Lu Qingfeng returned to the Yun Mansion later than usual that night, leaving him with no chance to join Yun Qingrong and Su Xiaofei for dinner. He hadn’t anticipated that the conference meeting he had earlier would take longer than expected.

When he entered the guest room he had been occupying for the past weeks, he found Su Xiaofei splayed on the bed, dressed in her silk nighties, with her long hair splayed over the sheets beneath her. She was browsing on her phone and only gave him a quick glance before returning her attention to it.

“Hm? We haven’t gotten married yet, but you are already coming home late at night. Should I be worried, Mr. Lu?” Su Xiaofei commented, her eyes still glued on her screen.

When Lu Qingfeng raised a slender brow at her, Su Xiaofei scoffed.

“I’ve been waiting for you for an hour now.” She complained with a pout.

Lu Qingfeng snorted before shedding his overcoat, hanging it on the rack.

“Feifei, even a five-year-old kid knows it’s not good to lie. Zhang Ling told me you’ve just decided to retire for the night fifteen minutes ago.” He said in defense.

“Traitor.” Su Xiaofei mumbled, dropping her arms on her sides together with her phone. “I even went as far as giving her my extra desserts.”

“Can’t blame her. She knows who signs her paychecks.” Lu Qingfeng replied. He then walked to the built-in closet and pulled out his casual clothes to get changed. “How’s your day?”

Su Xiaofei rolled on her stomach and rested her chin on her hands, watching Lu Qingfeng walk around the room as he tidied up his things.

“Same as always. Boring. No wonder many businessmen seek other women’s company aside from their wives. Working at the corporate setting could be taxing and boring at the same time.”

“I do hope Mrs. Lu isn’t trying to group me with those businessmen.” Lu Qingfeng commented, his eyes then turning towards her direction, observing her reaction. “Well, if I had known I would find you in my bed like this, I would have rushed Nine to bring me home.”

Su Xiaofei laughed at that.

“You still have time to back out, Lu Qingfeng. Once we are married, you wouldn’t have the right to look at another woman.”

There was a glint of amusement flashing through Lu Qingfeng’s eyes before turning to their usual state. It occurred so fast that Su Xiaofei would have totally missed it had she not been paying close attention to her fiancé.

“It would be so foolish of me to do such a thing when I already have the one I wanted in my life.”

Su Xiaofei only hummed in response, feeling a slight blush creeping on her face.

“Anyway, I thought you would stop coming here late at night until our wedding. Is there something you want to talk about this time?” He asked.

“That can wait.” Su Xiaofei rested the side of her face on her one arm. “Have you eaten your dinner yet, or do you want me to ask someone to reheat the food?”

“No need for that. Nine and I had our meals before coming home.” He paused as he gave her a quick glance before stepping inside the ensuite in the guest room. “Are you going back to your room or will you wait for me?”

“If it’s okay with you, I want to sleep here with you tonight.” Su Xiaofei replied, her blush deepening.

Lu Qingfeng stared at her in disbelief. Did she even know what she was saying right now? Hadn’t she noticed how hard it was for him not to ravish her in bed and have his way with her whenever she paid him late night visits?

If things between them turned too heated, he might not be able to control his urges, which Lu Qingfeng had no doubt that he would surely regret later on. He used to be proud of his self-control, but with Su Xiaofei, he knew it was getting harder and harder every time he saw her, touched her, kissed her until her lips were swollen and marked by him.

“Feifei, do you know what you are saying?” He confronted her.

“I know, and it’s not like we are teenagers sneaking around. Since we are getting married in a few days, shouldn’t we start getting used to being together more?

“Go now, and don’t make me wait for too long. If I fall asleep, then we can talk tomorrow.” Su Xiaofei shooed him away.

Lu Qingfeng remained silent for a moment, then resumed his nightly routines, leaving his fiancée behind. When he returned, Su Xiaofei was sitting on the edge of the bed, humming a song playing from her phone with her head swaying slowly left and right as she vibed with the rhythm.

He sat next to her, wondering what he should say to her, but none came out. He felt her lean her head against his shoulder.

“Hmm… didn’t you take a shower? But why do you feel so warm?” She asked.

“Because I’m alive?” Lu Qingfeng replied with a straight face, not wanting Su Xiaofei to misunderstand him.

She softly giggled from his answer.

“Then I’m glad. I like that you are warm.”

“That’s so strange to hear from you, Feifei.” Lu Qingfeng commented.

He couldn’t help but bring her closer to his side. Two lifetimes were wasted and he’d never imagined that there would be a day that Su Xiaofei would willingly accept his feelings for her and be with him like this.

It felt surreal for Lu Qingfeng, and if this was yet another dream his mind conjured, he didn’t want to wake up and find her despising him yet again. He lifted a hand and touched her cheek, feeling her warmth, informing him that none of these were a dream.. And that she wasn’t dead, and he wasn’t holding her lifeless body yet again, begging her not to leave him again.