you have a fever, let’s get up quickly, we need to go to the hospital."

Han Yi shook his head, "I’m fine, I’ll be better after some sleep."

Yu Xiaoxuan silently rebuked herself for not paying enough attention. If she had spoken properly to Han Yi in the morning, she would have noticed something was wrong. Instead, when Han Yi got angry, she also stopped talking to him. If it wasn’t for Shen Qinglan’s reminder, she might have really gone several days without speaking to Han Yi. If his fever had lasted much longer, Han Yi might have been seriously damaged by it.

"Han Yi, get up now, we’re going to the hospital." Yu Xiaoxuan tried to pull him up, but Han Yi was too heavy to move.

"Xiao Xuan, I really am fine, just let me sleep," Han Yi said hoarsely, his throat burning like fire, making it painful to talk.

Yu Xiaoxuan couldn’t move Han Yi and couldn’t just watch him continue to suffer with a fever, so she walked out of the room, grabbed a bottle of baijiu from Han Yi’s liquor cabinet, and tried to reduce his fever with alcohol.

However, after an hour, Han Yi’s temperature hadn’t dropped at all, and Yu Xiaoxuan urgently called for an ambulance.

Han Yi was admitted to the hospital, and by the time he fully regained consciousness, it was already the next morning. As he opened his eyes, he saw Yu Xiaoxuan sleeping sweetly by his bedside, her hand tightly grasping his.

His gaze softened. He vaguely remembered what happened. It seemed he really had scared Xiao Xuan this time. He moved his hand slightly and she quickly woke up. Seeing that Han Yi was awake brought her great joy, "Han Yi, you’re awake, you really scared me to death."

"Sorry, I made you worry," Han Yi said, his voice hoarse from the fever, every word like a knife cut.

Yu Xiaoxuan hurriedly poured Han Yi a glass of water and helped him sit up, "Drink some water first."

Han Yi felt a bit better after downing the entire glass of water, "Were you very worried?"

Yu Xiaoxuan snorted, "Who was worried about you? Weren’t you still mad at me, refusing to even acknowledge when I spoke to you?"

Han Yi smiled, still holding onto Yu Xiaoxuan’s hand, and she didn’t pull away, "Yes, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have been angry with you, I shouldn’t have ignored you. I’m sorry, can you forgive me?"

Yu Xiaoxuan’s anger had long since faded, and now with Han Yi apologizing, she felt guilty instead, "Han Yi, I am the one to blame. I was so foolish to call Ye Xiangyu my male god. The truth is, you are my real god. You are the most important person in my heart, you are my sky, my earth, and the most important sunshine in my life."

This sudden confession left Han Yi feeling incredibly sweet inside, yet the more he heard, the more something seemed amiss. He narrowed his eyes, looking at Yu Xiaoxuan, "Yu Xiaoxuan, are those lines from a TV drama?"

"The lines are from ’Youth is an Accident’." Yu Xiaoxuan replied subconsciously.

Ha, of course!

After spouting her lines, Yu Xiaoxuan immediately realized something was off, seeing Han Yi’s expression, she inwardly sighed at her own stupidity, even her attempt at an apology could annoy someone.

Pulling on Han Yi’s sleeve, "Han Yi, don’t be angry anymore. Although it’s just lines, my apology is sincere. I truly realize my mistake. From now on, I’ll stay far away from those so-called male gods. You will be my only male god from today."

Han Yi’s eyes were filled with smiles, but his facial expression remained indifferent, "Everything you just said is true? You won’t dine with those male celebrities in the future?"

Yu Xiaoxuan nodded, "Right."

"And you won’t sit at home holding your phone, watching TV, and drooling over those male celebrities’ good looks?"

Yu Xiaoxuan hesitated but, faced with Han Yi’s "I knew you were just sweet-talking me, you fickle woman" look, nodded, "Yes, yes, yes, from now on I will only swoon over you. If any other man wants to ask me out, I’ll definitely bring you along and tell them this is my man, isn’t he handsomer than you? Happy now?"

Han Yi was quite satisfied but still not enough, "In the future, you can’t film bed scenes, can’t film kissing scenes, can’t undress, can’t have any kind of physical contact with other male celebrities..." Han Yi enumerated one by one.

Yu Xiaoxuan’s face darkened as she gritted her teeth, "Han Yi, enough is enough. Don’t go too far." She now seriously suspected that Han Yi was faking his illness on purpose just to make her compensate excessively.

Seeing the look in Yu Xiaoxuan’s eyes, Han Yi internally remarked that he might have overacted, and promptly stopped, "That’s all."

Yu Xiaoxuan gave a hollow laugh, "I can agree to the first three, but don’t even think about the rest." If she couldn’t have any physical contact with any male celebrities, she might as well quit the entertainment industry.

Han Yi sheepishly agreed, "Okay."

"Han Yi, you truly live up to being a businessman," Yu Xiaoxuan said through clenched teeth. She had merely dined with someone, and now she’s being forced to pay such an exorbitant price.

Han Yi smiled warmly, "Thanks for the compliment."

Looking at his unbelievably thick skin, Yu Xiaoxuan decided not to argue with a sick person, lest she die of anger herself, "What would you like to eat? I’ll go buy it for you."

Han Yi hadn’t eaten for a day and a night and was already hungry, "Just porridge is fine."

"Alright, wait for me. I’ll go buy it right now."

Yu Xiaoxuan grabbed her wallet and went out, but when she returned, her face was sour.

"What happened?" Han Yi asked, noticing her upset demeanor which wasn’t present when she had left.

"These pesky reporters, they can blow the smallest issues up to the scale of a world war."

Hearing that, Han Yi arched an eyebrow and looked at her. Yu Xiaoxuan tossed her phone to Han Yi, "See for yourself."

Han Yi took the phone and just as he turned it on, he saw the news on the screen and was speechless, "I attempted suicide over love?"

Yu Xiaoxuan laughed sardonically, "Yeah, you’re famous now. ’Han Group’s CEO’s fiancée cheats with a certain male celebrity; Mr. Han, heartbroken and devastated, drinks heavily into the night. In a moment of despair, he actually takes pills and attempts suicide, now being rescued in the hospital.’ Han Yi, you’re really famous now."

Han Yi’s face darkened; who could have written such news? It’s you who should be committing suicide; your whole family should commit suicide.

Han Yi wanted to call his assistant but then realized his phone wasn’t on him, his face looking uglier than Yu Xiaoxuan’s.

"I’ll handle this," Han Yi said.

Han Yi’s assistant had already seen the news and had instructed the company’s public relations department to start damage control. Unable to reach Han Yi, the assistant had found out which hospital he was in from the news and rushed over without a pause.

"Mr. Han."

Seeing his assistant, Han Yi asked, "How’s the situation being handled?"

The assistant reported, "We’ve looked into it. It was a small-time entertainment gossip journalist trying to make a name for himself that wrote the article. No one else was behind it."

"Are you certain?"

The assistant nodded, "Yes."

Han Yi sneered, "Well, that makes things easier. Arrange a meeting with that journalist for me. Tell him I want to have a heart-to-heart and talk about my ’sorrowful past.’"

The assistant looked embarrassed, "Yes, Mr. Han." He was about to leave when Han Yi stopped him, "Wait a moment."

The assistant looked at him.

"Clarify the rumors first. I don’t want to see any posts berating Xiao Xuan online." Han Yi had casually noticed that there were already posts attacking Yu Xiaoxuan in the forums and her Weibo was filled with abusive comments, very unpleasant to read.

Yu Xiaoxuan had heard Han Yi’s words, and after the assistant left, she said, "They’re just some haters. It’s not the first time I’ve been attacked; I’m not even angry, and here you are, getting worked up first."