Number One Zombie Wife 《第一尸妻》Di Yi Shi Qi
Number One Zombie Wife, Chapter 114: Who told you to steal my man?
Mu Yifan came back to the room and fell down on the bed.
Just the thought of being embarrassed to see Zhan Beitian later kept him awake, tossing and turning in bed.
However, it was getting dark and Zhan Beitian still hadn’t returned to his room.
Mu Yifan thought that Zhan Beitian would be embarrassed and didn’t go to his room until now.
He was so relieved that he suddenly fell asleep with a broken heart.
Then, dimly, he heard the door was opened, and then, the sound of undressing, followed closely, feeling the depression around him.
Mu Yifan had a vague idea that it was Zhan Beitian coming back.
Zhan Beitian’s back?
Mu Yifan opened his eyes abruptly and turned his head.
He doesn’t know if it’s because he’s an advanced zombie now but in the darkness, he can see Zhan Beitian’s beautiful face clearly.
And, from this angle, his long, thick eyelashes are even longer and more curved and his thin, pursed lips are paired with a beautifully sculpted, deep face, like a sleeping king.
Mu Yifan gently moved his body towards Zhan Beitian, trying to get a closer look at Zhan Beitian’s face.
However, as soon as he got close enough to see Zhan Beitian’s face, his heart began to beat wildly and thump loudly.
Mu Yifan even covered his chest and cursed, “Stop jumping.”
Zheng Guozong says he likes Zhan Beitian but Zhan Beitian will look exactly like his childhood friend tomorrow and there is no difference in their personalities, except that the male protagonist has been reborn and become aloof.
So, if he really likes the male protagonist in the book, does that mean he likes the real-life hairdresser too?
No matter how he thought about it, he thought it was ridiculous!
Mu Yifan looked at Zhan Beitian and fell asleep, unconsciously.
After he fell asleep, the person next to him suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the person next to him and then, gently embraced him in his arms, before he fell asleep.
That night, Mu Yifan had a dream.
He dreamt that he was in a wedding hall, wearing a white suit, very handsome.
The seats on both sides of the carpet were filled with friends and family who were all smiling brightly and saying their blessings. The next thing you know, everyone is clapping and shouting, “Here comes the bride.”
He quickly turned around and saw a strange middle-aged man leading a beautiful woman in a long-drawn white wedding dress towards him.
Mu Yifan took a good look at the woman in the wedding dress, wasn’t that Rong Yan?
Rong Yan’s beauty was already unpretentious and after wearing the white wedding dress, she was like an angel coming down from the earth, pulling his eyes tightly.
Mu Yifan was startled to see Rong Yan come up to him with a slight smile, a city-dropping smile, very charming, he could not help but foolishly ask and said: “You’re getting married?”
Rong Yan smiled at him but didn’t say anything.
Mu Yifan looked around, only he was a young man and joyfully asked, “Are you with me…”
No sooner had he finished speaking than someone excitedly shouted, “The groom is here! The groom is here!”
With a warm voice, he quickly turned around and saw Zhan Beitian in a black suit, walking elegantly towards them, handsome face, really handsome to the gods and goddesses.
Mu Yifan gritted his teeth and glared at Zhan Beitian.
Zhan Beitian took Rong Yan’s hand as if he hadn’t seen him.
The middle-aged man next to Rong Yan choked out, “I’ll give you my daughter.”
Mu Yifan came back to his senses and quickly said, “Wait.”
Zhan Beitian and Rong Yan turned to look at him.
Mu Yifan asked them uncertainly and said: “Are you guys getting married?”
He felt very uncomfortable at the thought that it was possible.
Zhan Beitian looked at him, silent.
Rong Yan smiled at him, “Yes, we’re getting married.”
Mu Yifan looked at Rong Yan in disbelief, then looked at Zhan Beitian, who didn’t say a word and shook his head and said: “No way, you can’t get married, Beitian, what you’re telling me, it’s not true, right?”
Rong Yan added, “Mr. Mu, we are indeed getting married, please congratulate us.”
Mu Yifan turned his head sharply, glared at her angrily and without thinking swung a fist in Rong Yan’s beautiful face and said: “Congratulations on your mother’s head.”
Rong Yan screamed and immediately, he was punched to the ground.
However, Mu Yifan was still not relieved and lifted his foot to kick her hard and said: “Who told you to steal my man, who told you to steal my man, see if you still dare to steal my man after this.”
The more he kicks, the more excited he gets.
Immediately after, Zhan Beitian’s voice was heard and said: “Mumu, wake up, Mumu, wake up!”
Mu Yifan turned his head to look at Zhan Beitian but he didn’t say anything but there was Zhan Beitian’s anxious voice in his ear.
Suddenly, the scene became a blur and then, gradually, it became clear again and he saw Zhan Beitian looking at him with a worried expression.
“Beitian?” he muttered.
Zhan Beitian exhaled, “Are you having nightmares?”
He kept hearing Mu Yifan talking in his sleep but he couldn’t hear what he was saying.
Mu Yifan woke up, thought about the dream and frowned in depression, and said: “How could this happen, why would I hit her? I should have hit you.”
And then there’s the fact that in his dream, he screamed, “Who told you to steal my man”.
Oh, my God!
Why does he shout such humiliating things? Why does he take Zhan Beitian for his man?
Mu Yifan thinks he must have heard Zheng Guozong say too much that Zhan Beitian is his man to have this nightmare.
Zhan Beitian: “…”
What the hell is this guy dreaming about?
Mu Yifan rolled over and said: “No, I’m going to reverse the plot, you leave me alone.”
Zhan Beitian: “…”
Mu Yifan turned around, fell back asleep and, indeed, continued to have the same dream.
He saw the bride on the ground and quickly gathered his feet, pulling her up in a hurry and said: “Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to kick you.”
The bride didn’t make a sound but the moment she lifted her face, her face suddenly changed and became Rong Xue’s face.
Scared, Mu Yifan quickly let go of the bride’s hand and said: “Rong Xue, how is it you?”
Rong Xue smiled elegantly at him, then, spoiling, called out to him, “Mumu, come here.”
Mu Yifan was startled to see that Rong Xue’s temperament had changed, as if she had become identical to his own sister Mu Yixue.
He called out with some uncertainty, “Sister?”
Mu Yixue nodded and walked over to him, taking his hand and said: “Mumu, you know I’ve loved Beitian for over a decade and had a hard time waiting for this day, so, please don’t ruin my happiness okay?”
Mu Yifan saw the hint of pleading in her eyes and wanted to nod his head.
At that moment, Zhan Beitian appeared in front of him again, without saying anything, just looking at him quietly.
Mu Yifan quickly shook his head and said: “No, I can’t let you have Beitian.”
Mu Yixue was anxious, angry and sad and asked, “Why not let, you don’t like Beitian, why did you insert yourself between me and Beitian?”
Mu Yifan doesn’t know how to answer Mu Yixue but keeps shaking his head, just won’t give Zhan Beitian to her.
“Mu Yifan, you can’t be so selfish, if you don’t like Beitian then let him go and let him pursue new happiness.” Mu Yixue rushed forward and shook Mu Yifan angrily.
Mu Yifan was strangled to the point of being unable to breathe.
At that moment, the crowd stood up and called him selfish and even his parents looked at him with disappointment on their faces.
When Mu Yifan saw that everyone was coming towards him, he pulled Mu Yixue’s hand away in a panic and stepped backwards, saying, “I didn’t… I don’t dislike him.”
Immediately afterwards, his parents threw themselves at him and shouted sadly, “Mumu, you’re a man, how can you steal a man from your sister?”
Mu Yifan woke up from his dream and saw Zhan Beitian looking worriedly at him again.
Zhan Beitian tightened his cold brows and asked, “What exactly did you dream about?”
Shortly after Mu Yifan fell asleep, he started to talk in his sleep again and this time he was particularly sad.
Mu Yifan looked at Zhan Beitian’s face in stunned silence for a long while before saying, “Zhan Beitian, you are a great scourge.”
He dreamt of stealing a man from two women.
What’s most depressing is that the last sentence in the dream says that he doesn’t dislike Zhan Beitian, which means that he actually likes Zhan Beitian?