Qin Wanshu locked the divorce agreement in her own personal safe and then left the study to go to the guest room to find Zuo Qinghuan.

When Qin Wanshu entered, Zuo Qinghuan was sleeping soundly. She walked over and sat down beside the bed. Looking at Zuo Qinghuan's sleeping face, She had spent a lot of effort for her, yet she slept so peacefully. Either Zuo Qinghuan wasn't very concerned about her divorce, or she had a very positive attitude. Qin Wanshu couldn't help but have a playful thought. She reached out and gently pinched Zuo Qinghuan's nose, causing her to wake up slowly due to lack of air.

"Is it done?" Zuo Qinghuan rubbed her eyes upon seeing Qin Wanshu, asking sleepily.

"What do you think?" Qin Wanshu raised an eyebrow in response. Zuo Qinghuan's sleepy appearance was adorable, as if she found everything pleasing ever since she fell in love.

"You have a smile in your eyes, so I guess it's done," Qin Wanshu's eyes held a hint of joy, indicating good news.

"You're lucky, sleeping so soundly," Qin Wanshu remarked nonchalantly.

"Well, that's because someone trusts her goddess to handle things," Zuo Qinghuan sat up and leaned towards Qin Wanshu coquettishly. She didn't know when Han Shibin would come or go, and she had waited anxiously for a long time. But just the thought of Qin Wanshu made Zuo Qinghuan feel inexplicably relieved. After her nerves settled from being overly anxious, drowsiness crept in.

"You really know how to put a high hat on me," Qin Wanshu said with a slight shake of her head, reaching out and hugging Zuo Qinghuan. She was getting more and more accustomed to Zuo Qinghuan's intimate gestures and even liked them somewhat.

“Love, you've worked hard. How about I reward you with myself?" Zuo Qinghuan asked ambiguously into Qin Wanshu's ear, her fingers already wandering on Qin Wanshu's body.

“Okay, but let's wait until tonight." Before the divorce, being intimate with Zuo Qinghuan was considered an affair, which felt morally wrong. However, now that the divorce agreement was signed, Qin Wanshu's mood was exceptionally good, and most importantly, the mental burden was lifted. So she didn't refuse Zuo Qinghuan's advances. However, doing such things in broad daylight still made Qin Wanshu uncomfortable. She was still conservative.

"But what if I want to serve the Young Miss now?" Zuo Qinghuan gently pushed Qin Wanshu down onto the bed, straddling her waist. Qin Wanshu couldn't help but blush at this suggestive position.

"Qinghuan..." Qin Wanshu was about to speak up to refuse, but Zuo Qinghuan's lips silenced her objections, and her hands slipped under Qin Wanshu's clothes. She was intimately familiar with Qin Wanshu's body, knowing exactly where her most sensitive spots were.

Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=1363950

This translation was originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com

Under Zuo Qinghuan's deliberate teasing, Qin Wanshu's body gradually became sensitive and heated up. Qin Wanshu felt like her body was no longer her own, becoming increasingly prone to weakness under Zuo Qinghuan's tongue and fingertips. Sometimes, Qin Wanshu couldn't even remember how strongly she had once been repulsive on this matter.

Zuo Qinghuan grew to love Qin Wanshu's reactions more and more. Although Qin Wanshu tried hard to restrain herself, her body became increasingly honest in its response. Zuo Qinghuan especially enjoyed hearing Qin Wanshu's soft moans when she couldn't control herself anymore; they were more melodious than anything else. She knew that under her guidance, Qin Wanshu's body could blossom into exquisite beauty.

Han Shibin returned to the villa, noticing that the car in the garage hadn't left, indicating that Qin Wanshu was still inside. However, he couldn't find her in the master bedroom or the study. Checking every room, he reached the last guest room. Without much thought, he opened the door, only to be stunned by what he saw inside, a scene that would haunt him for the rest of his life.

A naked woman was burying her head between Qin Wanshu's legs, both of them completely unclothed. The woman's head and disheveled hair obscured the specific details, but even without seeing, Han Shibin knew what was happening - the woman was pleasing Qin Wanshu. This was not the Qin Wanshu he knew. The Qin Wanshu he knew never made any sounds in bed, only silently endured, her face never expressed enjoyment. Though Qin Wanshu's current expression was truly beautiful, it didn't belong to him, which enrages him beyond measure.

Han Shibin angrily shifted his gaze to the other woman, whose figure seemed oddly familiar. It turned out to be Zuo Qinghuan. In that moment of recognition, Han Shibin froze. How could it be Zuo Qinghuan? His former mistress and his wife were having an affair. This absurd and profound fact was etched deeply into Han Shibin's mind. Unable to contain himself any longer, he slammed the door open which made a violent sound.

Qin Wanshu and Zuo Qinghuan both turned towards the source of the sound, only to see Han Shibin with a dark and somewhat frightening expression.

Oops, caught red-handed in bed, Zuo Qinghuan thought to herself. She quickly reacted, pulling up the nearby blanket to cover herself and Qin Wanshu. Seeing Han Shibin's expression, she feared he wouldn't let this slide easily. She looked at Qin Wanshu with concern. While Han Shibin was usually fine, he could be difficult to handle when provoked.

Compared to the worry evident on Zuo Qinghuan's face, Qin Wanshu remained calm. She only furrowed her brow slightly, showing minimal reaction, as if facing something inconsequential.

"Shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Han Shibin's voice was dark and cold. If looks could kill, Zuo Qinghuan felt she would have been executed countless times by Lingchi*.

*凌迟 - Death by thousand cuts or slow slicing of the flesh, an ancient Chinese punishment 

"You should go out first, I'll give you an explanation later." Qin Wanshu spoke coldly. She didn't expect Han Shibin to come back. It was ultimately her carelessness. Since the truth couldn't be concealed anymore, she could only face it calmly. After all, Han Shibin was just her ex-husband now.

Han Shibin didn't give in. He just stared coldly at Qin Wanshu and Zuo Qinghuan, showing no intention of retreating.

Seeing that Han Shibin wasn't going to leave, Qin Wanshu had no choice but to gracefully pick up the blanket and elegantly put on each piece of clothing that Zuo Qinghuan had taken off. Without any hesitation or awkwardness, her movements were calm and unhurried, displaying an elegant composure that left Zuo Qinghuan dumbfounded. Even in such a compromising situation, Qin Wanshu remained poised and graceful, a sight that astonished her. Zuo Qinghuan quickly dressed herself as well, feeling somewhat anxious as she worried about the trouble this discovery might bring to Qin Wanshu. Seeing Zuo Qinghuan dressed neatly, Qin Wanshu gently patted her shoulder and smiled at her, as if reassuring her that everything would be fine, indicating that she had it under control.

Zuo Qinghuan looked at Qin Wanshu's smile and felt a slight sense of calmness in her heart. There was a strong power emanating from Qin Wanshu, always inexplicably putting people at ease.

Han Shibin didn't expect Qin Wanshu to show no remorse towards him at all and even flirt with Zuo Qinghuan in front of him. This made him even more furious.

"Qinghuan, go out first." Qin Wanshu said gently to Zuo Qinghuan.

Zuo Qinghuan refused to leave. She knew Qin Wanshu wanted to protect her, but they should face the situation together. She couldn't let her face it alone, considering all that Qin Wanshu had done for her.

"Be good, listen to me!" Qin Wanshu seemed to be coaxing, but her tone was firm and commanding. At this moment, Qin Wanshu didn't allow anyone to disobey her will.

Zuo Qinghuan saw Qin Wanshu's firm expression. She hesitated for a moment, but then obediently walked out of the room, leaving Han Shibin and Qin Wanshu inside. She didn't know if Han Shibin would make things difficult for Qin Wanshu. She was eager to know what they would talk about, but unfortunately, the soundproofing was too good. Zuo Qinghuan could only lean against the wall next to the door, waiting for them to finish their conversation.

Author's Note:

Ming Ye really has a bad taste.