My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

Zhong Yuye took the script, flipped through it casually, and let out a snort of derision, “Another one of these brain-dead TV dramas? I’m not interested.’

He hadn’t returned the script to Rong Yan yet when she calmly said, “You’ve lost a bet, you’ve lost to me, this is my condition, you have no choice.”

Zhong Yuye slowly took back the script, squinted his eyes, stared at her, then suddenly, his thin lips curled up, and he arrogantly raised an eyebrow, “Interesting.”

“I’ll take this job!”

Rong Yan always felt a gaze on her, which made her uncomfortably feel like a little wife caught cheating by her husband.

After Zhong Yuye accepted, she hurriedly said, “I’ll wait for you here in a week.”

After she finished speaking, she was about to leave.

“Wait. ”

Rong Yan turned her head back.

“I only come back here on the third of every month.” A business card flew onto her, “The young master’s phone number, keep it safe!”

Rong Yan put the business card in her pocket, twisted the throttle, and rode off on her bike.

At the same time, darkness, a black Bentley also followed her and disappeared into the night.

Rong Yan had been keeping an eye through the rearview mirror, and sure enough, the black Bentley was tailing her the whole way.

She involuntarily slowed down.

When she was returning to the city and passing through a traffic light intersection, the Bentley that had been following her suddenly overtook her and blocked her off, forcing her to stop on the sidewalk—

The window of the Bentley rolled down, revealing half of a handsome face that was breathtaking, “Get in the car!”

Rong Yan,

Li Shengxiao’s thin lips were somewhat pale, his complexion also slightly flushed, as he gripped the steering wheel, “I’ll have someone send your bike back. ”

Rong Yan noticed his uneven breathing while he was speaking and sighed softly in her heart. She locked her little motorbike and pulled open the door of the car.

“Let me drive!”

Li Shengxiao’s eyebrows rose.

Rong Yan had already bent down nimbly to help him unbuckle his seat belt and urged him, “Move to the side, why are you out and about when you haven’t recovered from your illness?”

Though she sounded complaining, Li Shengxiao felt the care hidden in her complaints. His gloomy mood lifted quite a bit, and he moved out of the seat, sitting down in the passenger seat.

Rong Yan got in the car, fastened her seatbelt, and tested the car’s performance.

Oh, worthy of a top luxury car, the feel is just so good-!

She turned the car key, ignited the engine, and asked, “Where to now? Back to my place or shall I take you to Doctor Cui?”

“To your place.”

There was a raspy and tearing quality in his voice.

Just by listening to his voice, you could tell his throat was suffering.

Rong Yan stole a glance at him in the rearview mirror and, when the traffic light turned green, she pressed the gas pedal, and the car smoothly drove back to the apartment complex.

Once back home,

she placed her motorcycle helmet in the cabinet and, while changing her shoes, asked, “That… weren’t you asleep before I left? Did the sound of the door closing disturb you?”

What she actually wanted to ask was why on earth he was following her!

It really made her feel like a cheating little wife.

The sensation was just too damn thrilling! Her heart couldn’t take it; she was nearly overwhelmed.

After waiting for quite some time, as she finished changing her shoes, no one had responded to her.

Only when Rong Yan walked further inside did she see the man in the living room with his handsome face starting to show an abnormal flush again, his brow tightly furrowed, looking as if he was in great discomfort.

“Li Shengxiao, what’s wrong with you? Are you still feeling terrible?”

She hurried over, not caring about the lack of familiarity, and reached out to touch his forehead.

Sure enough, it was starting to burn up again!

“I’ll call Doctor Cui to hurry him up.”

A meeting shouldn’t last that long!

Even if he had a meal after the meeting, it had been four hours; he should be back by now, right?

Before she could finish, her wrist was grasped..