Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 375 Catch the adulterer
Gu Zheng made a loud noise as she pushed open the door, making no attempt to conceal it. As soon as she entered, she looked at the large bed in the room, quickly trying to confirm something.

Her expression gradually softened, because Han Zhou was lying obediently on the bed, his face facing the door, and he seemed to be still fast asleep, not awakened by the sound of her opening the door.

It seems I really did misunderstand Han Zhou and Sister Yin. That message probably had another meaning, otherwise Han Zhou shouldn't be in the room right now...

As Gu Zheng pondered this, she unconsciously began to survey the room's layout. Her gaze first swept over the large wardrobe leaning against the wall, then over the curtains that almost reached the floor. She thought to herself that there were quite a few places in this room where someone could hide, even under the bed could easily fit a person...

Her expression gradually became strange, and suddenly she looked suspicious as she carefully examined the slippers placed beside the bed.

It wasn't that she saw extra slippers by the bed, but rather that the size of these slippers seemed a bit too small, and didn't seem like something Han Zhou would wear.

Gu Zheng tried hard to recall for a while, but suddenly felt a little frustrated. She regretted not noting what everyone's slippers looked like before going back to her room, otherwise she could have drawn a conclusion right now.

But then again... is Han Zhou really asleep?

With a hint of doubt, Gu Zheng pointed her phone at Han Zhou on the bed.

The phone's built-in flashlight shone like a giant searchlight in a prison, directly onto Han Zhou's slightly pale face.

Gu Zheng was initially a little unhappy. She didn't actually suspect that Han Zhou and Sister Yin had any improper relationship. The reason she cared so much about that news was mainly due to the influence of what Mo Yixia said tonight.

Mo Yixia's confidence made her feel a strong sense of crisis, but she couldn't muster the courage to ask Han Zhou about it. Just like asking the second-ranked student in the class how they did after the exam, she felt that this was a sign of weakness and insecurity.

Therefore, rather than saying she didn't trust Han Zhou, it would be more accurate to say she didn't trust herself. She simply wanted to use the excuse of "catching him in the act" to justify her actions, embolden herself, and have a proper talk with Han Zhou.

Gu Zheng could feel that she had indeed become much bolder. In the past, she couldn't keep staring at Han Zhou's face for long, but now, despite her heart racing, she was able to keep her eyes fixed on him.

Being thick-skinned does have its advantages... This thought inexplicably popped into her mind.

The last time Gu Zheng saw Han Zhou sleeping soundly was when they shared a room. At that time, she thought he was already asleep, so she quietly got out of bed to observe his sleeping face up close. However, as soon as she got close, Han Zhou opened his eyes, which scared her so much that she ran away.

Of course, the failure that night wasn't something she held a grudge about, but tonight's situation was somewhat similar to that day, making her want to get back up from where she fell down.

Now might be a good opportunity to observe Han Zhou up close.

Since the door is already closed and no one can escape under my nose, I can catch them in the act anytime. It's a good opportunity to test whether Han Zhou is really asleep or pretending.

With this thought in mind, Gu Zheng took several deep breaths and then quietly approached Han Zhou.

……

Han Zhou had already lay down and closed his eyes a second before Gu Zheng pushed the door open, and he never dared to open them, so he didn't know who had entered the room.

However, the only person he could think of who would so roughly push open his door was Zhong Yin or Guzheng. Although Zhong Yin had a bad temper, she shouldn't be the type to come to his room so late at night.

Although it's unlikely that Guzheng would run to his room so late, if we had to choose between the two, it's more likely that the person standing at the door is Guzheng.

To be honest, at a time like this, Han Zhou would rather see Zhong Yin holding a wrench or even a kitchen knife than see Gu Zheng with a smiling face.

Thinking that Gu Zheng was watching him, Han Zhou put on all his acting skills and tried his best to pretend to be fast asleep. He lay on his side in bed wrapped in a quilt, as if he was sleeping very soundly and was not awakened by the sudden sound of the door opening.

His expression was calm, his breathing even, as if he were having a sweet dream, but his heart was already in his throat—

You should know that he wasn't the only one under the blanket at that moment; Mo Yixia was also completely hidden under the blanket.

Unconcerned about the softness and warmth against his back, he secretly prayed that the zither would not turn on the light, otherwise Mo Yixia would be discovered very quickly once the light came on.

Because Gu Zheng's attack was so sudden, Mo Yixia had no time to find a place to hide. In desperation, Han Zhou had no choice but to pull her into the quilt.

Mo Yixia didn't really want to hide, but after getting under the covers, she seemed to have changed her mind, pressing her body tightly against his back and behaving quite cooperatively.

Han Zhou was relatively thin, but Mo Yixia was obviously slimmer. Even his not-so-broad back was enough to completely block the other person from behind. In addition, with the thick quilt as cover, unless Gu Zheng turned on the light or went around behind him to take a closer look, it would be difficult to find Mo Yixia hiding under the quilt.

That's why he prayed that the guzheng would never have the lights on.

While praying, he couldn't help but feel puzzled, unable to understand why Guzheng had entered his room late at night.

Gu Zheng wasn't as "rude" as Mo Yixia; she usually wouldn't break into a man's room at night. But now, not only had she stormed into his room aggressively, but she hadn't said a word and showed no sign of leaving. It was hard not to think of a rather ominous word—

Catching them in the act!

Could it be that Guzheng happened to discover that Mo Yixia wasn't in her room and suspected that she had come to my room, which is why she came over so aggressively?
Or perhaps Mo Yixia was trying to trick me, and deliberately brought the guzheng into my room for some reason.

It wasn't that Han Zhou didn't want to think positively, but Gu Zheng's current behavior was just too much like someone coming to catch someone cheating. He didn't dare to open his eyes, but he could clearly sense that she was looking around for something. What else could this be but suspicion that there were other people in the room?
Han Zhou became increasingly alarmed as he thought about it, but just as the thought crossed his mind, he felt a slight itch on his back—it seemed that Mo Yixia was writing something on his back with her finger.

With his photographic memory, he quickly connected the strokes on his back in his mind to form a complete sentence: "This matter has nothing to do with me."

Even though all that can be seen right now is Han Zhou's back, Mo Yixia's "mind-reading" ability is still working steadily.

Has nothing to do with Mo Yixia?

Han Zhou was taken aback at first, then became even more confused. If it had nothing to do with Mo Yixia, why would Gu Zheng come to his room in the middle of the night? It couldn't be that she came to chat with him, could it?
His mind raced, but he couldn't figure it out. Fortunately, the lights in the room hadn't been turned on, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, because it might mean that Guzheng didn't intend to stay long and would probably leave soon.

However, after a few minutes, Guzheng did not leave as he expected. Instead, she began to tiptoe toward the bedside.

What does the guzheng want to do?
Han Zhou's heart skipped a beat, realizing that he could no longer pretend to be asleep. The closer Gu Zheng got, the greater the chance that Mo Yixia would be discovered. If Gu Zheng found Mo Yixia under his blanket, the consequences would be unimaginable.

As the footsteps grew closer, he pretended to be a little cold, smacked his lips, pulled the blanket up over himself, and then groggily opened his eyes, just in time to see Guzheng standing by the bed holding a phone.

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat awkward.

Seeing Han Zhou wake up, Gu Zheng froze for a moment, then quickly pretended to be indifferent, pulling her outstretched hand behind her back and muttering, "You're awake?"

His tone sounded somewhat dissatisfied.

"Guzheng? You're still awake...?"

Han Zhou tried his best to make his performance seem natural, yawning and muttering something. Suddenly, his expression froze, as if he had just woken up, and he exclaimed in shock, "Wait, how come you're in my room?"

"Exaggerated".

Mo Yixia, hidden under the covers, showed no intention of hiding her true feelings and wrote such comments on his back.

Fortunately, such acting skills might be a bit too exaggerated for Mo Yixia, but they were enough to handle the guzheng.

Gu Zheng's eyes darted away. Although she felt a little guilty, she still came up with the excuse she had prepared beforehand: "The rain is getting heavier, and I was worried that your window wasn't closed properly, so I came to check..."

The air was quiet for a moment.

Do you think I would believe that?

Han Zhou sighed slightly, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from Gu Zheng's behavior, she obviously didn't know that Mo Yixia was in his room. Otherwise, she would probably have already started questioning him. There was no need to make up such a clumsy excuse.

Believe it or not... what's so strange about you not even locking the door and leaving the windows open?

Gu Zheng pouted and changed the subject, moving towards the wardrobe while adding, "I told you your window wasn't closed properly, raindrops were already drifting in."

You're blatantly lying! I practically welded the windows shut, where would raindrops come from?

Han Zhou suppressed the urge to complain and asked suspiciously, "Why are you walking towards the wardrobe if the window isn't closed properly?"

He was nervous because the wardrobe was positioned directly opposite the bed. If Gu Zheng looked at the bed from that angle, she would easily notice that he had "gained weight" and thus discover Mo Yixia hiding under the covers.

One thing is pretty much certain: Gu Zheng probably did come looking for someone, but since there was no evidence that anyone else was hiding in the house, she kept a low profile and didn't conduct a large-scale search.

Han Zhou secretly rejoiced that he had hidden Mo Yixia's slippers under the pillow from the beginning, instead of under the bed. Gu Zheng had clearly wanted to look under the bed, but in her opinion, the huge wardrobe seemed more suspicious, so she did not bend down to check.

He still doesn't realize that he hid the wrong slippers.

What puzzled Han Zhou was that if Gu Zheng wasn't looking for Mo Yixia, then who did she suspect was hiding in the room?

Gu Zheng ignored Han Zhou's words and walked straight to the wardrobe, muttering pretentiously, "I don't have a wardrobe that big in my room, it's inconvenient to put clothes in it..."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly flung open the wardrobe door.

The wardrobe was completely empty; there wasn't a single piece of clothing to be seen, let alone a person.

"Are you looking for something?" Han Zhou asked tentatively, feigning confusion at the opportune moment.

"No, I said I came to close the window."

Gu Zheng was quite stubborn. She shook her head and walked to the window. She pulled back the curtains and looked carefully, but didn't see anyone. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly squatted down and pretended to tie her shoelaces, completely forgetting that she was wearing slippers. She lowered her head and looked under the bed with a wary expression, but still found nothing.

Two minutes later, Han Zhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Zheng searched almost every corner of the room, but her attention was never on the bed. Even when she glanced at the thick quilt several times, she didn't think much of it. Finally, she plopped down on the edge of the bed, looking somewhat depressed.

(End of this chapter)