Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife
Chapter 30: I’m Very Hungry

Chapter 30: Chapter 30: I’m Very Hungry

Ye Yan lowered her gaze, "How can Ye Lv give up on this case?"

"Give up?" Lin Yihang sneered, "Are you mocking my professional ethics? Sorry, the word ’give up’ does not appear in my dictionary."

"It was my fault back then, Ye Zhun was just a child, he is innocent..."

"Miss Ye, is this the attitude of someone asking for help?" Lin Yihang leisurely pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket, "You’ve dripped saliva all over my shoes."

Ye Yan raised her head, her eyes filled with shock and humiliation that she could not hide in time.

That gentle young man from the past, his venomous tongue could attack someone so ferociously that you’d wish you were never born.

Lin Yihang fixed his gaze on Ye Yan, seeing every emotion in her eyes crystal clear, as if there were a mirror in front of him back then, he would probably have the same expression.

But who had ever shown him pity or compassion?

Lin Yihang handed her the handkerchief with a detached expression, looking down from above, "Miss Ye, show some humility when you’re asking for help."

Ye Yan stared at that handsome hand, the whiteness of the handkerchief was blinding.

She had always been proud, but at that moment, she could no longer afford to protect her petty pride.

She could not let Ye Zhun go to prison.

Ye Yan took the handkerchief, and under the gazes of the passersby around them, under Lin Yihang’s scornful scrutiny, she slowly squatted down.

Just cleaning shoes, right? Compared to the humiliation Lin Yihang had endured in the past, this was nothing.

Lin Yihang’s assistant looked on in surprise at the scene before him. Even with his agile mind, he couldn’t figure out what was happening.

Lin Yihang was always measured in his dealings with others; although his reputation in the circle was extremely loud, he never used his status to bully or humiliate people.

What could Miss Ye have done to offend his boss so greatly, forcing him to act so out of character?

But just as Ye Yan was about to fully squat down, she was suddenly restrained by an arm on her shoulder, and with a strong pull, she fell back into a solid, broad chest.

The familiar scent of cedar, the sensation of high-quality fabric.

The watch worn on the man’s wrist that encircled her was extremely valuable; his hand was as beautiful as a piece of art.

Fu Xingzhou?!

Shouldn’t he be inland right now? Nangong Yan had just posted their photo together in a room this morning.

Before Ye Yan could recover from her shock, Fu Xingzhou’s aristocratic voice with a lazy tone rang in her ear.

"What a coincidence, as soon as I arrive, I witness Mr. Lin bullying with his power. Had too much salt for lunch, you seem idle."

Lin Yihang naturally recognized the man in front of him; nearly half of Ao City’s casinos were under his control, a true master who straddled both the legal and illegal worlds.

But, why would he intervene to help Ye Yan?

Was it purely out of chivalry, or was there something more going on between them?

"Mr. Fu." Lin Yihang’s attitude was neither servile nor overbearing, "It was Miss Ye who came to seek out Lin personally. I have never forced her to do anything. Mr. Fu doesn’t have to be so sarcastic."

Lin Yihang glanced at his watch, "I am very busy, I won’t delay Mr. Fu from playing the hero."

Watching Lin Yihang leave, Ye Yan came to her senses too late; just as she was about to speak up, she was forcefully wrapped in Fu Xingzhou’s embrace, their bodies pressed together, surrounded by his domineering scent.

"Lin..."

"Shh." Fu Xingzhou made a silencing gesture, "Dr. Ye, I am very hungry."

Ye Yan blinked her doe-like eyes, trying to decipher whether he was "really hungry" or "pretend hungry".

Normally, when he said he was hungry, what he ended up "eating" was her.

"I had to get up early to catch a flight, and then sit on a plane where the meal was terribly inedible," the refined young master said, always hard to please. He spoke with conviction, not seeming to tell a lie.

"What would you like to eat?"

"You..." he panted as he spoke, "can make noodles."

Even though she knew he was teasing her, Ye Yan’s face still flushed red involuntarily. When this man wasn’t being serious, every word he uttered was laced with innuendo.

Despite that, he managed to look innocently earnest.

The two returned to the apartment near the Grand Hall.

Fu Xingzhou didn’t fuss about her recent absence from Yuqiao; however, the cramped living space did cause him a great deal of discomfort and claustrophobia.

Ye Yan was in the kitchen, cooking noodles as she also fried an egg in a nearby pan.

Just as she served the egg, her waist was encircled by a pair of strong arms. The man’s lips brushed her slender neck, like a starving predator, his breathing heavy with barely restrained desire.

"Aren’t you very hungry?" Ye Yan said, helpless, a spatula still in her hand.

"You don’t need your waist to cook," he said with a righteous air.

Who wouldn’t be flustered with a full-grown koala hanging off them as if nothing was happening?

"Can you step out for a moment? The noodles are almost ready." Ye Yan picked up the plate with the fried egg. "Take this out for me, will you?"

Fu Xingzhou didn’t take it right away, but instead rubbed his cheek against her shoulder. "How come you’ve lost weight?"

"Are you going to eat or not?"

"I will." Fu Xingzhou stretched out his long arm, taking the plate. "If I don’t eat my fill, how will I have the energy to ’eat’ you?"

Ignoring his crude joke, Ye Yan continued to cook the noodles.

She hadn’t had much of an appetite recently, only eating a small bowl and drinking a little soup. Fu Xingzhou, truly famished, devoured two full bowls of noodles and the fried egg.

Despite being as privileged as he was, even when he ate quickly, one couldn’t detect any hint of greediness.

After they had eaten, Ye Yan cleaned up the dishes while Fu Xingzhou headed to the bathroom for a shower.

She had barely washed two bowls when she heard him calling from the bathroom, asking her to fetch him some fresh clothes.

After his last overnight stay, Sun Ming had prepared several sets of clothes for him to meet his unexpected needs.

Ye Yan took out his loungewear from the cupboard, thought for a moment, then also grabbed a clean pair of underwear and tucked it inside the loungewear before taking it to the bathroom.

The sound of running water was loud; he hadn’t even closed the door, just left it ajar, unguarded against her intrusion.

Ye Yan caught sight of the man in the middle of the bathroom, his head and body covered in white foam.

Despite the foam covering most of him, certain areas were still prominently discernible, making them hard to ignore.

"Clothes," Ye Yan said, standing at the door and looking away.

"My hands are wet," Fu Xingzhou’s voice came amid the sound of water. "Put them on the shelf for me."

The apartment was small to begin with, and the bathroom didn’t even have a separate area for showers, so he took up most of the space standing there.

As Ye Yan pushed the door open, Fu Xingzhou had his back to her. The water flowed from top to bottom, washing away large swathes of foam from his body. The dragon tattoo on his back was enveloped in mist, making it seem more majestic and alive.

"What are you standing there for, want to join me for a lovebird’s bath?" Fu Xingzhou turned his head with water dripping from his wet hair, a wicked smile playing in his narrow eyes.

Ye Yan quickly placed the clothes on the high shelf, giving him a glare in the process.

"It’s not that I don’t want to join you, but your bathroom is simply too small." Fu Xingzhou reached for the bath towel. "It’s too cramped."

Ye Yan’s reply was the sound of the bathroom door closing with a thud.