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

Chapter 58: The Drunken Young Master Feng

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Feng Yi suddenly stood up, his entire body exuding a cold aura. The women did not dare to approach him.

“Yi, what are you doing?” Leng Chen furrowed his brows. He did not understand what Feng Yi was doing. Wasn’t he the one who insisted on finding a woman? After getting the women here, he’s asked them to get lost? He was really hard to please!

“I’ll leave these to you.” With that, Feng Yi picked up his coat in disgust and was about to leave.

Leng Chen was stunned for a moment. When he regained his senses, he shouted at his back, “Yi, where are you going?”

Feng Yi was already outside the door, throwing out two cold words. “Going home!”

Leng Chen was speechless. What the hell is this? Did Feng Yi get him out in the middle of the night for fun? He had pushed back an important meeting to come over to accompany him today, but in the end, he had left him behind and went home in less than half an hour?

“Yi, you’re serious? I wanted the two of us to have some fun together, so what’s the meaning of this? If you leave, how am I supposed to play?” Leng Chen said, feeling wronged.

Feng Yi did not even turn his head and said coldly, “You can play however you like.”

Leng Chen,”…”

After a while, when the footsteps could no longer be heard, Leng Chen said angrily, “Feng Yi, you bastard!”

When Feng Yi returned to the Feng residence, it was already midnight.

“Young Master, did you drink? Do you need to prepare hangover soup?” Butler Zhao asked. He could see the drunkenness on Feng Yi’s face and was puzzled. Young Master did not drink much. Even when he was talking business, no one dared to persuade him to drink.

It was unprecedented for him to come back so drunk. Could it be that the Young Master and Young Madam got into an argument? Was that why he suddenly went out and came back reeking of alcohol? But it didn’t look like it! He had been there the whole time and did not hear the two of them quarrel.

Feng Yi’s eyes were half-closed, his gaze a little dazed. He walked to the stairs and suddenly stopped. “Is Young Madam asleep?”

“She should be asleep already. The Little Young Master is asleep, and the Young Madam is sleeping with him,” Butler Zhao replied.

Feng Yi did not say anything else and went upstairs.

The aftereffects of the red wine were strong. After going upstairs, Feng Yi felt a little dizzy. He staggered to Feng Xiaochen’s bedroom and opened the door. The room was very dark. Feng Xiaochen was afraid of the dark and would leave a wall lamp on before he slept.

On Feng Xiaochen’s bed, the mother and son were sleeping in each other’s arms. Feng Xiaochen was like a koala bear wrapped around Yu Fei. Her face was red as if she had slept too much. Even though he was asleep, the corners of his mouth were still upturned. He seemed to be in a good mood.

It was probably too hot. Yu Fei’s hand and one of her legs were outside the quilt.

Butler Zhao brought over the soup and saw Feng Yi carrying Yu Fei out. When he saw his Young Master’s expression, he immediately understood. He looked at the hangover soup in his hand, then turned around and went downstairs. This hangover soup is useless!

Yu Fei was shocked when she saw the person in front of her. Was she dreaming again? She immediately pinched her arm and grinned in pain. Eh? It hurts, it’s not a dream! But if it wasn’t a dream, why is she looking at Feng Yi? She was so shocked that she had forgotten to resist and just stared at him blankly.

Feng Yi was different from usual, as if he was a different person. He had become a little scary…

He was not as cold as he usually was. The way he looked at her was as if there was a fire in his eyes.

“Feng Yi, what’s wrong?” Yu Fei felt something was wrong with him and pushed him twice, trying to escape, but Feng Yi did not move at all.

Yu Fei felt something hard against her. She was shocked and hit his chest, “Feng Yi, do you know what you’re doing?”

Feng Yi frowned, probably annoyed. He pinched her chin. “Be good, don’t make me angry. I’ll give you whatever you want.”

Yu Fei kept struggling, kicking and hitting him.

“Don’t do this!” Her face was pale with fear. She pulled her hand out forcefully and grabbed something at the head of the bed. She smashed it on Feng Yi’s head.

Feng Yi groaned and raised his head slowly. He looked at her in a daze. Blood flowed from his head to his forehead, down his eyebrows, and then dripped on Yu Fei’s pajamas.

Seeing blood, Yu Fei shouted in panic. She loosened her grip and the vase in her hand fell to the ground. “I-I didn’t do it on purpose.”

Her mind was blank as she said in a panic, “I already told you to let go, you…”

Feng Yi let go of her hand and slowly got up.

Yu Fei pushed him away, jumped off the bed, and ran to the door barefooted.

When she ran to the door, she realized that the bedroom was quiet. There was no sound at all. Thinking of Feng Yi’s bleeding head, she could not stop worrying. She turned back to look at Feng Yi, who was lying on the bed, motionless..