Sugar And Spice: The Ceo’s Feisty Wife Book 1 Chapter 368
Feng Xinying smiled that he remembered. Usually remembering small things was an issue with amnesia patients but if Xie Yuansheng could remember the last clause of the contract, it meant that his amnesia was minor. With a little help she was sure he would improve a lot and might even remember the past sooner. "Yes, that is the clause. You have to act like my husband in front of others."
Xie Yuansheng nodded as he gulped wondering what she would do next. He had successfully evaded her but now how would he manage?
"There is an invitation from the Ministry of Education to attend a function in the evening, and I am invited with my spouse, so I want you to come with me," she said very plainly as if it was something of a routine.
He stared at her as though she had grown two horns. His internal conflict for her was fading slowly when she had to come with today's invite. Had it not been for the contract, he would have refused her. In his eyes she was really a clever minx because she had already got the contract signed. He didn't realize it but he had fallen right in her trap. "What do I do to get out of this trap?" he asked himself as he looked at Feng Xinying who was smiling softly in front of him. Seeing her smiling softly, he thought that beneath that beautiful face, there is a devilish brain – a brain that would think ten steps ahead. He sighed and resigned to his fate. It was impossible to resist her when she was not have any bad intentions towards him. According to him, it was him who was thinking all lewd about her. He had to keep a check on his thoughts. "Okay, I will accompany you…" he replied slowly.
"Good. I will send you some clothes and you can wear them for the evening," said Feng Xinying and rose from the chair. When she reached up to her bedroom, she went to Xie Yuansheng's closet and started searching for his navy blue suit. He had many navy blue suits because that is what he loved wearing to the company and he would often go to parties wearing that only. Since it was chilly, she took out a woolen Armani suit from the closet and brought it to the bed. "Shengu, my dear hubby, I look forward to seeing how you act as my husband." She sent the suit to his room through a servant. She went to the closet again and chose a dress for herself. While choosing it, she decided to go to the mall and take him for shopping with him.
In the evening when Feng Xinying was getting ready for the party, she was getting excited by the minute. She wasn't as interested in the party as she was going out with Xie Yuansheng. Even if he would act as her husband for a few hours, it was worth it. She wore a lovely red dress that was made from net with a silk lining that accentuated her curves. The lining finished till her thighs and the net continued till her knees. The dress had a zipper on the back that was running from mid-back to the hips. Leaving her hair open, she wore light makeup and a red lipstick. She chose to wear flat red bailey shoes. She covered herself with a white shawl and came downstairs.
Xie Yuansheng was waiting for her in the main hall in the navy suit that she had sent for him. He looked so dashing and handsome that for a moment she forgot to breathe. He had gelled his hair and they were combed back. She smiled at him and walked towards him with confidence, her heart beating so fast as if it wanted to jump out of the cage.
At the same time when Xie Yuansheng saw her coming towards him in the red dress, he froze at his spot. She was looking so attractive that he felt she hypnotized him. He couldn't move an inch, as she looked straight in his eyes. His heart was about to come to his mouth.
She approached him and said gently, "Are you ready?" What a stupid question, she thought but her brain wasn't working.
"Y- yes, Miss Xinying," he replied.
"Let's go," she said and extended her hand to him.
Xie Yuansheng was reluctant in holding her hand, so she said, "You have to act as my husband. He used to not only hold my hand but hold my waist."
He gulped. How could he hold her waist when holding her hand was such a gargantuan task? Somehow, he held her extended hand and as soon as he held it, she gripped it. As soon as she gripped it, Xie Yuansheng's blood rushed to the spot he was hoping would behave.
Together they went out of the main hall to the porch where the car was waiting for them. Feng Xinying sat in the car followed by Xie Yuansheng and the driver started.
Feng Xinying remembered how Xie Yuansheng used to pull her in his lap every now and then.
When they were in the car and had driven a little further, Feng Xinying pressed the button between them and the driver. "Why are you doing this?" asked Xie Yuansheng, flustered at her action.
Feng Xinying removed her shawl. "Why are you removing your shawl?" asked Xie Yuansheng now totally rattled. What was she going to do?
"Relax Shengu. I couldn't zip my dress from behind so I had covered it with a shawl. Now that you are there, could you please zip my dress from behind?" as she said that, she turned around to show her open back to him. The zipper was open and her entire back was showing right from the top to just above her hips.
Xie Yuansheng's head became dizzy and his fingers started shaking. His little brother was already finding it difficult and here she was making sure that he doesn't get a moment of peace. But he also knew that she wasn't doing that on purpose, it was him who was having those lewd thoughts. "Wasn't there any servant to help you?" he asked meekly.
"No there wasn't," came a straight reply.
Shakily he took his hand to the zipper and started to zip her. Suddenly she moved and his hand brushed the upper part of her hips. They were so supple that Xie Yuansheng stopped for a second. This was torture to him. He resumed zipping her dress, closing the beautiful back that he so wanted to keep seeing.
At the same time Feng Xinying was protesting a bit. She just allowed him and gave him all the sweet time in the world to do what he was doing. When the dress was zipped, she turned back and covered herself with her shawl. "Thank you Shengu," she said with a smile.
"Y- you are welcome." He crossed his legs to hide the growth between his legs.
After a pause, she said, "When we reach the venue, you must hold me by my waist. That is how Xie Yuansheng used to do."
There was a small silence for some time. Then he asked her, "Does your husband bear a very strong resemblance with me?"
"Of course he does otherwise why would I ask you to act on his behalf?"
Xie Yuansheng nodded.
"You should hold my hand in the party whenever possible," continued Feng Xinying. "And make sure that I don't drink."
Xie Yuansheng looked at her in shock.