My CEO Husband Has Some Issues - Chapter 8
Chapter 8: Chapter 8: Is Someone Taking a Bath?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Mr. Li, hello.”
“Mr. Li, hello.”
As the car drove into the mansion, under the incredulous gazes of the many servants, Li Shengxiao carried the woman in his arms and headed upstairs.
Only after the two of them had gone up did the servants dare to discuss the matter.
“I just saw Mr. Li carrying a woman in his arms, are my eyes deceiving me?”
“I saw it too, it certainly was a woman.”
“Mr. Li actually personally carried a woman home, what’s the background of that woman?”
“I don’t know, her face was turned away from us, I couldn’t see clearly.”
The people downstairs were abuzz with discussion, having no effect on what was happening upstairs.
In Li Shengxiao’s private bedroom, the person lying on the bed slowly opened her beautiful eyes…
Having just woken up, Rong Yan’s mind was still struggling to catch up, but after a while, she finally remembered what had happened.
She had encountered Shi Mufeng and Rong Weiwei at the entrance of KZ Entertainment and had an argument with them. Then, Shi Mufeng ran after her, and Rong Weiwei took advantage of the chaos to suddenly push her, sending her spilling onto the road just as a car was coming around the corner…
Hadn’t she been in a car accident?
Where is this…
Rong Yan propped herself up to survey her surroundings and heard the sound of water splashing from the bathroom.
Someone was taking a shower?
She immediately threw back the covers and checked her clothes, taking a deep breath of relief only once she was sure her clothes were intact.
Thank goodness, she hadn’t been picked up by Rong Weiwei.
Otherwise, not to mention losing her virginity in a car accident, getting gang-raped was also a possibility.
If it wasn’t Rong Weiwei and her group, who brought her here? And, could someone tell her why her lips were swollen and painful, as though she had landed face-first after being hit?
Rong Yan touched her slightly swollen, red lips with her finger, straightened her clothes, and climbed out of bed, finding a safe spot near the door to wait for the person inside to come out.
Finally, the man who had finished his shower walked out dressed in a bathrobe, and bathed in the light, his true visage was finally revealed.
The man who emerged from the darkness was casually draped in a silver-gray bathrobe, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs—his physique even better than that of a male model on the runway!
Because he had just showered, droplets of water traced down his flawless neck, slipped over his Adam’s apple, and disappeared into the depths…
Unparalleled nobility!
This man seemed to be born with a glow, his mere presence enough to capture everyone’s attention!
The moment Rong Yan saw his face, she was as if struck by lightning and exclaimed in disbelief, “Li Shengxiao?”
Fucking hell!
Why was Li Shengxiao here? Did Li Shengxiao’s car hit her, or did this man find out something and wanted to confront her… In a matter of seconds, Rong Yan felt like she was on a roller coaster, her heart flipping and flopping.
Her expression was so entertaining that even the usually expressionless man couldn’t help raising an eyebrow, casting her a surprised glance, “Do you know me?”
Unsure of what was happening, Rong Yan chose the safest answer, forcing a smile, “The president of Li Group, even if I lack common knowledge, at least I’ve watched television. I’ve seen you on it.”
So that was it, for a moment, he thought she knew him.
Li Shengxiao neither confirmed nor denied, casually tossing a towel to her, “Go take a shower.”
Rong Yan stiffly caught the towel, not daring to move.
The tall man had already walked past her, creating a safe distance as he sat down on a nearby sofa, “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you. After you’ve had your shower, I’ll have the servants apply medicine to you. You’ve scraped your elbow.”
The oppressive atmosphere receded, and Rong Yan’s tense muscles relaxed slightly as she made her escape from the bedroom, guided by the servants.
