Sleep Aid Milk - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

“Come home with me.”

The man who had just been sitting in a chair and laughing out loud walked up to me and took my hand.

Only then did I get a proper look at him.

His brows and eyes were cool and sharp, his features clean-cut. When he lowered his gaze, his long, thick lashes just happened to brush past the tear mole beneath his left eye.

Holy beans! How was he this handsome?!

Sure enough, everyone in this book was a visual powerhouse.

Only now did I realize that this was my arranged marriage partner, Ji Zeyan.

And a month ago, we had already gotten our marriage certificate and held the wedding.

A whole husband, picked up for free. Transmigrating into this book wasn’t a total loss.

It was just that the way Ji Zeyan looked at me was cold and distant. As he pulled me away, he even added,

“Stop embarrassing yourself here.”

Fine. My handsome husband already had someone in his heart.

I had bullied his white moonlight, so whatever was waiting for me definitely wouldn’t be anything good.

But I hadn’t actually caused Song Qiaoyu any real harm just now, so maybe… my ending would be a little better?

Chapter 4

Inside the car, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Ji Zeyan and I sat in the back seat, one on each side.

He turned his head to look out the window, as if I were something filthy and even one glance at me would stain his eyes.

As for me, I stared straight at his side profile.

And thought:

[That jawline could slice me to death.]

[If he ever goes bankrupt, he could open a knife-cut noodle shop.]

[…]

[If I kissed him, would it cut my mouth?]

At some point, Ji Zeyan’s fist had clenched.

Up front, the driver, Master Ma, kept glancing at Ji Zeyan and me through the rearview mirror.

In the end, he was the one who broke the silence in the car.

“Miss Wen, did the auction go smoothly?”

I snapped back to myself and answered cheerfully,

“It was all right. The cake had too much cream, though. Way too rich.”

Master Ma fell silent.

He probably hadn’t expected the auction’s cake to receive such harsh criticism.

Just then, Ji Zeyan, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

“Wen Wan.”

Gentle and graceful?

Hehe. Was he praising me for acting all ladylike?

The System let out a piercing shriek.

System: [He’s calling you!]

Me: [Huh?]

Oh, right. My name was Wen Wan.

“Hubby, what is it?”

Ji Zeyan’s gaze on me deepened slightly.

System: [What do you see in his eyes?]

Me: [Starlight? The Milky Way? Me?]

System: [Disgust.]

Me: [?]

The rest of the ride passed in silence.

It was just that whenever I secretly fangirled over Ji Zeyan’s figure in my head, he would always clear his throat unnaturally.