A loud voice, that’s almost like shouting, caused the several servants to be startled.
The new little servant girl, Jing Jing, is completely ignorant about the matters in the villa and was immediately frightened by the scene in front of her.
“You come with me.” Zhang Chenfei took a deep breath and grabbed Jiao Qi’s wrist to drag him upstairs.
“I’m not going. I want to eat.” Jiao Qi shook off his hand. He did not eat lunch and only ate some dessert snacks in the afternoon. He specially instructed the kitchen to serve dinner at an earlier time.
At this moment, Jiao Qi was so dizzy that he isn’t willing to follow Zhangda Diao and exhaust himself to go along with this act.
“You dare to defy my orders?!” President-daren looked angry as he fiercely gripped the little substitute’s arm, locked it tightly, and dragged him upstairs.
S
eeing this scene unfold in front of her, Jing Jing couldn’t help but whisper to the other servants, “It turns out that the life of the rich and powerful families is not so easy, ah.”
All of the servants, may it be the girls, boys, or aunts, looked at this scene with disbelief. They were utterly shocked on how, suddenly, their Master Zhang’s courage was so big that he dared to treat their Mistress Jiao that way.
As for Jiao Qi, his stomach aches so much that he couldn’t stand steadily anymore. However, he was forcibly pulled up by his lao gong. At this, Jiao Qi immediately frowned. His complexion also became poor, as he said, “Don’t move, I feel bad.”
The sound of Jiao Qi’s voice is very soft, even softer than the usual volume of speech. Almost everyone around did not hear it, but Zhang Chenfei heard it clearly. This sentence seemed to possess magic or charm, as the fire-breathing giant dragon instantly stopped and calmed down.
“What’s the matter?” The president released his grip on his lovely little wife and saw him slowly bend over while covering his stomach. He hurriedly hugged the man and sat back on the sofa. Touching that pale little face, the loving look in Mr. Dior’s eyes almost wanted to turn himself into a substance that could take away his pain.
“Yanyan’s stomach is also not good, and doesn’t always remember to eat,” mumbled Zhang Chenfei, as he took Jiao Qi into his embrace. He placed his warm big hand over his little wife’s shirt to warm up his belly. Then, he raised his head to order Jing Jing, the person standing the nearest to them, “Go to the medicine cabinet and bring over the stomach medicine. It is the first golden box at the third row from the left.”
“Yes, Mister.” Jing Jing complied and went over to get the medicine. Regarding this abrupt change in the plot, it was too fast that she’s unable to adapt quickly. With a confused expression, she looked over at her little friends.
But those girls, boys, and aunts are showing an “as expected” look as they smiled silently to themselves.
The butler carried over a bowl of hot soup and a cup of warm water.
Zhang Chenfei took a small laddle and scooped out a spoonful of medicine and fed it into Jiao Qi’s mouth.
Being watched by so many people, Jiao Qi finds it a little embarrassing. He pinched his lao gong’s wrist to indicate that he could feed himself on his own. But Mr. Zhang simply ignored it, and continued to feed him seriously.
“I told you to be obedient and do things as I say.” Zhang stuffed the medicine into the mouth of the little substitute. With this, president-daren’s eyes showed a trace of satisfaction, as he whispered, “Yanyan doesn’t allow me to feed him, but you are clearly the opposite.”
Hearing this, Jiao Qi is somewhat distracted and stared blankly while drinking from the cup of lukewarm water on his husband's hand.
He remembers that in the past, when he was sick to eat, this guy always tried to feed him. However, the education that Jiao Qi received from childhood taught him that he should eat meals on his own without bothering others. Therefore, it was very rare for someone to succeed in feeding him.
After drinking the water, Jiao Qi got a gentle kiss from the man who fed him.
Having tasted the bitter taste on his lovely little wife’s lips, Zhang Chenfei sighed. This wicked but clever little substitute is deliberately putting on a frail look to provoke him to take pity on him. Nevertheless, he still ate this same old stuff that Yanyan ate. Seeing this familiar face with a look of suffering, he couldn’t help but feel distressed.
Mr. Zhang briefed the kitchen to make some soft and easily digestible food for dinner. He supervised the small and delicate wife as the latter eats his meal until he finished it all. Finally, president-daren could put down his worries.
Afterwards, he carried the man in his arms and went upstairs. He paused in front of the master bedroom’s door, as he thought of letting the little substitute to sleep inside the guest room.
Jiao Qi looked at him with a calm and unruffled expression as he asked, “Are you sure you would let me sleep here?”
The president-daren painfully massaged the space between his eyebrows. Although he did not want to admit it, the little substitute is indeed very alluring. When he is so close to him, he can barely restrain himself to kiss and hug him dearly.
He let out a deep sigh and with his melancholic back facing Jiao Qi, he said, “I’m sorry. I cannot let Yanyan down.”
Jiao Qi almost laughed aloud, bowed his head and coughed twice before saying, “In that case, good night, Mr. Dior.”
Sleeping on separate beds is also good. A few days ago, this guy had been so proactive. If it goes on, his kidney wouldn’t be able stand it.
Mr. Dior clenched his fist and said, “I told you to call me Mr. Da Diao…Good night!”
” … ”
The guest room also has a big bed. Its design is actually similar to the master bedroom. Only, this room is a bit smaller.
Jiao Qi stretched out his body and rolled on the bed. When he remembered what he saw in the basement during the day, he couldn’t help but bury his face in the quilt and secretly laugh. ‘Last night, I was not able to close my eyes and sleep. But tonight, I can finally set my worries to rest and peacefully sleep.’
In the middle of the night, Jiao Qi slowly opened his eyes. Sleeping until this hour took away his extreme tiredness throughout the day. Though still sleepy, he began to feel that the bed is uncomfortable to sleep on.
There is no warm chest behind him, and no shallow snoring near his ear. Also, he never knew that the early autumn night is unexpectedly so cold.
Helpless, he got up and crawled down the bed. He slid back to the master bedroom with his slippers on and drilled himself inside the warm quilt.
Zhangda Diao’s body is in good health. He is full of energy every day, and the temperature inside the quilt is five degrees higher with Zhang Chenfei beside him. The lovely little wife sighed comfortably and shut his eyes with peace of mind.
Zhang Chenfei turned over and touched a warm body. He paused for a moment before subconsciously pulling that warm body into his embrace. He just made a light snort before immersing himself back into a deep sleep.
Early morning the next day, Zhang Chenfei discovered that a big living person was buried in his bosom. President-daren got terrified and suddenly woke up. He propped up half of his body to look at that sleeping person.
Jiao Qi slept very well. His white face has a faint pink color and looked attractively handsome.
‘Darn little substitute! He actually learned to climb into someone else’s bed!’
Zhang Chenfei, who was fuming with rage between gritted teeth, woke the person up in his bosom and asked, “What are you doing here?”
“It was too cold inside the guest room,” Jiao Qi answered as he yawned and rubbed his eyes. “What time is it?”
“Man, are you testing my patience?” The president grabbed the hand that’s rubbing the eyes and pressed it on the pillow. There’s a dangerous look in his eyes as he glared at Jiao Qi.
“What’s making you crazy so early in the morning?” Jiao Qi stretched his five fingers and covered Zhangda Diao’s face as he pushed his big head away.
Because he slept in too much comfort last night, Jiao Qi’s silk pajamas is in disorder and some buttons were unfastened. As he raised his hand, the said pajamas accidentally slid down.
“Darn!” Zhang Chenfei practically bellowed and jumped out of bed. Like a dog in a cage, he repeatedly walked around a few circles. “To actually crawl into someone else’s bed, you really do not know shame!”
“I merely had a little bit of difficulties sleeping in a bed other than my own,” said the little substitute whose face looked innocent.
“Ha-ha, do you think I will believe it? Very good! You asked for it.”
Jiao Qi doesn’t feel like responding to his crappy lines. So, he grabbed his messy bedhead and got up to wash his face and rinse his mouth. However, he hadn’t moved a step when he was suddenly thrown back to the pile of soft pillows by his husband.
After falling down, he was dragged inside the quilt by a beast.
“You don’t want to remain chaste for Jiao Yan?” asked Jiao Qi.
“How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to mention his name! You really won’t shed tears until you see a coffin! Today, I must teach you a lesson!”
“Hahahaha…no, don’t, today’s Monday…we have to go to work! Aah…aahh…uhmm….”
On a certain Monday morning, the two presidents are destined to be late.
The employees of Shi Fei Technology have become accustomed with regards to the late arrival of their president from time to time. After all, president-daren often had to shoulder the task of making breakfast for President Jiao and being his driver. So after nine o’clock, no one came to urge for the president to hurry over into the office.
But Bajiao is different. Their workaholic devil boss is always punctual regardless of weather conditions – rain, hail or shine. Yu Yuan, as a personal secretary, sent a message to Jiao Qi at 9:00, asking him if he needed a car.
President Jiao managed to return a message even when he is “extremely busy” and told Yu Yuan that he didn’t need a car. Today, Jiao Qi will be late in going to work and once he arrives in the office later on, he will once again fall into a whirlpool as he gets busy with work.
The coldness of the early autumn was dispelled as the two people inside the quilt are bathed in sweat. Jiao Qi dragged his body that was about to fall apart due to exhaustion to the bathroom for a shower. Once done, he can finally manage to stand up straight. Jiao Qi wiped his wet hair while coming out of the bathroom, and suddenly felt hot and thirsty.
“Drink this!” ordered President-daren whose face looked very ugly. He placed the drinking glass filled with black liquid on the table and forced his lovely little wife to drink it.
“What is this?” Jiao Qi held the glass with both hands and tried tasting it. It was ice-cold and full of tiny bubbles. Surely, its a glass of Coke with ice.
“Oral contraceptive.” President-daren said coolly.
“Pfff—!” The big mouthful of Coke that was just barely drank was spurted out and sprayed directly onto Zhang Chenfei’s face. Quickly after, bubbles could be seen hanging on his eyebrows. Mr. Dior’s face, which was originally less cheerful, is now darker.
“I won’t let you conceive the child of the Zhang family.” The president touched his face and gestured for Jiao Qi to continue drinking.
“…I don’t have that function.” Jiao Qi drew out the corner of his mouth, as if to remind him.
Zhang Chenfei pinched the face of his lovely little wife, as he said in an ice-cold tone, “Do you think I am not aware of your plan? You want to seize this opportunity to become pregnant and be promoted as the genuine Madame Zhang. I won’t let you succeed.”
“How does drinking Coke become a contraceptive?” Jiao Qi reluctantly took a gulp of Coke. A slice of lemon was also added in it which made it taste even better.
President-daren answered in a serious way, “Coke kills sperm.”
“…”