Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 376 You Need Insurance

Looking at the girl sitting on the edge of the bed, Han Zhou's heart remained heavy.

Although Guzheng did not continue searching, she showed no intention of leaving. She remained silent, lost in thought with a melancholy expression.

Fortunately, the other person's attention was not on the bed, otherwise they might have already discovered Mo Yixia hiding under the covers.

The torrential rain continued, with raindrops pounding against the glass. Cold air kept seeping into the room through the cracks in the windows, but it was no match for the warmth emanating from the air conditioner, keeping the room cozy.

Although it was warm inside and Guzheng was healthy enough, Han Zhou was still worried that she would catch a cold. After hesitating for a while, he ultimately did not send her back to her room, but asked, "Guzheng, what's wrong with you? Why are you in my room so late at night instead of sleeping?"

"Looking for someone," Gu Zheng replied sullenly.

"Looking for someone?" Han Zhou's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm and asked, "Who?"

Could it be that Guzheng discovered Mo Yixia was no longer in the room?
Gu Zheng didn't answer, but instead glared at him with displeasure: "Tell me first what's the deal with that message Sister Yin sent you?"

"what news?"

Han Zhou was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening, and his expression became a little strange. "Wait, Sister Yin...you didn't peek at my phone, did you?"

He looked at Guzheng with suspicion. Guzheng turned her head away guiltily, seemingly afraid to look at him, but quickly put on a stern face and made an unhappy expression.

Han Zhou realized that Gu Zheng was probably referring to the message from Sister Yin asking her senior to come and give her a massage. This guy had most likely mistaken the message for one sent by Sister Yin.

So that's how it is... The person this guy was looking for was actually Zhong Yin?

"Who...who looked at your phone?!"

Although Gu Zheng had a stern face, her imposing manner had weakened considerably. She explained somewhat guiltily, "I originally went to your room to find you, but who knew your phone screen would light up at that moment, and the font was set so large. You know I have good eyesight... Anyway, I saw it by accident!"

At this point, she suddenly realized that she didn't need to explain at all; Han Zhou was the one who should be explaining. So, her face darkened, she punched him hard in the thigh, and asked fiercely, "Now I'm asking you! Tell me, what exactly happened!"

"So you suspect that Sister Yin came here?" Han Zhou said, both amused and exasperated. "Why didn't you just ask me directly? Why did you have to stay up all night to catch her cheating?"

"What do you mean by 'catching someone in the act'! That's such an offensive way of putting it..."

Gu Zheng blushed slightly and said irritably, "Stop changing the subject! If you were trying to lie to me from the beginning, you wouldn't have answered me honestly even if I asked."

"Tsk."

Mo Yixia wrote a word on Han Zhou's back.

Han Zhou's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly recovered and explained earnestly, "Listen to me, that phone isn't actually mine; my senior took it by mistake..."

He explained the whole thing in detail, and worried that Guzheng wouldn't believe him, he even handed her the phone on the bedside table, pointing to the back and saying, "Look, the patterns on the backs of my phone and my senior's phone can be combined to form a heart, but the pattern on my phone is mainly concentrated in the lower half, while the pattern on this phone is clearly in the upper half, and my fingerprint can't unlock this phone, so it's actually..."

In fact, Gu Zheng had already believed Han Zhou when he said that his phone had been taken by mistake, and her mood immediately improved.

But seeing the other person keep going on and on about the differences between the two couple's phones, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable and impatiently interrupted, "Okay, I get it. You're trying to say that this is actually your senior's phone, right? And your phone is with her?"

"What's so great about couple's phones..." she thought sourly.

"Yes." Han Zhou smiled. "So this is just a misunderstanding. You should have asked me about it sooner."

He paused, then suddenly felt a bit scared and said with a wry smile, "It's a good thing you didn't go to Sister Yin's place, otherwise there would have been a big misunderstanding."

"How could I be so inconsiderate?"

Gu Zheng's decision to only raid Han Zhou's room was naturally based on her own considerations. She asked indignantly, "Since you know you took the wrong phone, why didn't you return it to your senior?"

"When I realized I had taken the wrong phone, everyone had already gone back to their rooms for a while. My senior was probably already asleep. There was no need to bother her so late at night. Anyway, it wasn't anything important. I could just return it to her tomorrow morning."

"That's right."

Gu Zheng nodded, agreeing with Han Zhou's point. Given her personality, if she realized she had taken the wrong phone, she would definitely return it immediately. The reason she hadn't returned it yet was probably because she had already fallen asleep before realizing what had happened.

"All right."

Seeing that Gu Zheng's expression had softened, Han Zhou realized that the time was almost right and said with a smile, "Alright, now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, it's time for you to go back to sleep. We can talk about it tomorrow morning."

The longer Guzheng stays in the room, the greater the risk of Mo Yixia being discovered.

Gu Zheng hesitated for a moment: "Don't you want to know why I went into your room to look for you before?"

Han Zhou was taken aback. Of course he wanted to know, but the problem was that now was not the time to chat. So he chuckled and said, "It's already very late. We can talk about it tomorrow morning."

"Ok."

After a moment of silence, Gu Zheng nodded gently, got up and walked towards the door. But before Han Zhou could breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly retreated quickly back to the bedside, plopped down, and stared intently at Han Zhou. "No, I'm going to tell you now!"

She was aggressive, as if she had made up her mind.

Meeting the girl's slightly burning gaze, Han Zhou felt inexplicably nervous, worried that she was planning to take this opportunity to confess her feelings to him.

Late at night is not a suitable time to make important decisions, because it amplifies emotions and weakens reason, making the usually timid brave and the usually calm crazy, thus leading to some impulsive decisions.

Of course, an impulsive decision is not necessarily a wrong decision, but for Han Zhou right now, confessing his feelings with the guzheng is clearly not the right decision.

Because Mo Yixia was hidden in his blanket.

Han Zhou forced himself to remain calm, deliberately yawned, and feigned a sleepy expression: "Is it something very important?"

"Yes!" Gu Zheng replied firmly.

"Is it absolutely necessary to say this now?"

"Yes, it has to be said now."

"Can't it be tomorrow morning?"

"no!"

Gu Zheng worried that she wouldn't have the courage to say those words by tomorrow morning.

"but I……"

"I'm leaving after I finish speaking!"

Seeing that Gu Zheng had already gone this far, Han Zhou naturally couldn't continue pretending, otherwise it would be too suspicious.

At the same time, Mo Yixia suddenly wrote the words "Let her speak" on his back with her fingertip, clearly interested in what Gu Zheng was about to say. This girl really loves to stir things up... Han Zhou sighed inwardly, and had no choice but to brace himself and meet Gu Zheng's determined eyes.

"Then tell me."

He prayed silently, "Just don't say anything, please don't confess your feelings."

"Oh...oh, I—"

Gu Zheng was very determined just a second ago, but when it came time to speak, she hesitated again. She lowered her head, gathered her emotions for a while, took a deep breath, and was about to grit her teeth and speak when she suddenly noticed the slippers on the ground again.

She found the slippers suspicious as soon as she entered the room, and now, upon closer inspection, she became even more convinced that they were girls' slippers. She stretched out her foot and compared the slippers on her foot with those on the floor, further confirming her suspicions.

The two pairs of slippers were almost the same size.

Although Han Zhou is handsome and relatively thin, he is still a boy who is close to 1.8 meters tall. It is impossible for him to have such small feet or wear such small slippers.

Therefore, these slippers definitely do not belong to Han Zhou, but to a certain girl.

Gu Zheng thought for a moment and first ruled out the possibility that these were Zhong Ling's slippers.

It's impossible that the senior not only took Han Zhou's phone by mistake, but also happened to wear Han Zhou's slippers as well, right?
It's understandable that she picked up the wrong phone because the two phones looked similar, but it's as obvious as whether the slippers fit or not that the senior student wouldn't notice.

Similarly, it was impossible for Han Zhou not to notice this problem.

So... whose slippers are these?
Or rather... where did Han Zhou's slippers go?

Gu Zheng found it increasingly suspicious. This time, she didn't plan to wait until late at night to "catch him in the act," but instead asked directly, "Han Zhou, what size shoes do you wear?"

Han Zhou was taken aback: "Size 43, what's wrong?"

"Where are your slippers?"

"Isn't that obvious? Of course it's 43 yards." Han Zhou asked, puzzled, "Is this something that absolutely had to be said tonight?"

Gu Zheng ignored him and continued to scrutinize the slippers on the ground, asking, "You don't have a fetish for wearing shoes that are too small, do you?"

"of course not."

"Do you know what shoe size I wear?"

"How would I know? Probably not even forty."

Han Zhou became increasingly confused as he listened, wondering what kind of questions Gu Zheng was asking. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and he realized something. His heart raced, but he forced himself to remain calm and asked, "Why are you suddenly asking these questions?"

He didn't dare look at the slippers on the floor, much less touch the slippers under the pillow, but he could still vaguely sense that he had probably hidden the wrong slippers—the ones left on the floor now were probably Mo Yixia's slippers, not his own!
And the guzheng has already discovered this!
Han Zhou was sweating profusely.

Villas are not hotels, so slippers are not provided for everyone. Therefore, everyone brought their own slippers. If Guzheng insists on finding the owner of the slippers, she only needs to take the slippers with her and check with each person one by one tomorrow morning.

No… she doesn’t even need to wait until tomorrow morning; she can knock on every door right now to check who doesn’t have slippers or who is wearing a pair of slippers that don’t fit.

If that's the case, then Mo Yixia, who isn't in the room right now, will definitely be discovered!
By then, even if he could change back into his slippers in time, he still wouldn't be able to explain both of these things at the same time.

Han Zhou was in a panic, but fortunately, the guzheng did not have his hearing and could not hear his heart pounding like a drum.

Even more fortunately, perhaps because of the initial misunderstanding, Guzheng seemed to think that this might also be a misunderstanding. Therefore, although her eyes were suspicious, her expression was still relatively calm, and she did not take the slippers to each room to confirm. She clearly intended to give him a chance to explain.

Gu Zheng didn't rush to ask about the slippers, but instead asked curiously, "You seem to have been huddled under the covers ever since I came into the room, and you're still like that now. Are you planning to stay lying here and talk to me like this forever?"

Han Zhou's heart skipped a beat. The slippers incident had triggered a chain reaction, and Gu Zheng was clearly starting to suspect his behavior even more. He could only bite the bullet and explain, "It's too cold in the room, and I'm worried about catching a cold."

"But the air conditioning is on in the room, so I actually feel quite hot."

Gu Zheng clearly didn't believe this explanation. She stared at him intently, one hand already reaching for the corner of the blanket, and asked suspiciously, "You wouldn't be hiding something in the blanket, would you?"

As she spoke, she was about to pull back the blanket.

"Don't!"

Han Zhou, quick-witted, immediately spoke up to stop him, "I'm not wearing any clothes, I'm only wearing a pair of shorts!"

Unlike Mo Yixia, Gu Zheng is a very shy girl. Unless she is extremely confident, she will not easily lift the blanket if she knows that he is not wearing clothes.

As expected, Gu Zheng's expression froze upon hearing this, her hands stopped moving, her face flushed slightly, and she muttered something under her breath.

Han Zhou vaguely heard the word "hooligan".

No, you barged into my room late at night, and now I'm the one who's a pervert?

He mentally complained, but seeing that the guzheng was no longer moving, he couldn't help but breathe a slight sigh of relief.

However, now is not the time to let our guard down; we must find a reason to send the guzheng away as soon as possible...

Han Zhou was racking his brains for a way to get Gu Zheng to leave when suddenly his expression froze, as if he had been electrocuted.

"what happened to you?"

Gu Zheng had been glancing at him furtively and immediately noticed the strange look on his face.

"No, nothing..."

Han Zhou forced a smile, his tone somewhat unnatural, because at that moment, Mo Yixia was silently undressing him from under the covers.

The reason he didn't resist was because Mo Yixia had written a sentence on his back.

"A lie can only ever be a lie; you need an insurance policy."

Mo Yixia's meaning was simple: Gu Zheng might lift the blanket again at any time. If she found that he was actually wearing clothes, she would definitely become suspicious and would never believe his explanation again until she lifted the blanket completely to see what was inside.

If you lift the blanket and find that he is indeed not wearing any clothes, you will most likely blush and completely give up the idea of ​​finding out.

This is an insurance policy.

Han Zhou understood what Mo Yixia meant, but he couldn't be sure whether this guy really wanted to offer him advice or just wanted to take advantage of him.

This guy wasn't ashamed at all; he had already started pulling down his pants.

But then again...

Isn't this guy's technique of quietly undressing someone under the covers a little too skillful?
(End of this chapter)