Chapter 2681 — Telling You Why
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At that same moment, Uncle Zhu shoved the door open and burst inside—Zhao Qibing was about to make his move, and so, naturally, he had to act as well!
A moment earlier, Yuning's single utterance of "Wei Zhao" had frightened Zhao Qibing half to death. He had frozen mid-step, glancing left and right in bewildered alarm. Wei Zhao? What Wei Zhao? Where was Wei Zhao?
The next instant, Uncle Zhu came crashing through the door. Zhao Qibing, thinking Wei Zhao had truly arrived, was so terrified that he dropped straight onto his backside!
But then he turned his head and saw that it was Uncle Zhu, and flew into a rage. "What are you doing? What did you barge in here for? Are you trying to scare me to death?"
"I... I..." Uncle Zhu's mind raced. He did not know whether this was the moment to reveal himself, but he had heard Yuning cry "Wei Zhao" as well, and in his desperation he seized on a pretext. "Young Master Bing, I heard her call for Wei Zhao. I thought Wei Zhao had come—it gave me such a fright that I rushed in to protect you!"
"You heard it too?" Zhao Qibing had thought his own ears were playing tricks on him, for in his estimation there could be no connection between Yuning and Wei Zhao. Yuning never left the house, and Wei Zhao's relations with the hidden Yu family were poor—he could never have paid them a visit. So the more he thought, the more he had concluded he had misheard—yet he had never expected that Uncle Zhu had heard it too.
"Yes!" Uncle Zhu nodded hastily. "That's why I thought Wei Zhao had shown up!"
"He hasn't. It's nothing. Get out for now!" Zhao Qibing waved his hand with a frown, signaling that Uncle Zhu might leave.
"Oh... all right!" Uncle Zhu had succeeded in buying time, and had made Zhao Qibing hesitate besides. He was rather pleased—above all because he had not given himself away.
Uncle Zhu withdrew from the room and continued to watch Zhao Qibing's every move. This time, Zhao Qibing was plainly hesitant; he peered at Yuning with doubt and alarm, yet did not dare step forward again.
"What... what did you call me?" Zhao Qibing asked cautiously.
But Yuning, drugged, could not hear a word Zhao Qibing said. She could only vaguely sense that there was such a person as Zhao Qibing; her sight and hearing were wholly submerged in the world her own imagination had spun. She had not heard the exchange between Zhao Qibing and Uncle Zhu either.
And Uncle Zhu's sudden appearance just now, Yuning's fancy had transformed into a hotel attendant. So she said, "Wei Zhao, was that a hotel attendant who came in just now? What did he want?"
"!!!" This time Zhao Qibing heard it plainly—Yuning really had called Wei Zhao's name. A chill crept up his back, cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and he felt a touch of stage fright!
Yes—were some member of the hidden Yu family to appear before him now, Zhao Qibing would not be this unnerved. But the name Wei Zhao had already left a shadow on his mind. Hearing Yuning call for Wei Zhao, he knew that Wei Zhao was very likely the man she held in her heart. His legs turned to jelly with fright and he nearly dropped to his knees. "Um... little Ning, the one you like—is it Wei Zhao?"
Yuning was still in her world of fantasy, and under the influence of the aphrodisiac, that fantasy was inevitably tinged with something intimate. Hearing the words of the "Zhao Qibing version of Wei Zhao," she naturally took them to mean: "I've had the attendant bring some condoms."
At once her face flushed red, and she scolded him with a touch of shyness: "There's no need for condoms, is there? It's only a dream anyway—I won't get pregnant..."
"......!!!!" Zhao Qibing's eyes went wide. He had no idea what Yuning was murmuring to herself. Could it be that what Yuning imagined she heard differed from what he actually said? That must be it, surely. Zhao Qibing had never used this aphrodisiac before; today was his first time, so he was not especially familiar with its effects.