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"Zuo Qinghuan, you're really interesting," Qin Wanshu said as she watched Zuo Qinghuan suddenly laugh. But Zuo Qinghuan found this smile different from Qin Wanshu's usual smile, and it seemed quite strange.
"Hehe..." Zuo Qinghuan awkwardly chuckled. Being called interesting by someone was a first for her, even though she had grown up. Zuo Qinghuan realized belatedly that Qin Wanshu had addressed her by her full name for the first time, including both her first and last names.
"What do you want to eat?" Qin Wanshu asked.
"Anything is fine, I'm not picky about food." Zuo Qinghuan felt that the Young Miss Qin's favorite food shouldn't be too bad.
"Then let's go to that one." Qin Wanshu pointed to the restaurant where she had eaten just now.
Zuo Qinghuan felt dizzy when she saw it. It turned out to be French food with complicated etiquette in that restaurant. She couldn't enjoy French food. Han Shibin took herself to eat there once or twice before, and she didn't eat there again.
"Don't like it?" Qin Wanshu asked Zuo Qinghuan with a look of concern on her face.
"It's not that I don't like it, it's just too complicated," Zuo Qinghuan replied. The many rules of French cuisine made her feel uneasy. Well, she was from a lower class and couldn't appreciate such fancy French dishes.
"You decide then." Qin Wanshu didn't want to eat French cuisine again either. She hadn't actually invited Zuo Qinghuan to have a meal together, so she didn't mind what they would eat.
"Have you ever eaten common people's food?" Zuo Qinghuan felt that Qin Wanshu should be a child who grew up eating delicacies from mountains and seas every day, like how it's portrayed on TV, not knowing about regular meals.
"Of course I have," Qin Wanshu didn't see herself as overly delicate.
"That's good, come with me." Zuo Qinghuan naturally stretched out her hand to hold Qin Wanshu's hand and led Qin Wanshu toward her car.
Qin Wanshu felt quite strange. This didn't seem like the typical interaction between a mistress and the legal wife. Zuo Qinghuan's treatment of her didn't seem insincere, and she was baffled by the situation.
Zuo Qinghuan drove to the food street in the nearby university town and parked the car in front of a Malatang* restaurant.
*hotpot
Qin Wanshu looked at the dilapidated signboard with the word Malatang written on it, and then at the simple eating place. She was a bit surprised. She had thought Zuo Qinghuan was materialistic and would gladly spend Han Shibin's money without hesitation, rather than coming to a budget-friendly place. Zuo Qinghuan did indeed spend Han Shibin's money without hesitation, as she felt it was necessary to maintain her professional image. But she also secretly saved a lot of money, subconsciously believing that one day she would return to a more normal life.
"Never been here?" Zuo Qinghuan looked at Qin Wanshu who was stunned aside, and felt that it was not kind of her to bring the Eldest Young Miss to such a place. The contrast between the upscale French restaurant and the street stall selling Malatang was quite amusing to Zuo Qinghuan. She wondered if Qin Wanshu could handle it with such composure.
In truth, Zuo Qinghuan disliked this kind of contrast. The feeling of being comfortable with street food but not being able to adapt to high-end restaurants was deeply ingrained. She wanted Qin Wanshu to experience this contrast as well.
"Is this clean?" Qin Wanshu's first thought was hygiene.
"Don't worry, this is on Student Street. Countless students come here every day, and there haven't been any issues. Unless Miss Qin is too exquisite to try commoner food," Zuo Qinghuan raised an eyebrow and said.
Qin Wanshu slightly frowned. She had been accustomed to being addressed as "Miss" at home, and she had grown numb to it. However, hearing "Miss Qin" from Zuo Qinghuan's lips sounded a bit harsh to her.
"I haven't tried it before, so it's something new," Qin Wanshu didn't disappoint Zuo Qinghuan and quickly calmed down. Since they were here, she decided to go with it.
"Can you eat spicy food?"
"A little."
"Wait a minute, it will be ready soon." Soon, Zuo Qinghuan came back with two bowls of delicious Malatang.
She put the Malatang in front of Qin Wanshu, indicating that it was ready to eat.
It smelled a little sweet, Qin Wanshu thought to herself, she hesitated for a moment, then picked up the disposable chopsticks and began to eat slowly.
Zuo Qinghuan watched Qin Wanshu eat and then picked up her chopsticks to eat, but Qin Wanshu's refined manner of eating was really incompatible with this restaurant, Zuo Qinghuan thought to herself. Indeed, many people around them glanced over. Zuo Qinghuan and Qin Wanshu's appearances were not like those of the typical students here. Two big beauties, one exuding elegance and refinement, the other ethereal and otherworldly, naturally attracted attention. Fortunately, it wasn't peak dining hours, so the restaurant wasn't crowded.
Qin Wanshu unexpectedly found it delicious. As she ate, half a bowl was already in her stomach. She completely forgot that she had already eaten earlier, and also temporarily forgot the purpose of eating with Zuo Qinghuan. She realized she was quite full, which was rare for her, as Qin Wanshu typically only ate until she was about 60% full. Qin Wanshu stopped her chopsticks, only to realize that Zuo Qinghuan had already finished eating and was looking at her with her chin resting in her hands.
"Why are you looking at me?" Qin Wanshu took out a delicate tissue from her bag and wiped her mouth, maintaining her graceful demeanor.
"Because you're beautiful!" Zuo Qinghuan spoke the truth.
She did believe she was quite attractive, and Qin Wanshu had never thought otherwise. However, hearing this compliment from Zuo Qinghuan, who was still seen as the other woman, made her feel uneasy.
Qin Wanshu found it incredible that she could get along well with Zuo Qinghuan even after knowing her identity. She had a strong urge to reprimand this woman, yet she couldn't help but notice their surprisingly harmonious interaction.
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"My house is nearby, would you like to come over?" Zuo Qinghuan asked. She genuinely enjoyed spending time with Qin Wanshu. This felt much better than going out with Li Xin. So she wanted to continue this positive mood and keep Qin Wanshu's company. After all, she had plenty of time on her hands.
"Okay." Qin Wanshu nodded. She was waiting for this invitation. Once she arrives at Han Shibin's golden house where he keeps his mistress, she will be able to expose Zuo Qinghuan's true identity. She was curious to see how the woman would react.
This time it was Zuo Qinghuan who led the wolf into the house.
Entering Zuo Qinghuan's residence again, Qin Wanshu immediately noticed a pair of large men's slippers at the entrance. Realizing that everything belonging to a man here belonged to Han Shibin, she felt an indescribable sense of discomfort.
"You don't live alone, do you?" Qin Wanshu asked casually.
Zuo Qinghuan saw Qin Wanshu notice the men's slippers at the door and nodded, "Mm, I live with my lover, but he is usually very busy and doesn't come here often." Zuo Qinghuan told the truth.
Qin Wanshu noticed that Zuo Qinghuan's words were not husband or boyfriend, but a lover. Zuo Qinghuan's words were really delicate.
"What kind of man is he?" Qin Wanshu asked curiously, remembering that Zuo Qinghuan had once asked her a similar question.
"He is rich, handsome, and excellent, and he is a good lover." Zuo Qinghuan replied after thinking for a while.
"Do you love his money? Because you mentioned his wealth first," Qin Wanshu continued to ask.
Qin Wanshu is really a woman who can capture words, she thought to herself.
"It's not love, it's liking." Zuo Qinghuan doesn't like the word love.
Qin Wanshu was somewhat surprised. She couldn't see any traces of love on Zuo Qinghuan's seemingly indifferent face. Perhaps what she liked most was Han Shibin's money. She herself had married Han Shibin because he was a suitable match. Suddenly, Qin Wanshu felt a bit sorry for Han Shibin.
After Qin Wanshu changed into her slippers, she followed Zuo Qinghuan into the hall. There was a curved table in the hall, with two elevated chairs beside it. The decoration was quite petty bourgeois, different from the classical style of her home.
"I seldom make tea. Do you drink coffee?" Zuo Qinghuan asked. Han Shibin likes drinking coffee very much, so she had a lot of good coffee here.
"Mm." Qin Wanshu nodded.
"Actually, the coffee I make is very good. I used to work in a coffee shop." It seems that she met Han Shibin in the coffee shop. Of course, she also used a little bit of tricks to catch the rich man, but…
Qin Wanshu knew that her husband liked to drink coffee, and she could make good coffee by himself, so she never had to do it herself.
The coffee machine was placed on the curved table. Watching Zuo Qinghuan familiarly work with the coffee machine, her expression serious, Qin Wanshu found the attentive service quite pleasant. However, her feelings were complex. Perhaps Han Shibin's affair wasn't solely due to her own sexual frigidity; he might actually like Zuo Qinghuan. Zuo Qinghuan not only possessed youth and beauty but also seemed skilled at making men happy. Even though her actions might not be genuine, she was indeed able to satisfy a man's vanity.
"My husband also likes coffee, but I've never made it for him. I think I can make it, but the feeling of making it for someone else might be different," Qin Wanshu suddenly spoke up.
Zuo Qinghuan was slightly taken aback, she didn't know if it was her own illusion, but she felt that Qin Wanshu had mentioned Han Shibin quite a lot today.
"He probably doesn't want you to do something you don't enjoy," Zuo Qinghuan felt that with a wife like Qin Wanshu, husbands wouldn't usually make too many demands, or they would be seen as greedy.
"You seem to know my husband better than I do." Qin Wanshu looked at Zuo Qinghuan with a half-smile. Zuo Qinghuan's scalp felt a little numb. She felt that Qin Wanshu was a little different from before, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what had changed.
"I'm just guessing, well, the coffee is ready, try it." The aroma of the coffee spread to every corner of the hall. Even Qin Wanshu, who rarely drank coffee, thought it was very fragrant, the aroma of the coffee was strong, unlike the mildness of tea.
Qin Wanshu took the coffee, took a sip, and the rich aroma spread on the tip of her tongue. She had to admit that Zuo Qinghuan's coffee was much better than Han Shibin's.
"It's delicious." Qin Wanshu said from the bottom of her heart.
After Zuo Qinghuan saw Qin Wanshu's relaxed expression, she smiled happily. She has cooked for Han Shibin so many times, but she has never been so happy from the bottom of her heart like this time.
