Quick Transmigration: Irresistible Beauty
Chapter 253 - 253: The Gentle Psychiatrist (23)

However, Yue Ran gave him an affirmative reply in a brisk tone, and gently shook his hand in joy.

Cheng Ying: !!!

Cheng Ying quickly took his hand back as if he had just been electrocuted. He was stunned by the sudden contact.

Yue Ran did not mind his actions and turned around to call the young man's parents to inform them of Cheng Ying's situation and changes of plans.

After the meal, Yue Ran originally wanted to take him to see the guest bedroom, but Cheng Ying wanted to wash the dishes before he went upstairs. Yue Ran had no choice but to let the young man wash the dishes since he was rather insistent on it. Not to mention that although the young master was timid and delicate, he was still very serious and stubborn when he was working.

It took almost half an hour to wash six plates and some cutlery. This shows just how much of a germaphobe Cheng Ying is, and how strong his obsession with cleanliness was.

"The plates you wash are very clean," Yue Ran said with a bit of awe coated in her voice. "They look like they were just bought from the store, new and sparkling clean."

Yue Ran's compliment made Cheng Ying lower his head in embarrassment. He could not help the subconscious twitch of his fingers that touched one another.

"Let us go," Yue Ran said with a smile. "Let us go and have a rest."

It was very fortunate that Cheng Ying had brought two sets of clean clothes in his bag in case his clothes got dirty and had to be changed. After he put one on, Yue Ran changed the bed with a new bed sheet and quilt cover for him, not forgetting to disinfect it before putting it on again.

It was only then that Cheng Ying could sleep peacefully on the bed.

Yue Ran moved a chair and sat next to him beside the bed. She took a glass of water from her room before reading him fairy tales while sipping on the water from time to time.

Cheng Ying found it strange that he felt sleepy every time he heard the young woman read him stories. He secretly took a peek at Yue Ran and looked at her perfect profile, feeling inexplicably a little shy in his heart.

The young man looked away from her and began to recall this amazing day.

He has to say that Yue Ran really did not lie to him, and that he was really happy.

…

At about three o'clock in the ungodly hours of the night, or a new day before the dawn of the morning, the rain became heavier and heavier.

Cheng Ying was woken up by the loud sounds of raindrops slapping against the window and the stormy wind outside.

When the young man had gotten up from the bed, he found that he was in an unfamiliar environment. His heart immediately skipped a beat, terror grasped his heart, and a sense of fear arose spontaneously.

Cheng Ying forced himself to calm down and stood up from the bed while breathing as softly as he could. With the door of his room open, he slowly stepped out and looked at the gloomy surroundings outside. There were three rooms in the corridor. Everything around him was dark, and he felt a little panicked, so he called out softly, "Yue… Yue Ran?"

The young man was just like a frightened little kitten, walking forward little by little with a hand against the wall as a guide. His eyes then traveled to the room across his. The door of the room opposite the guest room that he was staying in was a brown-red color, like that of dried blood, which looked a little strange and unsettling because it did not match the overall style, layout, and decoration of Yue Ran's home.

"Yue Ran?" Cheng Ying asked meekly in the silent night. "Are you there?"

The young man knocked on the brown-red colored door. The door did not seem to be locked or closed, and it opened with just a light touch of his hand.

Cheng Ying was so frightened by the sudden opening of the door that he took a step back in fear. Following the dim light of the clouded moon outside that came from the glass window inside, he could vaguely see a series of linked metal rings in the room.

It is a chain.

Wait, no. There seemed to be more than one chain… Close by, just beside the metallic shackles, there was also a large cage that looked like it could be used to contain a large dog, and there was also something else there.

Cheng Ying did not dare to look further around because it was too dark, and he did not have more courage to quell the rapid beating of his heart and the sweat that coated the quivering palms of his hands.

Suddenly, there came the sound of footsteps in his ears, and Cheng Ying was startled. As soon as he turned around to look at what could be the source of the noise, he bumped into the soft body of a figure shrouded in the shadows of the night.

"Okay, okay, do not be afraid," Yue Ran said softly to appease the young man's frighteningly anxious self. "I heard you calling for me before."

Yue Ran was wearing silk pajamas with no slippers on her feet. She looked rather anxious, as if she had quickly rushed out in panic just as she was about to fall asleep all because she heard him call out for her name, which may just most likely be the scenario of how she appeared like this.

Because Cheng Ying was tall, Yue Ran could only lean her head on his shoulders when she was hugging him. The young woman's pajamas were so thin that one could easily feel the curves of her body without actually intending to.