The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband

Chapter 454: Chapter 454 – This Guy Is Not Sick, Tackle Him! _1
 

After speaking, she tried to touch his forehead with her hand to see if he was cold. But before her hand could make contact, it was wrapped by the man’s large palm. Lowering his head, Ye Junqing looked pained, “Yes, it’s difficult.”

The difficulty was the insecurity and uncertainty inside his heart. What was tormenting him was the fear of loss.

Could he really change his contentious past relationship with Xiaoyuwei to now being mutually affectionate?

At this moment, Ye Junqing suddenly wasn’t very sure.

“Ah? Then I’ll leave with you.” Ye Xingguang thought his old illness had flared up and wanted to accompany him to make a remedy, but she was pulled away by him.

Who expected Li Yu, who had seemingly slept enough for eight lifetimes, to suddenly stretch his long legs, sit up from the sofa, and yawn, “Where is the patient? Let me take his pulse.”

Ye Xingguang said, “Brother Yu, your medical expertise can’t cure this illness. Please go back to sleep, you sleepyhead.”

But Li Yu swiftly stood up, walked over to the two of them without a trace of fear, and reached to take Ye Junqing’s pulse.

Ye Junqing, usually calm and obedient, wanted to embrace Ye Xingguang and leave the room to find a quiet place to calm his disturbed heart. But Li Yu was swift, his hand once again landing on Ye Junqing’s wrist.

Ye Junqing avoided him again, and thus began a dance of avoidance and engagement that went on for a while. Li Yu couldn’t keep his hands steady on Ye Junqing’s wrist, and Ye Junqing was likewise unable to shake his grip.

Ye Xingguang, standing at the side, watched their back-and-forth, looking from one to the other until she got dizzy. She had to hold onto Li Yu’s arm to keep him steady, looking up and saying, “Why don’t you let Brother Yu take a look? Maybe he really can help?”

After all, even Dr. Bo had said that Brother Yu had a magic touch. Maybe, by pure luck, Brother Yu might be able to cure his illness?

No need!” Ye Junqing retorted, his face turning ghastly pale. He twisted Ye Xingguang’s hand, ready to walk out.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

He was well-aware of Li Yu’s abilities. Once upon a time, had Li Yu not used his skills to temporarily curb his bloodlust, garnering the support of all his brothers who then coerced him into letting go of Xiaoyuwei?

Back then, Li Yu had publicly declared to cure his disease if he let go of Xiaoyuwei. His parents, brothers, and everyone around him pressured him into letting go of Xiaoyuwei to treat his illness.

Although he and Xiaoyuwei were originally incompatible, he suddenly found himself without any support. That period felt like a siege from within and outside, and recalling it now gave Ye Junqing a splitting headache.

Ye Junqing’s long legs took large strides, but before he could even reach the door, Li Yu’s lazy voice came from behind, “Hey girl, I’ve taken his pulse. He’s not sick, he’s faking it!”

What? He’s not sick?

As Ye Xingguang walked, she stretched herself up to touch his forehead with the back of her hand and found his temperature was normal.

A sigh of relief escaped her, “So, you’re not sick, huh? Why were you pretending to be, then? Honestly, you had me worried.”

Ye Junqing’s voice was cold and angry, “Who says I’m not sick? Who is your boyfriend? Should you believe him or me?”