Chapter 214: Don't Call Me 'Master

Yang Xun's body stiffened slightly, the wicked fire within him stirring more restlessly.

"Auntie..."

He swept Chen Xiafang into his arms, pressing her against the cold wall before kissing her impatiently.

Their lips met and their tongues tangled in a frenzy, muffled, intimate sounds escaping them.

The steam on the wall soaked Chen Xiafang's nightgown, the fabric gradually turning transparent.

Yang Xun's searing hand roamed over her slender figure, then slid under her nightgown to caress the fine, smooth skin beneath.

"Nghh~~"

Chen Xiafang let out a soft moan. Their lips parted, both of them already breathless.

What happened next was only natural.

Steam filled the bathroom. The SHUSH of the showerhead masked their suppressed breaths and other soft sounds, shrouding everything in a hazy white mist.

Just as the two were getting into the swing of things, a set of hurried footsteps sounded from outside the bathroom.

"Bro? Bro, where are you?"

Yang Cai's voice was tinged with obvious panic and fear. The PATTER-PATTER of her bare feet on the floor grew closer, heading for the bathroom.

Yang Xun and Chen Xiafang both froze.

"Are you in here? Bro?"

Yang Cai's voice got closer, and now she was right outside the bathroom door.

She reached out and pushed the door, finding it locked from the inside. This made her even more frantic. "Bro! Are you in there? Why did you lock the door? Are you okay?"

Yang Xun took a deep breath, forcing his voice to remain steady. "I'm taking a shower. I'm fine. Go back to your room and sleep."

"Why are you taking a shower in the middle of the night?!"

Yang Cai's voice was thick with grievance; she had clearly been frightened. "I woke up and you were gone. I thought you'd abandoned me..."

"Silly girl, don't say such foolish things."

Yang Xun spoke through the door, his tone as gentle as he could make it. "I'm almost done. Why don't you go back to your room and wait, okay? Be good."

Just then, Chen Xiafang suddenly shifted her body, and Yang Xun couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

"Bro, what's wrong?"

"I just bumped into something. I'm fine. I'll be done in a second. You're barefoot, don't catch a cold. Hurry back."

Yang Xun's expression didn't change as he spoke, but in reality, the veins on his forehead were bulging.

"Okay."

Although Yang Cai was still a little worried, she obediently agreed and turned, her feet pattering as she ran back to her room.

Hearing his sister's footsteps fade away, Yang Xun let out a heavy sigh of relief. He looked at Chen Xiafang with a helpless, wry smile. "Auntie, you're so naughty."

"Who knew you couldn't take a little teasing?"

Chen Xiafang's almond-shaped eyes were full of playful mischief. They embraced again.

More than ten minutes later, the sound of the shower stopped. Chen Xiafang left first and returned to her own room.

Yang Xun toweled his soaking-wet hair and, after confirming there were no suspicious marks on his body, got dressed and opened the bathroom door.

As expected, Yang Cai wasn't asleep. She was sitting cross-legged on the bed, hugging a pillow and staring eagerly at the door.

The moment she saw Yang Xun push the door open, she leaped off the bed and threw herself at him barefoot. Burying her face in his chest, she said in a muffled voice, "Bro, you liar. You said you'd only be a few minutes, but it's been over ten."

"But I'm back now, aren't I?"

Yang Xun reached out and ruffled her hair, his face full of doting affection.

Only then did Yang Cai climb back onto the bed. She snuggled into Yang Xun's arms like a little animal and closed her eyes in contentment.

This time, she was much better behaved. Instead of tossing and turning and rubbing against him like before, she settled quietly in Yang Xun's embrace and quickly fell asleep.

Yang Xun, however, was now wide awake.

Although Chen Xiafang had provided some relief in the bathroom, it was only temporary.

Now, with her soft, warm body pressed against him and the unique, sweet scent of a young girl filling his nostrils, his body once again began to react uncontrollably.

Agony!

Utter agony!

Yang Xun spent the rest of the night in a half-asleep state of torment. As dawn broke, he rubbed his throbbing temples and made a silent resolution.

'I can never share a bed with Yang Cai again.'

'This isn't sleeping; it's a form of torture.'

After breakfast, Yang Xun called Zhou Yuan.

"Young Master Zhou, there's something I need to ask of you."

"Mr. Yang, just say the word! There's no need to be so polite with me."

Zhou Yuan's tone was as straightforward and warm as ever; he even seemed happy that Yang Xun had a reason to call him.

"I'm worried Scarface will come after my family for revenge. I'd like you to arrange for a few skilled bodyguards to go to Xiaoxie Village and protect them. If any suspicious individuals get close, I want to be informed immediately."

"No problem! I happen to have a few top guys who just retired from the special forces. Their skills are unquestionable. I'll have them head over today."

Zhou Yuan didn't hesitate for a second.

"And don't you worry, I've already cleaned up all of Scarface's remaining followers. He's nothing but a stray dog in Zhonghai City now; he can't cause any more trouble."

"Thanks."

Yang Xun nodded.

"By the way, Mr. Yang."

Zhou Yuan's tone changed. "Sun Rao... she seems to have been talking about you all day. She says she wants to see you."

"If you're not busy, maybe you could go see her at the suburban villa? There seems to be something wrong with her health, but she won't see the doctor I found for her."

Yang Xun thought for a moment. He didn't have anything urgent to do today. "Alright, I'll head over in a bit."

"Then I'll have a car take you there."

After hanging up, Yang Xun quickly tidied up. As soon as he stepped out the door, he saw the driver sent by the Zhou Family.

"Mr. Yang."

The driver was all smiles, his expression respectful.

Yang Xun nodded and strode to the car, getting in.