After Marrying the Villain, I Became Popular

"Me?" Xia Wan pointed to herself in doubt, unable to understand Huo Yu's meaning for a moment, "What's wrong with me?"

Huo Yu half leaned on the back of the chair and looked up at him. After a long while, his Adam's apple slid slightly, and he uttered a word again: "You."

This time his voice became deeper and more determined.

This angle made his face even more handsome, Xia Wan looked down at him, feeling a little absent-minded for a moment.

He only spoke half of his words, probably because he was really drunk.

Xia Wan forcibly calmed down, and bent down to the person: "Eldest Young Master, shall I make you a cup of hangover soup?"

"En." Huo Yu responded lightly, sat up straight again as before, and said in a gentlemanly manner, "Thank you."

Xia Wan reached for her mobile phone, only to find that the recording she had started before was still working.

It's useless to turn on the recording, he thought in frustration, who knew that Huo Yu would have no chance to take advantage of it even when he was drunk?

He turned off the recording, turned on the website again, and searched for hangover soup while going downstairs.

Huo Yu seldom drank alcohol and never got drunk, so this was the first time Xia Wan made sober soup.

He tossed and tossed for a long time in the kitchen to get it done, but when he brought the hangover soup upstairs, Huo Yu had already fallen asleep.

The door of his room was wide open, the same as when Xia Wan went out, but he had already moved from the chair to the bed, and was fast asleep with his eyes closed.

When Huo Yu fell asleep, he was not the same as usual, with a slight frown between his brows, and a ray of tiredness undisturbed from the corners of his brows and eyes. He was not as cold and calm as usual, nor as invincible as usual.

The thin blanket was pulled to his waist, and the collar of the nightgown was half open, revealing beautiful muscles and the flashing scar from last time.

Xia Wan paused for a moment, then lightly put the hangover soup on the bedside table.

Unable to explain why, he bent down mysteriously, pulled Huo Yu's half-open neckline a little wider, and carefully observed the old scar.

Although I don't know when it was left behind, it is obvious that Huo Yu must have been seriously injured at that time.

Compared to the surrounding skin, the scar was sunken straight down, and the surrounding area was also covered with sporadic and fine scars.

Xia Wan pursed her lips, and raised her hand to gently touch it.

The uneven roughness of the scar rubbed against the fingertips, with Huo Yu's high temperature after drinking, in stark contrast to the icy wind from the air conditioner behind him, making Xia Wan's heart beat faster in the heat and cold.

He pursed his lips, and wrapped Huo Yu's clothes in a somewhat hasty manner. Perhaps because he was not sure of the strength, Huo Yu's eyes suddenly opened, and they settled on his face in a daze.

Xia Wan's hand holding Huo Yu's lapel was tightly squeezed, and she nervously met his gaze.

"Xia Wan." Huo Yu's voice was hoarse, as if he had let out a breath.

He raised his hand slightly, looked at him with half-opened eyes for a moment, finally couldn't hold back the strong drowsiness and drunkenness, the raised eyelids and half-raised hands slowly slid down at the same time.

When it sank to the lowest point, the corners of his lips curled up as if there was nothing, and he murmured in a very low voice: "You are here again."

Xia Wan was glad that Huo Yu didn't really wake up, but at the same time she was shocked by his words "You are here again."

Remembering that he couldn't help touching his chest last time, he quietly loosened the fingers holding Huo Yu's skirt.

There were wrinkles left on the silk nightgown, and Xia Wan smoothed it out a little bit with guilt, and then hurried out like a thief.

Huo Yu's room was covered with carpets, so even if he walked a little faster, there was no obvious movement.

But at the door, Xia Wan stopped again.

He turned back again, picked up the backpack he had thrown in Huo Yu's bedroom, and went to the bedside to touch the remote control of the air conditioner.

The temperature of the remote control is set at "18", no wonder the wind blowing on the body just now makes it so cold.

Only then did Xia Wan notice that the window of Huo Yu's bedroom was not closed either.

Probably the hot air from outside the window radiated in, and the original temperature of the air conditioner could not meet the demand, so Huo Yu kept lowering the temperature.

Thinking of Huo Yu's constant pressing of the remote control, Xia Wan inexplicably felt funny. He adjusted the temperature to "25" degrees, went to close the windows and drew the curtains before retreating.

There is a missed call from Xia Chengzhang on the phone.

Xia Wan took a quick shower, then climbed into bed, and called Xia Chengzhang's video call back.

Xia Chengzhang quickly picked it up. The phone was held close to him before, but he moved the phone back, and a face was completely framed in the shot.

"Dad," Xia Wan called out, looking at Xia Chengzhang's face through the screen, "do you feel better in the past few days?"

"It was just a week ago, but I haven't felt much recently." Xia Chengzhang raised his hand and touched his bald forehead, "It's just that my body is a little weak."

"That's for sure." Xia Wan moved forward, "Chemotherapy is a matter of killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred. After you finish the last chemotherapy, you can take care of yourself."

He paused for a moment and then asked, "Did you follow through on the upper body exercise videos I copied to the TV for you?"

"I've done it, I've done it," Xia Chengzhang was usually watched closely by Xia Wan, so he hurriedly said, "Your Aunt Zhang also keeps an eye on you every day, so you can't be lazy if you want to."

"That's good." Xia Wan smiled.

"Wan Wan," Xia Chengzhang suddenly changed the topic, and his voice sank, "I saw Xiao Yu on the news today."

"What's the news?" Xia Wan hurriedly asked, her eyes curled up unconsciously, "Why is it on the news?"

"It seems to be because of some new energy project," Xia Chengzhang said. "A lot of reporters surrounded him. I listened to those questions. Why does it seem that this project is very risky?"

When Xia Wan heard the words, she immediately realized that it should be the Qiu family's new energy project.

"Don't worry." Although he himself was worried, he still comforted Xia Chengzhang, "Huo Yu had already considered the risk before making a decision, and it must be within the controllable range."

"Really?" Xia Chengzhang wondered.

"Of course," Xia Wan said, and then told Xia Chengzhang, "You are not in good health, so don't worry so much."

"You are all good and worry-free children, and Dad usually doesn't have a chance to worry about you," Xia Chengzhang laughed when he heard this, "I happened to see the news today, so I'm asking you."

He also said: "Let Xiao Yu still have to move forward steadily and not be too aggressive."

"I know Dad," Xia Wan said immediately, "I will convey your meaning to him."

"Hey." Xia Chengzhang replied.

In fact, Xia Wan didn't quite understand Huo Yu's original intention for taking this project.

He knew that the Xue family had rejected this project, and although the Qiu family was quite powerful, they failed to find a suitable partner after the Xue family.

He also asked Huo Yu when the news broke out two days ago.

But Huo Yu poked him on the forehead very unceremoniously, and told him, "Just do your own thing well, don't worry about so many other things," and then he replied "Just don't worry about it." Just wait for the good news."

If Huo Yu is so confident, he should be fine, right?

These thoughts passed quickly, thinking of the Xue family, Xia Wan suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Dad, do you still remember my roommate Su Tang?" Xia Wan asked.

"Remember," Xia Chengzhang laughed, "Don't you always mention it at home, and Fu Ling, Shen Xing, Dad remembers it all."

"Well," Xia Wan said, "the aunt and brother who met you in the hospital and went to the ward to see you were actually Su Tang's aunt and cousin, do you remember?"

"Remember, remember," Xia Chengzhang said, and asked with some doubts, "What's wrong?"

"It's like this," Xia Wan said, "Auntie and her family are very kind to me, and they have wanted to come and see you several times. I don't know if you want to see me, but I haven't replied yet."

The conditions of the Xue family are so good, they are people from two worlds, Xia Wan didn't want to extend this friendship to the two families at first.

After all, Xia Chengzhang has suffered all his life, and his topics of concern and focus of life are completely different from those of Xue's family.

Xia Wan was afraid that he would feel inferior when he saw other people living in such a decent, radiant and healthy way.

He didn't want such negative emotions to affect Xia Chengzhang.

But when Wen Yunzhi said those words, they were so sincere that it was impossible to refuse.

Xia Wan thought for a long time, and decided to leave it to Xia Chengzhang to decide.

"I don't know how grateful I am to you for being so kind to you." Xia Chengzhang said, and raised his head uncomfortably to touch his bald head. "When the treatment is over, I should invite him to have a good meal."

He paused as he spoke, and then said: "I just don't know where is good. I saw people's speech, manners and clothes that day, and their family conditions should be better than ours. You can ask Xiaoyu, he has a lot of entertainment, so where is suitable?" Let's decide where."

"Okay." Xia Wan nodded, "I will bring Huo Yu with me at that time, if there is no common topic, you can eat more, Huo Yu and I will entertain them."

"Okay." Xia Chengzhang nodded, "Dad has seen everything through most of his life, don't worry."

After finishing the call with Xia Chengzhang, Xia Wan was quiet for a while, then unconsciously clicked on the recording software, and played back the recording she had just recorded in Huo Yu's room.

First came his own voice, as if teasing a child: "Can we not be so double-standard in the future?"

Then Huo Yu's voice was a little hoarse, and he replied quickly: "No."

"Humph."

After Xia Wan heard her voice, she curled up her toes in embarrassment, and then she couldn't help biting her lips and laughing.

It was obviously a normal emotion at the time, but somehow it became weird in the recording.

After a moment of silence in the audio, until Huo Yu's voice sounded again, it was a bit abrupt and childishly stubborn: "You can only show it to me."

Then came Xia Wan's own teasing voice with a smile: "What can I only show you?"

This time the silence was a bit long, but Huo Yu's voice still rang out, soft and indifferent: "You."

"Me? What's wrong with me?" Xia Wan's doubts overlapped with the self in the recording.

"You." Huo Yu's voice came out again, this time his voice was deeper than usual, as if he was suppressing something.

Even if it was just recording, when the low and deep voice hit the eardrums, it still made Xia Wan's heart skip a beat.

For a moment, there seemed to be a roar in his mind, and his heart beat faster.

Xia Wan pulled the progress bar back, listened to it over and over again, and chewed those few lines of dialogue over and over again:

"Just show me."

"What can I only show you?"

"you!"

The hand holding the phone trembled slightly, as if something rushed into his heart with great force, breaking a gap in a very secret corner deep in his heart.

He felt that he seemed to understand the meaning of Huo Yu's words.

Xia Wan sat up straight, then lay down suddenly, pulling up the thin blanket to cover herself completely.

He's starting to hate himself for being unresponsive and elm-headed, if, if...

In the darkness, Xia Wan bit her lips tightly, and all kinds of different scenes related to this emerged in her mind.

He can bend down, bully Huo Yu, and say to him with a smile: "Don't be cowardly, look."

You can also extend your hands to him: "Why is it only for you to see? Are you going to lock me at home and not allow me to go out?"

It's even easier to ask, slightly suggestively, "Where do you want to see?"

……

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Xia Wan couldn't help rolling on the bed.

If it had been any of the above, he might not be lying alone in bed now.

But he didn't notice it at the time, thinking that Huo Yu was too drunk to speak a word.

Xia Wan endured it for a while, and finally vented, she turned on her phone and sent a message on Moments: Pawn! !

The author has something to say:

The phrase "You are here again" that Huo Yu was half asleep and half awake actually meant that Xia Wan came to his dream again

What Xia Wan understood was that Huo Yu was accusing him of touching himself again.