Chapter 250 - 249: The Affair Plan

In one swift move, Yang Xun picked Murong Wei up, placed her on the executive chair, and quickly ducked under the office desk.

Fortunately, the desk was large enough to conceal him perfectly.

A moment later, Zhang Hui pushed the door open. He saw Murong Wei sitting in the executive chair, her cheeks flushed and her breathing unsteady. He asked, a little confused, "What’s wrong? Why is your face so red?"

"It’s nothing... I’m just a little hot."

Murong Wei struggled to make her voice sound normal, her hand unconsciously tightening on the edge of the desk.

Zhang Hui didn’t think much of it and walked over to her. "By the way, there’s something I wanted to talk about. Now that you’re cured, shouldn’t we consider having a child?"

Murong Wei’s fingers gripped the edge of the desk even tighter. Underneath it, Yang Xun was gently touching her.

"Now... now isn’t the right time. My body hasn’t fully recuperated yet, and things are busy at Xinglin Hall."

"You have a point. We can wait a little longer, then."

Zhang Hui nodded. Seeing that her face was not only red but that beads of sweat were also forming on her forehead, he grew worried.

"Weiwei, if you’re feeling unwell somewhere, please don’t just try to tough it out. Let me check your pulse."

"No, I’m really fine. Don’t come any closer."

Murong Wei quickly stopped Zhang Hui from coming any closer. If he walked over to her side, he would discover Yang Xun under the desk.

Seeing her have such a strong reaction, Zhang Hui stopped in his tracks, his expression complicated as he looked at her.

"Honey, are you still bothered by the fact that Yang Xun was the one who treated you?"

At his words, Murong Wei shuddered uncontrollably.

Under the desk, Yang Xun was growing bolder, completely unconcerned about being discovered as he continued to tease Murong Wei.

"No."

She denied it, but her strong reaction only confirmed his suspicions.

"Honey, you and Yang Xun only had relations that day as part of your treatment. I don’t mind."

"Besides, I was the one who begged him to do it. It has nothing to do with you, so you shouldn’t feel guilty."

The more considerate Zhang Hui was, the guiltier Murong Wei felt.

’Not only do I not feel guilty, but here I am, secretly fooling around with Yang Xun in my office.’

’My husband is right in front of me, yet Yang Xun is under the desk pleasuring me... The feeling is just too thrilling.’

Murong Wei had always considered herself a conservative person; she never imagined she would have such a wanton side to her.

"Ngh~"

She couldn’t help but let out a moan, causing Zhang Hui to freeze.

"Weiwei, what on earth is wrong?"

Hearing footsteps approach, Yang Xun, still under the desk, didn’t dare make any sudden moves, but his fingertips never stopped their work.

Murong Wei bit her lip, desperately trying to maintain her composure as a thin sheen of sweat broke out on her forehead.

"I’m really okay. Could you please just leave me alone for a minute to calm down?"

Her beautiful eyes glistened as she gave Zhang Hui a look of helpless appeal.

The two had always had a decent relationship, and Zhang Hui found it difficult to refuse her pleas. He finally nodded. "Alright. If it gets really bad, just give me a call."

Murong Wei nodded. She watched Zhang Hui turn and leave the office, only letting out a sigh of relief once he was gone.

The moment the door clicked shut, Murong Wei exhaled sharply and collapsed into the chair, her legs feeling weak as jelly.

Yang Xun crawled out from under the desk. Murong Wei glared at him, her voice still laced with a lingering hoarseness. "Were you doing that on purpose?"

"I swear, I was just trying to help you relax."

Yang Xun put on an innocent expression, pulling out a tissue to wipe his hands.

"We were almost caught."

Murong Wei’s heart was still pounding. If Zhang Hui had actually seen them, she had no idea how she would have faced him.

"What’s there to be afraid of? We would’ve just said I was giving you a treatment."

Yang Xun looked completely unfazed. He had only come back because he’d intended to give Murong Wei an acupuncture treatment in the first place.

"You were right before. Your body isn’t ready for a pregnancy right now. After three rounds of IVF, your system has taken a lot of damage and needs time to recuperate. Otherwise, the baby wouldn’t be healthy."

As he spoke, he took out a Silver Needle. With a quick flick, he precisely inserted it into one of Murong Wei’s acupoints.

Murong Wei let out a muffled groan. Even though she’d just had an orgasm, her body was still incredibly sensitive.

Yang Xun quickly removed the scented sachet from her waist. "I’m taking this," he said with a sigh of resignation.

"Why are you carrying around aphrodisiac powder? Don’t tell me you were planning on getting up to no good?"

Murong Wei raised an eyebrow at him, her expression suspicious.

"Do I look like that kind of guy? My wife... she’s a bit frigid, so I prepared some of this powder for her. It helps with her symptoms."

Yang Xun was telling the truth; the powder really was intended for Xu Yue.

"I’m surprised. You’re so... potent, yet your wife is frigid. Is she able to satisfy you?"

Murong Wei asked before she could stop herself, then immediately felt awkward.

’Those words made it sound like she was offering herself to him, volunteering to be the one to take care of his needs.’

Before Yang Xun could answer, his phone suddenly rang, startling them both.

He glanced at the screen. It was Xiaolin. He quickly answered.

"Where are you? Why aren’t you back yet? Xu Yue will be home from work any minute!"

"I’m on my way back now."

Afraid Xiaolin might say something she shouldn’t, Yang Xun gave a quick reply and immediately hung up.

"Teacher, something urgent came up. I have to go,"

Yang Xun quickly pulled out the Silver Needle, turned, and rushed out the door.

He hurried out, hailed a taxi, and sped toward the Xu Family Villa.

The moment he walked through the door, Xiaolin grabbed him and pulled him into a room.

"Why are you just getting back? And you smell like perfume. Were you out fooling around with some other woman again?"

Xiaolin leaned in to sniff him, her beautiful eyes wide with accusation.

"You’re Xu Yue’s husband! Messing around with other women is a betrayal to her."

"And what we’re about to do isn’t a betrayal to Xu Yue?"

Yang Xun retorted with a straight face.

His words left Xiaolin speechless.

She shot Yang Xun a glare and said coldly, "Forget it. I don’t care where you’ve been fooling around. Xu Yue will be home soon. Get ready."

With that, she quickly changed into a sexy nightgown, and the two of them slipped into their roles as they had rehearsed.

Yang Xun lay on the bed while Xiaolin lay on her side next to him. They deliberately left the door open a crack.

As the atmosphere grew intimate, Xiaolin couldn’t help but feel a pang of nervousness.

Although she had ’serviced’ Yang Xun before, they had never gone all the way.

This time was different. They were planning to do it for real, and they wanted Xu Yue to see it with her own eyes.

’The very thought of that scene was thrilling!’

Before long, the sound of a car pulling up came from downstairs. Xu Yue was home.

She changed into her slippers and went upstairs. Just as she was about to head to her own room, she heard a faint, broken sound coming from the end of the hall.

Xu Yue stopped in her tracks.

It was a sound she recognized: suppressed panting and hoarse whispers.

Although she had never truly experienced carnal matters herself, Yang Xun had certainly taught her a thing or two on their recent encounters.

She frowned, assuming her brother, Xu Feifan, was back and had made up with his wife. It would be normal for the young couple to be sharing an intimate moment.

But the longer she listened, the more she felt something was wrong. The sounds seemed to be coming from the direction of Yang Xun’s room.