After Entering the Wrong Room, I Became Mr. Feng's Wife

Blue Porsche? Yu Fei’s expression changed, and she bit her lip angrily. It was Gu Yanzhi again. Why was he following her time and time again? He was already with Yu Yuanyuan, so why did he keep pestering her?

After getting out of the car, Yu Fei looked back and saw the blue Porsche at the corner. Even though they were more than ten meters away, Yu Fei could still feel the gaze of the person in the car locked onto her. A few seconds later, she turned around and walked directly to the gate of the Feng Residence. The tightly shut gate slowly opened and a car drove out and stopped beside Yu Fei.

“Young Madam, get in the car.” Yue Feng opened the car door.

After Yu Fei got into the car, the black Bentley drove into the Feng Residence.

In the blue Porsche, Gu Yanzhi watched as Yu Fei got into the black Bentley and entered the Feng Residence. He clenched his fists tightly and his eyes became ruthless. A layer of gloominess appeared on his handsome face. If it was before, he could still find some excuses to comfort himself that Yu Fei was not the kind of woman who worshipped money. But now that he had seen her enter the Feng Residence, he could no longer lie to himself. The truth was as the rumors said, she was Feng Yi’s lover. The Yu Fei that he once knew had disappeared. The current her was so unfamiliar that it made him feel as if the two of them had never known each other.

He should have noticed this when they broke up. Did she not break up with him because of money? At that time, he should have understood what kind of woman she was. But why? Even so, even if he knew that she was materialistic and vain, and that she would do anything for money, he still could not rest assured. Was he still unwilling to let go? The thought of her already belonging to another man drove him crazy with jealousy.

“Little Fei, you belong to me. You can only belong to me!” Clenching his fists tightly, he raised his head abruptly and stared at the door of the Feng Residence with a vicious look in his eyes.

“Young Madam.”

Although Yu Fei had already moved out of the Feng Residence, Butler Zhao’s attitude towards her was still very respectful.

“Is Xiaochen awake?” Yu Fei rushed upstairs.

“Little Young Master hasn’t woken up yet, but the doctor has taken his temperature. His fever has subsided.” Butler Zhao followed behind her and told her about Feng Xiaochen’s situation.

Although Young Master was very angry when he ordered Young Madam’s things to be packed, no matter what, Young Madam was still Young Madam. As long as Young Master did not mention divorce, Yu Fei was the Young Madam of the Feng family. As people who worked in the Feng Residence, they still had to be polite and respectful.

Yu Fei pushed the door open when she reached Feng Xiaochen’s bedroom. She was about to enter when she saw Feng Yi sitting on the edge of the bed by the window. That position was against the light, and his deep facial features were shrouded with a faint shadow, but his side profile was still very good-looking.

It had only been two days, but she had the illusion that she had not seen him for a long time. Thinking of what happened that night, her face was a little hot. She bit her lip and stopped by the door. Just as she was hesitating whether to go in, she heard Butler Zhao say, “Young Master, Young Madam is here.”

She did not know if it was her imagination, but after Butler Zhao’s reminder, Feng Yi’s back seemed to stiffen. He did not make a sound, nor did he turn around.

Yu Fei felt awkward. She knew Feng Yi did not want to see her when she came, but she still felt embarrassed when he ignored her to this extent.

Butler Zhao looked at her, then at Feng Yi, whispering, “Young Madam, please go in. Little Young Master has been calling you in his sleep. He will be very happy to know that Young Madam is here.”

After saying that, he added in a very low voice, “Young Master actually misses you very much too. He’s a tough talker but a softie. Young Madam, don’t be angry with him.”

Yu Fei forced a smile and nodded. “Yes, I understand.”

Butler Zhao probably thought that they were just having an ordinary quarrel and wanted them to reconcile.

Feng Yi ignored her, so Yu Fei had no choice but to be thick-skinned and enter. She slowly walked to the bed, hesitating if she should take the initiative to greet him. Feng Yi suddenly raised his head and his cold gaze landed on her. There was no warmth at all, and it was so cold that it made people feel scared.

Yu Fei’s heart skipped a beat when she met those bottomless eyes. Her heartbeat suddenly sped up. She fiddled with her fingers nervously and tried her best to squeeze out a smile. She greeted him as if nothing had happened. “I’m sorry. I was really too worried about Xiaochen, so I came over without your permission.”

“Oh, I didn’t know you’d be worried about Xiaochen?” His cold lips curled into a mocking smile.

Yu Fei heard the mockery in his words. “Of course, I’m worried about him. Xiaochen is a child worthy of people’s heartache. You also said that the child should not be involved in adult matters. I have no ill intentions toward Xiaochen.”

“If you don’t have any ill intentions toward Xiaochen, does that mean you have ill intentions toward me?” Feng Yi’s tone became aggressive..