Chapter 241

Chapter 241: Hide First, Don't Make a Sound Jiang Shixu's palm moved downward, covering Chu Tang's slender, fair neck. The man lowered his head and gazed at her. They were very close, their breaths intertwining. Jiang Shixu's voice was slightly hoarse. "I don't want what?" "You know exactly what." Chu Tang said softly. Jiang Shixu tilted Chu Tang's chin up slightly, forcing her to look up and meet his deep, profound eyes. "I want to hear you say it." His eyes were deep and dark like the sea, as if they might pull her in. Chu Tang pressed her lips together. "You don't need to worry that I'll fall in love with someone else." Jiang Shixu let out a soft laugh, his usually stern features tinged with a hint of tenderness. He asked her, "Then would you worry that I might fall in love with someone else?" She had worried about it—during the time right after Shu Mingyue returned to the country. Chu Tang shook her head, saying the opposite of what she meant. "No." Jiang Shixu's slender, well-defined fingers gently pinched Chu Tang's cheeks, pressing both sides into little hollows. "I don't like that answer. Say it again." Chu Tang: "..." She turned her face away, but Jiang Shixu turned it back. Chu Tang had no choice. "I've worried before, and I'd even get jealous. Are you satisfied now?" Jiang Shixu smiled, very satisfied. The kiss descended again. With force, the man's tongue pried open Chu Tang's teeth, and their lips and tongues intertwined tightly. Chu Tang felt like all her oxygen was being taken away, her breathing gradually unable to keep up. This time, Jiang Shixu kissed her deeply and with desire. Both of their breaths grew rapid. Desire rose in the fierce, passionate kiss. Chu Tang felt as if all the blood in her body was boiling. The longing deep inside made her body go soft. Chu Tang was kissed breathless by Jiang Shixu. Her forearms pressed against the man's chest, trying to push him back, but nothing could stop him. The situation was about to spiral out of control. Chu Tang couldn't withstand it anymore. Gasping, she called his name, trying to make him stop. "Jiang Shixu..." The man's kiss never paused for a moment. He knew exactly what she meant by calling his name, yet he still asked in a hoarse voice, "What is it, hmm?" Chu Tang was kissed speechless. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. The two tangled together froze. Whether the doorbell rang at just the right time or was simply a mood-killer was hard to say. Chu Tang let out a breath and smoothed her hair. "I'll go open the door." The desire was still thick in Jiang Shixu's dark eyes. Chu Tang didn't dare look at him, hurrying toward the door in a fluster. On the intercom by the door, Yang Xuelian's face appeared on the electronic screen. "Tangtang, are you home?" Chu Tang abruptly turned to look at Jiang Shixu, signaling with her eyes for him to hide quickly. Jiang Shixu stood still, watching Chu Tang with a lazy expression and a smile curling at the corner of his lips. Chu Tang spoke into the intercom. "Aunt Yang, just a moment." After saying that, Chu Tang walked over to Jiang Shixu and hurriedly pushed him toward the bedroom. "My aunt is here. Go hide in the bedroom quickly." Chu Tang pushed him while speaking rapidly in a low voice. The whole scene looked like someone caught in the act of sneaking a lover in, only to have their spouse suddenly come home. Jiang Shixu let Chu Tang push him. Unlike her urgency and guilt, his expression was amused and languid as he walked into the bedroom with his long strides. Once inside the bedroom, Chu Tang stood outside the door, one hand on the doorknob, the door half-open. She poked her head in and spoke quickly. "Sorry to put you through this. Just hide for now—whatever you do, don't make a sound." Jiang Shixu said nothing, his gaze fixed unwaveringly on Chu Tang. He really did look terribly wronged. Chu Tang stopped looking at him and shut the door firmly. Walking to the front door, Chu Tang took two deep breaths to steady her expression before opening the door for Yang Xuelian. Yang Xuelian stood outside holding an insulated food container, smiling warmly and kindly, looking every bit the virtuous homemaker. "Tangtang, I just called you but you didn't pick up. Have you eaten? I made your favorite black-boned chicken and yam soup, and also cooked the salt and pepper shrimp you love." Chu Tang stepped aside to let Yang Xuelian in. "I haven't eaten yet. I was just busy a moment ago and had my phone on silent, so I didn't notice the call." It wasn't exactly a lie—she had indeed been busy just now. Yang Xuelian came in and set the insulated container on the dining table. She opened it and laid out the food. "No matter how busy you are, you still need to remember to eat." Chu Tang hummed in acknowledgment. "Thank you for going through the trouble, Aunt Yang." "No trouble at all. I had nothing to do today anyway, so I thought I'd come by and check on you." She set out the dishes and handed chopsticks to Chu Tang. "Eat while it's hot." "Okay." Chu Tang pulled out a chair and sat down at the dining table. She sipped the soup in small mouthfuls. "Why is your face so red?" Yang Xuelian suddenly asked. Chu Tang, who was drinking the soup, choked at the question. "Drink more slowly." Yang Xuelian's voice was gentle. She walked over to Chu Tang, reached out and pressed a hand to Chu Tang's forehead, feeling her temperature. "It's a little warm. Are you running a fever? Should I take you to the hospital to get it checked?" "..." Chu Tang's expression was a bit unnatural. She said quietly, "I'm not running a fever." Yang Xuelian looked puzzled and asked, "Then why is your face so red and hot? Is there somewhere you're not feeling well?" Hearing this, Chu Tang instinctively touched her cheek with her hand. It did seem a little hot. Was it really that red and obvious? Chu Tang muttered to herself: It's all Jiang Shixu's fault for kissing her so passionately. "I'm really fine." Chu Tang lowered her head and continued drinking her soup. Yang Xuelian looked worried. "Do you have a thermometer at home? Let me take your temperature. You usually live here alone with no one to take care of you. If something happens to your health, who's going to look after you? I'll find you a housekeeper later." "No need, Aunt Yang. A Wen lives with me." Yang Xuelian was still uneasy. "That girl A Wen is very capable in martial arts. Your father and I feel at ease knowing she's protecting you, but she's not good at household matters. You still need a live-in housekeeper." Chu Tang said, "I have a cook here who comes by regularly to prepare meals. She just went out to buy groceries and will be back soon." Chu Tang wasn't lying. Unless she had other plans and wasn't eating at home, Zhang Caixia would come by every day to cook. It was only eleven in the morning, so it was perfectly normal for her to be back from grocery shopping at this hour. Just as she said that, the door opened. Zhang Caixia came back carrying groceries and was slightly taken aback when she saw Yang Xuelian. Chu Tang introduced her to Zhang Caixia: "This is my aunt." Zhang Caixia quickly greeted her: "Hello, ma'am." Yang Xuelian responded politely: "Hello."