2738 Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (256)

Feng Yunan was really glad that he had a very considerate super assistant. He kept nodding. "Good, good job. This month's bonus will be doubled!"

"Thank you, President."

Xiu Yi was elated. He rushed back to the Ocean Pavilion as fast as he could. It was already past 12 o'clock when he arrived.

The lights in the villa were on. Feng Yunan stood in the garden and looked at the bright lights in the villa. He felt his heart light up.

So that was how heartwarming it was to have someone waiting for him.

Xiu Yi took out the bouquet of flowers from the trunk and handed it to Feng Yunan. Feng Yunan lowered his head and looked at it. "Why is it a red rose?"

Red roses were flowers that represented love. He had never even given them to Wen Ke'er before. What kind of joke was this?

"Then what should we do, President? It's already late and it's difficult to get flowers. There's only one bouquet left in the store. If you're not satisfied, I'll throw the flowers away."

Huo Yunshen had an innocent look on his face as if he was thinking for the president.

However, Feng Yunan refused to let him touch her. "No, it's fine, just make do with it. You can leave first."

"Yes, Mr. Feng."

After leaving, Feng Yunan shook his clothes and walked towards the villa with quick steps. He was actually excited inside.

After changing his shoes and entering the house, Feng Yunan walked past the empty living room and went straight to the dining room.

But there was no one in the dining room. There was red wine and a candlestick on the dining table. The candles on the candlestick had already burned out and there were many plates on the table covered with glass.

He reached out and took off the glass cover. After looking at a few dishes, he realized that the food was left untouched for a long time and had already turned cold.

There was also a small birthday cake on the side, untouched.

Looking at the candlelit dinner that no one had touched, Feng Yunan could not describe his current mood.

It was as if her heart had received a violent blow. There was a thump, and a dull pain.

'Did Qiao Ruoxi foolishly sit here and wait for me for a few hours?'

'Why didn't she call or send me a message?'

'Is she stupid?'

'She knew that I would celebrate Wen Ke'er's birthday with her today, so why was she waiting for me?'

Feng Yunan didn't know if he should be sad or angry. He sighed deeply and lightly punched the table.

At this moment, he heard footsteps behind him. He suddenly shivered, thinking that it was Qiao Ruoxi.

"Qiao Ruoxi?"

He turned around and realized it was Auntie Jiang. He was a little disappointed. "Auntie Jiang, why aren't you resting yet?"

"Oh, I heard something so I got up to take a look."

Auntie Jiang was surprised to see him holding a bouquet of red roses. "Young Master, are these for Young Madam?"

"…"

Feng Yunan was embarrassed. He didn't want to admit that the roses were for Qiao Ruoxi. He changed the topic and asked, "Where did she go?"

"She's already asleep," Auntie Jiang replied.

"She went to bed so early?"

He was expecting her to wait for him.

He had not even come back and she had already gone to bed?

"It's already past midnight," Auntie Jiang said.

Feng Yunan pointed at the table. "She made these?"

Auntie Jiang nodded and explained, "Yes. It was made by Young Madam herself. It's her birthday today, and she wanted to celebrate it with you when you came back. But she thought you weren't coming back again, so she went to rest after 12. It's not good for pregnant women to stay up late all the time."

"Does she often stay up late?"

In Feng Yunan's memory, she usually slept earlier than him.

"Yeah. For the past three days, the first thing Young Madam did when she came back from work was to cook for you. She waited until late every day and only rested after 12 o'clock."

"…"

If not for Auntie Jiang's nagging, Feng Yunan would never have known that Qiao Ruoxi had been cooking every night for the past three days.

She waited for him until late every day?

"Why didn't you tell me?" Feng Yunan asked reprimandingly.

Auntie Jiang said kindly. "Young Master, you warned us that no one is allowed to talk about Young Madam, so we didn't dare to!"

"…"

Feng Yunan was speechless. He felt like he had shot himself in the foot.

He remembered the fight that night. After he'd smashed everything in the villa, he'd ordered that no one was to mention Qiao Ruoxi.

'Ah, it was all my fault.' He had blocked his own way out and missed so many opportunities. He could not blame others.

Feng Yunan didn't say anything. He took a deep breath, put the flowers on the table, and went upstairs.

He went straight to the guest room and turned the doorknob. He realized that the door was locked from the inside. He tried a few times but it was not open.

How could that woman lock the door when she was sleeping? Did she think he was a thief?

The feeling of being rejected at his own home was very unpleasant.

No one opened the door for him.

He called her on the phone, but no one answered.

How dare she lock the door?

She refused to open even after he knocked.

'She didn't even answer my calls?'

'Good, very good. Qiao Ruoxi, you are getting bolder and bolder!'

'You don't want me to go in, right? What's so difficult about that?'

'I'll just get the keys to open it!'

Feng Yunan turned back to the second floor and saw Auntie Jiang leaving. "Auntie Jiang, where are the keys to the room upstairs?"

"They're with Young Madam."

"Where's the spare key?"

"It's also with Young Madam."

"…"

WTF!

Feng Yunan looked defeated. It seemed that the woman did it on purpose. Even though she knew he was home, she would not open the door for him.

Feng Yunan paced back and forth a few times before finally going downstairs.

Ten minutes later, the security guard from the Ocean Pavilion, who was in charge of patrolling at night, ran to the side of the villa with a trained hound. He shone his torchlight and scolded, "Who are you? Sneaking around?"

A dark figure walked out from the bushes. The security guard shone his light at him and almost peed his pants. "Y-Young Master? It's so late, why are you…"

The security guard wanted to ask, "Young Master, it's already so late. Why aren't you sleeping? Why are you climbing the wall?"

"I'm… taking a walk."

Feng Yunan held his hands behind his back and puffed out his chest. He would never admit that he was climbing the wall just now and was about to sneak into the guest room from the side balcony. The security guard understood and did not dare to disturb his leisurely stroll. He was about to leave with his hound when he was stopped by Feng Yunan. "Wait, go find me a long ladder."

"Yes." The security guard did not dare to delay and quickly ran to help him carry a long ladder.

Feng Yunan asked the security guard to place the ladder on the balcony. Before he went up the ladder, he ordered the security guard, "When I go up, take the ladder away too. Also, don't tell anyone about this."

The security guard obeyed and helped to lift the ladder.

She raised her head and looked at her young master climbing the ladder. She was really puzzled.

This was Feng Yunan's territory. Why didn't he go through the front door?

He climbed up the ladder in the middle of the night. 'Heh, Young Master really knows how to play.'

After Feng Yunan went up, the security guard obediently took the ladder away.