The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband

Chapter 34

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Chapter 34: Chapter 34 @NightLord-Qjng, Does Your Face Hurt? 1

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Fu Zhuo stayed crouching at the door, staring at his phone until it ran out of battery and switched itself off. He hadn’t caught the glimpse he was hoping for.

Fu Zhuo was yawning non-stop. He couldn’t help it and left.

An indeterminable number of hours passed…

Ye Xingguang felt the man’s arm relax. His cold body seemed to be gradually warming up, and his shivering was becoming less severe.

She looked up, wanting to ask him, are you feeling better now?

But the man’s eyes were closed in silence. Was he asleep?

She didn’t dare to ask, didn’t dare to call out. If he was asleep, she was afraid to wake him up.

Being embraced in a man’s arms for the first time, Ye Xingguang felt unaccustomed and a bit shy once she let go of her worries. Unable to sleep, she busied herself with her phone.

There was a message notification from some unscrupulous media that even at four-thirty in the morning. It seemed they were targeting her.

The message was an interview video with Ye Junqing. Without opening the video, Ye Xingguang already knew that the man who had once used her as a pillow would be on the screen, ruthlessly saying two words: “No.” Such a cold-hearted man!

She must have been out of her mind to sympathize with him tonight!

In the midst of her thoughts, her phone rang alerting her to an incoming call from an unknown number. She picked up but didn’t say anything.

After a moment, a deep voice sounded from the other end of the line, “Xingguang, are you with Junqing now?” “Hmm? May I know who’s calling?”

“It’s Ye Shiting.”

Oh, the potential presidential candidate?

Ye Xingguang was taken by surprise. Ye Shitings voice came again, “How is he?”

“He’s asleep, are you looking for him?”

“No, I’m looking for you.” Ye Shiting paused for a long time before asking, “Are you two sleeping together?”

This needed clarification, “No, you misunderstood. We just spent the night on the living room couch, 1 was basically his human-pillow.”

On the other end of the line, Ye Shiting chuckled in a mix of disbelief and amusement, “l heard about Junqings interview tonight — he was quite harsh. Xingguang, 1 hope you don’t take it to heart.”

…”I can’t deny it bothers me!”

“The media might twist Junqings words and create a story out of it. Xingguang, would you mind posting a picture of you being his ‘pillow’ on social media? We can hit back at the media and at him.”

What sorcery is this? Ye Junqing’s own brother wants to play him?!

Ye Xingguang said hesitantly, “That…might not be appropriate?”

“The relationship between you two can directly affect my campaign.

Xingguang, can I ask this favor of you?”

Ye Shitings plea was hard to deny. As a journalist, she knew how his political rivals wanted to exploit her relationship with Ye Junqing. After mulling it over, she decided, “…Sure.’

“Thank you, Xingguang. Please take good care of Junqing tonight. Goodnight.” With that, Ye Shiting hung up, leaving Ye Xingguang in a tough spot.

After a long hesitation, she turned on her phone’s camera, stretched her arm, and captured a photo of herself being held tightly by Ye Junqing.

She took several photos, ultimately selecting one that showed Ye Junqings handsome profile, while her face was buried in his embrace, revealing only the back of her head. Beautiful!

And then, she posted it on social media..