Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

It was already morning by the time Ye Wanwan woke up.

There was silence in the big room. The weather outside was clear, the sky was a wash of azure blue and there was a fresh scent of grass and soil lingering in the air.

Some kind of bird was perched on a branch, chirping in high spirits. Very swiftly, it flapped its wings and flew far away...

”You’re awake.”

Ye Wanwan was still in a daze, staring at the little bird which had flown afar when she was brought back to the present by the deep voice.

Ye Wanwan turned and realised that Si Ye Han was seated on the chair next to her bed. He held a few documents with one hand while the other... was held firmly in her embrace and she had even unconsciously pressed it against her chest in her sleep, not letting him go.

Ye Wanwan was stunned and quickly released Si Ye Han’s hand. She wanted to speak but realised that her throat felt as if it had been burnt by fire; her lips were also dry and chapped.

”Don’t move.”

Si Ye Han placed the documents down, wet a cotton swab and dotted it on her lips. Then, he helped her up and raised the cup of water sitting by her bedside to her lips.

Ye Wanwan opened her mouth instinctively as the water flowed and moistened her parched throat, instantly soothing her.

”What happened to me?” Ye Wanwan asked suspiciously after finishing the water.

Wasn’t I supposed to be doing my practice questions in the living room? Why am I in the bedroom all of a sudden? And why’s the sun out?

”Fever,” Si Ye Han replied, as his face turned slightly colder, ”You didn’t feel it yourself?”

As her fever had just subsided and she had just woken up, Ye Wanwan still felt quite dazed and she mumbled, ”I did feel a little uncomfortable last night--dizzy and light-headed--but I thought it was due to the math questions I was doing so I didn’t give it much thought...”

Sensing Si Ye Han’s cold expression, Ye Wanwan instinctively hid under the blanket.

Si Ye Han didn’t say anything. His cold aura dissipated momentarily, then came back in full force as he pressed the bell next to him, ringing for his servants.

After Ye Wanwan recovered her composure, she looked him strangely-- why was he here the moment I woke up? Did he just happen to come over at the right time?

Shortly, there was someone knocking at the door and a servant walked in with a bowl of white porridge.

Si Ye Han reached out his arms and presented the porridge to her personally, ”Eat something.”

Ye Wanwan wasn’t sure but it seemed like although Si Ye Han still looked terrifying, his tone was much gentler than usual.

Ye Wanwan looked at the plain and bland white porridge, obviously uninterested in it but in the end, she furrowed her brows and swallowed it down obediently.

”Are you still feeling sick?”

Ye Wanwan shook her head. She just didn’t have much energy.

A long silence ensued, and neither of them said a word.

Ye Wanwan muttered something to break the silence, ”I seemed to have dreamt about something last night...”

”What did you dream about?”

As she recalled the memory, she said, ”One was a nightmare, one was a beautiful dream... I don’t remember the nightmare but the dream was really beautiful...”

Seeing Ye Wanwan’s enchanted expression, Si Ye Han looked at her, ”Really?”

Ye Wanwan nodded, ”I dreamt that Great White let me touch its paws... they were soft, comfortable and sooo nice!”

When she woke up and realised the claws she was hugging in the dream were Si Ye Han’s, she was somewhat disappointed...

A certain someone who was mistaken for Great White and was trapped in her embrace the entire night: ”...”

Si Ye Han took a deep breath, rubbed his forehead and carried the porridge away. He said, ”Get some rest.”

As he turned, he said, ”You can go home when you’ve recovered.”

It wasn’t until Si Ye Han had walked out of the room that Ye Wanwan reacted to what he just said.

What exactly happened when I was unconscious?

Si Ye Han actually... agreed to let me go home...