You, CEO’s Secret Wife

"Are you planning to come out naked after taking off your clothes?" Huo Liancheng's teasing voice rang out.     

    

Jian Yun froze. He was right. If she was going to change out of her clothes and place them in the dryer, what the hell was she going to wear? The image of her walking out of there naked was enough to scar her right on the spot. Her fingers shook in apprehension.     

    

With no other choice, she slowly looked up. "Do you have any clothes for me to wear?"     

    

There was silence as she stood there under the artificial lights. Her toes scrunched over the furry rags. If she had been in any man's house, she'd feel wildly uncomfortable to be in such a compromising state. But there was something about being here that made her feel less uneasy. Suddenly, a knock sounded from the other side. Quickly putting on her clothes, she peeked outside and saw him handing her a white shirt.     

    

"It's one of my shirts," he explained. "But it would have to do."     

    

It seemed that she had no other choice but to accept it.     

    

As Jian Yun relaxed under the hot waters. It didn't take her long enough until she stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel to dry herself. After all, although she felt a little less uneasy being around him, it wouldn't be right for her to feel at home. Besides, it wasn't as if she had known him for a long time. 'Such rotten luck,' she mused to herself, shaking her head in self-pity.     

    

However, as she stared at her clothes, a thought occurred to her.     

    

Her bra and underwear were both still drenched, so if she wore Huo Liancheng's shirt now...it still would've been no use. This white shirt would obviously become more translucent and...    

    

Huo Liancheng had been waiting outside the bathroom this entire time when he heard a meek, "Hello?"     

    

"What's wrong?"     

    

"Do you mind if I have a black shirt?" Her voice was hesitant, like a mosquito's buzz that could barely be heard. If another embarrassing hiccup like this happened again, she might as well just hide in her apartment. There wouldn't be any point in going out like this anymore.     

    

Not asking away, he grabbed another shirt and knocked on her door again.     

    

The bathroom door cracked open, and she slowly stretched out her hand to receive the shirt. At the sight of his snow-white arm, Huo Liancheng's eyes flashed. He slowly handed her the shirt, watching as the door slammed shut as if all of this was a trick of the light. Blinking, he turned away.     

    

"Thank you!" Jian Yun said gratefully as she stepped out of the bathroom. Her face was still a bit flustered from what had happened earlier. Biting her lips, she returned the white shirt and walked back to fetch her wet clothes to dry them in the laundry room.     

    

Huo Liancheng stared at her swaying back, and his eyes narrowed into slits. Although his shirt was big, it definitely fitted into her little frame ten times better than it did for him. His long sleeves were folded up to reveal her thin wrists, and the hem of his shirt only reached right up to her knees–going up to her mid-thigh every time she struggled to reach for something. As she walked, the wide collar would slip down, revealing her feather-soft shoulders.     

    

She looked captivating!     

    

Jian Yun carried her clothes out, only to notice that he was staring right at her. There was a flicker of possessiveness in his eyes, and she immediately tensed. She wasn't wearing anything underneath the shirt. If he suddenly pounced on her, it would've made for a helpless sight, and no one would believe her if she told them the story. Anxiety slammed against her like an annoying wasp, and she hesitantly stepped back, not knowing what else to do.     

    

"Let's go." Fortunately, he forced himself to look away and led her into the laundry room where he taught her how to use the dryer. Seeing her just standing there and watching her clothes, he raised his eyebrows in amusement. "What? Do you plan on just waiting here for the next half hour?"     

    

"Could you go out first? I–I still have other clothes to dry," she stuttered out, covering her flushed face.     

    

Bursting into laughter, Huo Liancheng peered at the black bra and underwear she was holding behind her back. He didn't push her anymore. Instead, he nodded and left the room, giving her more than enough time to do whatever that needed to be done.     

    

At the sight of his retreating figure, Jian Yun immediately put up her undergarments on the hanger and hung it in the dryer. Without another word, she slipped out into the room.     

    

There was no way she was going to stay here for half an hour, so the only option she had was to head right out of the laundry room. However, she couldn't help but glance at the bare shirt. Seeing as she wasn't wearing anything underneath the thin fabric, the sense of security was lost on her. Biting her lips, she tugged on his shirt, forcing it to go even lower.     

    

Furthermore, the shirt smelled of him. There was a faint musky scent that swirled all around her, making her ears go red and her heart beat even faster. Having no other choice, she slowly stepped out of the laundry room and walked into the living room. The loose fabric swayed around her legs–a constant reminder of her stature. And the thought made her face turn bright red in embarrassment.     

    

"Sit." Huo Liancheng had already seated himself on the sofa. He pressed on the central air-conditioning remote to raise the temperature around the living room.     

    

Picking the farthest seat away from him, she sat down and propped her legs together. Her fingers tugged on the fabric so that she wouldn't be accidentally exposing herself in front of him.     

    

"Someone had just called you right now." Knowing that she wasn't wearing anything underneath, he was a bit distracted. He immediately diverted his attention to the phone that was sitting on the tea table. "One of them was Luo Yanyan, and the other one was named Big Wave. I'd assume she was Wu Wenjing?" He didn't offer anything more.     

    

Right on time, her phone rang again. Jian Yun bent over to pick it up, giving him a better view of her cleavage. His eyes swept across her chest, and his hand subconsciously gripped his armrest in reluctance.     

    

She was in a hurry that she didn't even notice the quick change in his expression.     

    

It was a video call from Wu Wenjing. As soon as she had picked up, her voice echoed across the living room. "Yun! Are you okay?"     

    

"Is something wrong? Did something happen?" Her eyebrows furrowed over, puzzled by her friend's sudden concern.    

    

"Have you seen Xu Haiyang? He begged me two days ago, saying that he had something important to tell you," Luo Yanyan apologized guiltily as soon as she popped into the video call. "I couldn't bear it any longer so I gave him your number."     

    

"Giving him the number is fine, but why did you have to tell him where I live?" Jian Yun asked helplessly, rubbing her forehead.     

    

"I didn't tell him your address. I think that he assumed we were living together, so he found my address from the Qing University Registrar." With a sigh, Luo Yanyan complained, "In fact the guy had the nerve to call me right now, saying that you weren't answering his calls. He was so worried that something had happened to you that he asked me to ask you about it. That's why we were calling."     

    

"Oh shit! Yun, did you see Xu Haiyang? Did you beat him into a pulp? Beat him until his teeth were falling out?" Wu Wenjing jumped excitedly before peering into her background. "Wait, Yun, where are you? Why do I see you wearing someone else's shirt? Who the hell did you hook up with?"    

    

"Shut up!" Jian Yun secretly glanced at Huo Liancheng. He was holding his cellphone this entire time and was scrolling up and down the screen. 'Did he listen in on their conversation?' Not wanting to think about it anymore, she turned and whispered to her friends, "If that's all you have to say, you can wait for me to come back. I'll be hanging up now!"     

    

"Wait! Jian Yun, why does the man look so much like President Huo? Are you at his house? Are you wearing his clothes? Did you guys finally had sex?" Wu Wenjing shot her question after question as she jumped up and down on her screen. "You did good, Yun! Not only is President Huo handsome, but he's practically loaded. You better not be stupid and reject him again!"     

    

Her screams were so loud that it had echoed across the high ceilings.     

    

Jian Yun stomped her feet, glaring at the screen. "We didn't sleep together!"     

    

Suddenly, she sensed that something was wrong, so she looked up. It was then when she saw that Huo Liancheng was smiling right at her. Feeling all the blood rush up to her face, she covered herself and hid from his gaze. At this point, how the hell was she going to head back to the office? Stifling a groan, she narrowed her eyes at her friend.     

    

"I just saw him smile! Was I right then, Yun?" It seemed that Wu Wenjing still didn't get her point as she continued to clamor over her. Not being able to take it anymore, Jian Yun hung up the phone.     

    

'Why the hell are we even friends?' Jian Yun thought bitterly as she squeezed her eyes shut. At this point, her friends had already humiliated her to death.