Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Yan Yue had arrived!

Jian Yufei was surprised. Tianling paused, his eyes filled with amazement.

“Aunt Li, what’s gotten into you? I’ve been here before; no need to treat me like a stranger. Go on and do your chores, I’ll find Tianling myself.”

“Miss Yan, I wouldn’t want Young Master to accuse me of neglecting a guest. Please wait; I will inform Young Master right away.”

“No need, I can go up myself!” Yan Yue dropped her voice suddenly, got up and started climbing the spiral staircase.

“Aunt Li, this is my future home. Tianling and I are engaged. I think it’s time you start addressing me differently; not as Miss Yan anymore.”

“… Yes, Young Madam.” Aunt Li bowed respectfully. Yan Yue, pleased, smirked then continued her ascent up the stairs.

Just as she reached the top of the stairs, she saw Ruan Tianling coming out of his bedroom. He closed the door and walked towards her.

“What brings you here all of a sudden?” He asked, smiling, as he reached her.

Yan Yue glanced at his bedroom door, naturally wrapped her arm around his, then giggled playfully, “I came to see if you’re keeping a mistress cloistered in gold.”

Tianling raised an eyebrow, a devilish grin on his face.

Pointing to the bedroom door, Yan Yue feigned anger, “Are you hiding another woman in there? Why did Aunt Li look panicked when she saw me? And what were you doing in your bedroom in the middle of the day?”

Instantly, her expression changed, and she looked at him pitifully, “Tianling, are you out of love with me? What should I do if you have someone else?”

She shot him a doubtful and upset look, batting her eyelashes at him, as if she were waiting for him to explain.

Tianling guided her towards the bedroom, opening the door to reveal an empty room.

The bedsheets were neatly laid out, not a wrinkle in sight.

Looking at her sideways, he smirked emotionlessly, “Do you see anyone here?”

Yan Yue’s face fell.

But since she had entered the villa, her feminine intuition had been telling her that another woman most likely resided there.

If there were no other woman, why would a cute throw pillow adorn the living room couch? Or why were the cups on the table so feminine? Not to mention Aunt Li’s panicked look when she saw her.

These tiny details convinced her that Tianling was hiding a woman here.

Given her previous encounter with Aunt Li and Jian Yufei at the movie theater, she suspected that this woman could indeed be Jian Yufei.

Since she had already made a scene, why not stir up some more trouble?

Taking a different approach, Yan Yue pouted, “Who knows where she’s hiding? Maybe she’s in the bathroom?”

With that, she went to the bathroom and pushed open the door without hesitating.

The bathroom too was empty. Yan Yue clenched her fists, looking more than a little displeased.

How could this be? There should be someone here. Why isn’t there?

The glass door to the balcony was drawn, as were the curtains. She glanced in that direction, a strong feeling that the hidden person must be on the balcony.

Yan Yue, her mind clouded by jealousy and anger, was ready to confront the intruder…