FyrenZhang's blood ran cold throughout his entire body!
This is exactly why web novels are... you never know how a minor villain might die.
The author's brain can be... as disgusting as shit sometimes.
The female lead is in my own bed while I'm sleeping?
How could this happen?
I've been carefully carrying my own burden all day without crossing any lines, and now while I'm asleep, you guys help raise my hate meter?
This is outright bullying of the villain!
FyrenZhang's forehead beaded with sweat as his entire body froze, not daring to move.
His mind already envisioned OttoLong bursting into his home, smashing his head with one slap, then embracing ElizaLeng to advance some steamy romantic plot...
ElizaLeng looked beautiful at this moment.
The beauty was asleep, and the early morning—no, midday—sunlight shone in, illuminating her perfect face where even each individual eyelash appeared exquisitely perfect.
She slept so peacefully, so relaxed, so lovely, so sweet...
But FyrenZhang didn't even have the heart to appreciate the beautiful woman—he knew his life hung by a thread.
If this situation wasn't handled properly, he might directly get "greened" and sent to eat a boxed lunch.
However, at this moment ElizaLeng rested on his arm, sleeping soundly.
FyrenZhang thought quickly: Calm down! I can handle this! But it has to be fast!
FyrenZhang slowly reached out his other hand and gently cradled ElizaLeng's head, gradually attempting to extract his arm.
His body slowly retreated, but ElizaLeng—dreaming who-knows-what—frowned and moved forward, nestling into FyrenZhang's embrace while continuing to use his right arm as a pillow, and even naturally wrapping his left arm around herself too.
FyrenZhang panicked!
What if OttoLong saw this?
After waiting for ElizaLeng to fall back asleep, FyrenZhang began moving again with painstaking slowness.
Supporting her head, he gradually freed his arm and replaced it with a pillow...
Mentally pleading:
[Good girl, don't wake up... You're exhausted, sleep well.]
[I'll disappear—I'm absolutely not trying to take advantage of you. I'm just as confused.]
[Good Eliza baby, almost done... When you wake up you'll be alone in this house.]
FyrenZhang finally succeeded.
He let out a breath, but just as he was about to get up, he saw ElizaLeng with both eyes wide open, staring directly at him.
She showed no expression - neither angry nor happy. She didn't speak or move, simply watching FyrenZhang.
FyrenZhang swallowed hard: "I... can explain!"
FyrenZhang accidentally fell off the bed and hurriedly scrambled back up.
At this moment, ElizaLeng's eyes were open wide and round, without any trace of her usual CEO demeanor, looking at FyrenZhang like a harmless little animal full of curiosity.
FyrenZhang stood on the ground and confessed sincerely: "I didn't do anything."
"Really. It's just that you drank too much yesterday! You were so drunk you kept talking nonsense, others wanted to take you away, but how could I know if your men were reliable? I had to bring you home, you understand, right?"
"But I didn't do anything!"
"I put you in the guest bedroom originally. I don't know why you suddenly appeared in my bedroom... oh wait, this is the guest bedroom. Haha! That's good. Really, I didn't do anything!"
"It's just... I went to the pharmaceutical factory yesterday to oversee the destruction of a batch of drugs overnight. I was exhausted, came back to what was clearly my own room, and I don't know why I just..."
FyrenZhang was nearly in tears: "I swear on the light I didn't do anything!"
ElizaLeng had opened her eyes to see this guy carefully, gently, even holding his breath as he slowly lifted his arms to reposition them, and even pulled the quilt over to cover her exposed calves...
Being extremely intelligent and perceptive, she understood instantly.
This guy was trying to escape.
She could see he was practically scared out of his wits, beads of sweat on his forehead, clearly completely unprepared for this situation. Desperately wanting to flee without waking her.
And her clothes weren't even removed - obvious proof "he didn't do anything."
Therefore, ElizaLeng wasn't angry, but rather found this bastard somewhat amusing.
So she silently watched him.
It was wonderful.
Especially when he realized she was awake - his panic was priceless.
Stammering endless explanations.
ElizaLeng could be quite mischievous too.
She just wouldn't say anything, letting him perform.
She gave no emotional cues, letting him improvise freely.
ElizaLeng watched him finally break down before suppressing a laugh and calmly saying, "It's okay."
ElizaLeng sat up and stretched her neck, calm as if nothing had happened.
This reaction was completely beyond FyrenZhang's expectations.
[What's going on?
[Shouldn't she be screaming in shock? Shouldn't she be cursing me as a beast, an animal, a bastard?
[How... is it okay? Does that mean I don't need to explain?
[Or is she biding her time, waiting to escape before sending someone to beat me up?]
Does she even understand the current situation? God, I didn't do anything!
ElizaLeng covered her mouth as she yawned and got out of bed.
FyrenZhang hurriedly handed her new slippers.
ElizaLeng naturally put on the slippers, checked her reflection in the dresser mirror, patted her face, and fixed her hair as casually as if she were in her own home.
FyrenZhang stood behind her, hands clasped nervously in front of him:
"So... could you say something? You acting like this... I... I'm scared."
ElizaLeng turned her head, "Why did you come sleep in my room?"
FyrenZhang rushed to explain, "I don't know! I swear to heaven I really don't know! I was so exhausted yesterday, I just came back and collapsed... Maybe because it was my first day here, I got confused about the rooms when I was tired... I truly didn't do anything!"
ElizaLeng couldn't hold back anymore, turning away to stifle a giggle before saying seriously:
"I'm going to wash up. You get out."
"Yes!"
FyrenZhang spun around and bolted from the room like a rocket, closing the door and leaning against it to exhale.
[Heavens above! I've been spared!
[If she thought I did it on purpose, I couldn't clear my name even by jumping into the Yellow River!
This ElizaLeng is quite reasonable!
ElizaLeng heard this through the door and finally let out the laughter she'd been holding in.
She thought to herself: [This idiot, I can hear all your inner thoughts and you still don't realize it.
If you had done it on purpose, do you think I'd let you off?]
...
FyrenZhang washed up and took the elevator to the first-floor dining room.
When he entered, he saw the whole family eating together.
FyrenZhang was starving.
Having just narrowly escaped disaster left him radiant with joy. "Yo, everyone's here? Dad, mom, good morning. Wow, the food looks great today! Quick, quick, nanny, get me a bowl of rice - I'm starving here..."
The nanny stood frozen in place, forcing an awkward smile but making no move to serve him.
"Get me some rice!" FyrenZhang looked at the nanny. "What's wrong?"
He then glanced around at his family and realized everyone was silent.
Only HongZhang refused to look at him, his face expressionless as he stared fixedly at the dishes, chewing loudly.
FyrenZhang knew something was wrong.
He forced a smile. "Dad... is something the matter?"
HongZhang finally raised his head to look at FyrenZhang. "What did you do last night?"
FyrenZhang understood.
"Oh! I can explain!" FyrenZhang said. "That batch of medicine had substandard ingredients. Actually, I blame my elder brother - to cut costs, he even skimped on quality materials. Dad, we can't spoil him anymore! This is medicine we're talking about, it saves lives! Don't let him handle pharmaceutical factory business in the future..."
HongZhang silently retrieved a broom from somewhere.
Yes, the Zhang family tradition mandated always keeping a broom handy - the kind of basic cleaning tool found in every rural household.
Even though they lived in a five-story villa, there had to be a broom available.
The broom was the Zhang family totem!
The Zhang family's educational artifact!
The Zhang family's anchor in stormy seas!
The nightmare of all Zhang family juniors!
FyrenZhang stood up and retreated a step. "Dad, let's talk this through. What are you doing? That batch of drugs really couldn't be sold! I'll cover all the losses, okay?"
"I can afford to lose a few hundred million! If I dared to give you the business, I'm not afraid of you losing money."
"Then you're..."
"Let me ask you - what did you do yesterday? What did you do to Eliza?"
Only then did FyrenZhang realize this was why his father was angry.
"I can explain this too!"
"Explain my ass! You'll explain after I beat you!"
HongZhang leapt up with athletic grace.
"Wait! Dad! Dad! Don't! Ouch! Ouch! Dad! I didn't do anything!"
"You didn't do anything? Don't I know what kind of man you are? Damn it, all men know how to chase girls, but using such dirty tricks on your own fiancée? Is this what I taught you? If I don't beat you to death today, it's only because this broom has no balls!"
"Dad, what did the broom ever do to you? At least hear my explanation first!"
"Explain? Why don't you explain to this broom in my hand? Still running? Stand still! Do you hear me? Drop your pants and present your ass!"
Fyren's mother hurriedly intervened. "Hong, Fyren is over twenty and about to get married. You can't keep spanking him bare-bottomed."
"He'll never learn if he's not beaten!"
FyrenZhang was utterly depressed: "It's really a misunderstanding, why won't anyone believe me?"
"Believe you? I'd trust anyone but you, you little rascal!"
"Dad stop pulling my pants! At least save me some dignity!"
The two of them tussled in the dining room.
At this moment, ElizaLeng stood at the top of the stairs, clearing her throat awkwardly with a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, her face crimson: "Good morning, Uncle, Aunt."
HongZhang instantly froze mid-action, quickly straightened up, and hid the broom behind his back: "Oh, Eliza's awake! Quick, quick, you must be hungry. Come eat, come eat."
FyrenZhang hastily pulled up his pants, his face burning red.
Wasn't this beyond humiliating? Getting his pants pulled down and spanked by his father in front of his fiancée - this was embarrassment reaching his ancestors!
ElizaLeng found the two men's antics utterly hilarious yet struggled to maintain composure, biting back laughter while blushing fiercely.
She'd only heard rumors about the Zhang family's parenting style, but witnessing it firsthand proved even more straightforward than the stories suggested.
Fyren's mother hurried over to take ElizaLeng's hand: "Eliza, are you hungry? My Fyren forced you to drink, didn't he? Next time don't indulge him - don't spare his feelings. If he misbehaves again, just tell us. Your uncle and I will support you."
ElizaLeng was the eldest daughter of the Leng family.
The first female CEO of Qingfeng Group.
A noble, elegant, upper-class successful woman.
Yet here she was - drunk, spending the night at her fiancé's home, with her future in-laws knowing everything... it utterly shattered her dignified image.
How would her future in-laws view her now? What kind of woman would they think she was?
Overwhelmed with shame, her face flushed crimson down to her neck, red as a boiled crab.
Even the strongest woman would reveal her girlish shyness facing such a situation.
She lowered her head, voice barely audible: "Uncle, Aunt... it really was... a misunderstanding... Last night I... acted too willfully myself. Fyren didn't... do anything to me."
FyrenZhang stared dumbfounded at ElizaLeng's uncharacteristically shy demeanor, momentarily entranced.
Then suddenly snapping awake, he jumped in front of his dad: "See! See, see, see! What did I tell you? She said I didn't do anything."
HongZhang bonked FyrenZhang's head with the broom: "Shut your mouth!"