Putting Song Xiaoxi down, she walked over to Ye Yang and made a pleading gesture: "Iām afraid sheāll cause trouble, so Iām going down to make her something to eat. Please keep her company, Iām counting on you."
"Sure, I donāt have anything else to do anyway."
"Thank you!" Song Jiaqi, who was kept in the dark, still looked very grateful.
"Butā"
Song Jiaqi stopped again: "But?"
"Iām hungry too..."
Song Jiaqi burst into laughter: "Got it, Iāll make a portion for you too. You keep an eye on Xiaoxi for me first."
Ye Yang gave an "OK" gesture and closed the door after entering.
"Sheās gone down," he said softly.
Only then did Song Xiaoxi open her eyes, climbing up from the bed and whispered, "Oh... I almost suffocated! So hot! Oppa! How was my acting?"
Ye Yang gave her a thumbs up: "Fantastic! Professional actor level."
"Iām so hot!" Song Xiaoxi tossed off the covers and fanned herself with her hand.
"That wonāt do!" Ye Yang walked over and covered her with the quilt again. "If the heat escapes, youāll be exposed when Song Jiaqi comes back!"
"But Iām really hot..." Song Xiaoxi looked at him pitifully.
"Do you still want to eat delicious food every day and stay here with me?"
In just a second, Song Xiaoxi heroically made a decision, pulling out the hot water bottle from under the quilt to keep her forehead warm: "Let the temperature get more intense!"
Ye Yang chuckled, "Thatās not necessary."
Timing it just right, Song Xiaoxi lay back in the quilt, wrapped tightly, leaving only a small head exposed, looking at Ye Yang: "Oppa... Is it not good for us to deceive Da Bao like this? I didnāt know Da Bao was so worried about me..."
"Of course, sheās worried about you," Ye Yang patted her little head, "Last time when you got sick and fell asleep, she took care of you overnight."
The more Ye Yang spoke, the more uncomfortable Song Xiaoxi felt. "Yet Iām deceiving her... Seems pretty bad..."
"Then Iāll go tell her youāre faking it, let her go back, and weāll order takeout every day from now on."
"No, no!" Song Xiaoxi grabbed him, "Then... letās just deceive her this once..."
After a while, they heard footsteps, and Ye Yang signaled to Song Xiaoxi.
When Song Jiaqi opened the door, she saw Ye Yang gently patting Song Xiaoxi, a very cozy and harmonious scene.
For a moment, Song Jiaqi was stunned.
If they knew each otherās identities, the scene would certainly be more harmonious.
"Was Xiaoxi causing any trouble?"
"No," Ye Yang returned to a serious demeanor, "She was very well-behaved, didnāt cause any fuss."
Song Jiaqi smiled and said, "Thatās because youāre here. Otherwise, she wouldāve kicked up a fuss long ago."
"I just brought Xiaoxiās serving up here, youāll have to get your own."
It was rather plain noodles, but nevertheless, Ye Yang could smell the aroma.
He didnāt know how she did it; every dish she made was so unique, totally different from what the maid cooked.
That night, like last time, Song Jiaqi took care of Xiaoxi, except this time, Ye Yang was there in the room with them as well.
No other reason but to cover for Song Xiaoxi in case there were any signs of exposure.
Several times, it was almost revealed, but Ye Yang managed to pull it back every time. In the end, their scheme succeeded!