Chapter 17
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"Why did you take so long to arrive?" Zuo Qinghuan stood up, unsteadily walking towards Qin Wanshu, carrying a hint of complaint and a subtle undertone of coquetry. She had been waiting for Qin Wanshu for a very, very long time, so long that her heart was starting to feel anxious.
Qin Wanshu was a bit speechless. She wasn't obliged to come, right? Zuo Qinghuan wasn't someone she had any responsibility towards, so it was already good that she came. Now Zuo Qinghuan even complained that she was late.
"Do you often act like this?" Qin Wanshu frowned and asked. She didn't approve of Zuo Qinghuan's lifestyle.
"I don't usually do this. It's because I knew you were coming, so I had a few more drinks. Anyway, you'll take me back." Zuo Qinghuan smiled brightly at Qin Wanshu.
Why did Zuo Qinghuan assume that she would definitely come to look after her? Qin Wanshu felt really uncomfortable. Zuo Qinghuan was truly taking advantage of the remaining kindness within her. A phone call, and in the middle of the night, this woman dragged her out. She was truly despicable.
“Okay, this time I'll be a good person and take you back, but don't let it become a habit." Qin Wanshu supported Zuo Qinghuan, who seemed about to fall forward. Zuo Qinghuan reeked of alcohol, making her furrow her brow even tighter.
"Mm," Zuo Qinghuan grunted softly, naturally reaching out to cling onto her body, burying her head in her shoulder and leaning towards her.
Seeing Zuo Qinghuan's complete trust in her, Qin Wanshu couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Did Zuo Qinghuan really consider her a saint? She helped this big troublemaker into her car, secured her seatbelt, and slowly drove toward where Zuo Qinghuan lived. Qin Wanshu's own home was quite far from Zuo Qinghuan's place. Tonight, she didn't know what time she would finally get back home to sleep.
Zuo Qinghuan sat in the passenger seat. Due to the effects of alcohol and an inexplicable sense of security from Qin Wanshu, she quickly fell asleep.
Qin Wanshu drove and couldn't help but find the recent days quite unimaginable. She was picking up the mistress in the middle of the night. Why was she so tolerant of her in her heart? She glanced at the peacefully sleeping Zuo Qinghuan. Her ethereal beauty, without the daytime's pretense and worldly concerns, made Zuo Qinghuan look so pure at this moment. When Zuo Qinghuan was asleep, she found her even more pleasing to the eye than when she was awake. Feeling the night's chill and afraid Zuo Qinghuan might feel cold while asleep, Qin Wanshu took off her own coat and draped it over Zuo Qinghuan.
Qin Wanshu redirected her focus on driving, her thoughts drifting away. She wasn't sure what she should do. Initially, she wanted to deal with this mistress and make her disappear from her and her husband's lives. Now, it seemed she couldn't be so harsh on this mistress. Perhaps, letting Zuo Qinghuan stay wouldn't be so bad. This way, she could conveniently avoid the responsibility that originally belonged to her. Thinking this way, it felt unfair to Zuo Qinghuan.
"We've arrived," Qin Wanshu gently shook Zuo Qinghuan's body.
Zuo Qinghuan, drowsily, opened her eyes. "We're here?"
"Can you go up by yourself?" Qin Wanshu asked softly.
Zuo Qinghuan shook her head. In truth, she sobered up quite quickly from the alcohol. Just half an hour of sleep would sober her up considerably. However, she didn't want Qin Wanshu to leave.
"In that case, I'll take you up," Qin Wanshu sighed, deciding to see it through to the end.
"I'll get you a glass of water. Once you drink it, have a good sleep, and your headache won't be as bad tomorrow." Qin Wanshu went to the kitchen to pour some water. Water helps to flush alcohol from the body, preventing this woman from having a headache tomorrow.
Watching Qin Wanshu head to the kitchen, Zuo Qinghuan felt genuinely good being taken care of by her. Could it be because she lacked maternal affection since childhood, that's why she had such a strong liking for a woman like Qin Wanshu? Did she have a particular desire to stick close to her? Zuo Qinghuan never actively approached anyone; she was always cautious around everyone. Yet, for the first time, she found herself making excuses to approach Qin Wanshu multiple times. Zuo Qinghuan herself felt this wasn't something she would typically do.
"What are you daydreaming about?" Qin Wanshu came in holding a glass of water, noticing Zuo Qinghuan sitting at the edge of the bed lost in thought, she casually asked.
"Nothing," Zuo Qinghuan replied, snapping out of her reverie.
"Finish the water, get some sleep, and I should head back," Qin Wanshu handed the water to Zuo Qinghuan.
Zuo Qinghuan grabbed Qin Wanshu's hand, preventing her from leaving.
"It's very late, don't go back. Return in the morning; there's enough space here to sleep," Zuo Qinghuan tightly held onto Qin Wanshu's hand, not letting go. It was too late.
Qin Wanshu hesitated. This place was Han Shibin's hideaway for his mistress. It felt uncomfortable for her to stay here.
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"Stay, please?" Zuo Qinghuan gently shook Qin Wanshu's hand, speaking in a coquettish tone.
Qin Wanshu felt a strange sense of unease in this situation. Although Zuo Qinghuan at this moment was acting like a little girl coaxing her mother, given her status as a mistress, making such a move really made Qin Wanshu uncomfortable.
"But..." Qin Wanshu was still hesitating.
"That's settled then. Let me get pajamas for you," Zuo Qinghuan promptly stood up and fetched her own pajamas from the wardrobe, handing them to Qin Wanshu.
Qin Wanshu looked at the pajamas handed to her and felt as if Zuo Qinghuan was forcing the issue. Nevertheless, considering the late hour, she decided to sleep for the night; after all, Han Shibin wouldn't return early in the morning anyway.
"Do you want to take a bath?" Zuo Qinghuan, resembling an extremely hospitable host, eagerly asked. It seemed like the alcohol had worn off, although her face still had a hint of flush.
"I just took one," Qin Wanshu replied. Although she liked cleanliness, she wasn't obsessed with it. There was no need for another shower, especially feeling uneasy about bathing in someone else's home.
"Then you go rest first, I'll freshen up," Zuo Qinghuan felt the strong smell of alcohol on herself.
"Okay," Qin Wanshu took the opportunity while Zuo Qinghuan went to shower to change into Zuo Qinghuan's pajamas. It wasn't hard to notice Zuo Qinghuan's fondness for pink.
Qin Wanshu remembered from her last visit that there was no living room there, only a bedroom. The thought of her husband and that woman rolling around in this bed made her feel indescribable.
When Zuo Qinghuan came out and saw Qin Wanshu sitting on the bed in her pajamas, she realized that Qin Wanshu might feel uncomfortable.
"As soon as Han Shibin leaves, I change the bed sheets and covers to a new set," Zuo Qinghuan explained while toweling her damp hair, noticing Qin Wanshu's unease.
"Oh," Qin Wanshu wasn't interested in these details.
"Can you help me blow-dry my hair?" Zuo Qinghuan asked Qin Wanshu with the same tone as before, holding the hairdryer.
Qin Wanshu didn't refuse. She took the hairdryer and began blowing Zuo Qinghuan's hair. Zuo Qinghuan's hair was even longer than her own, with exceptionally good quality, straight and flowing down to her waist, exuding a feminine charm. All things considered, this mistress had a good appearance.
During this time, Zuo Qinghuan squinted, enjoying Qin Wanshu's service. Indeed, women were more tender and delicate than men. She had never felt this comfortable with Han Shibin before.
"Done," Qin Wanshu handed the hairdryer back after finishing with Zuo Qinghuan's hair.
"Let's sleep," Zuo Qinghuan pulled back the covers, indicating for Qin Wanshu to get in.
Qin Wanshu hesitantly pulled back the covers and lay down. Zuo Qinghuan also lay down, propping herself up on her elbow to observe Qin Wanshu's face.
"Your facial features are so delicate. Your nose is truly beautiful, even at such a close look, there's no flaw..." Zuo Qinghuan exclaimed sincerely.
Feeling uncomfortable being stared at like this, Qin Wanshu asked, "Aren't you sleepy?"
"Not really, I slept in the car just now. You sleep if you're tired," Zuo Qinghuan, now sober from the alcohol, was quite alert.
Qin Wanshu was speechless. How could she sleep while being scrutinized like this?
"Can I touch your face?" Zuo Qinghuan asked Qin Wanshu, who had already closed her eyes.
"No," Qin Wanshu refused to be touched.
"Alright, I won't disturb you anymore, I'll sleep too," Zuo Qinghuan also lay down, but she positioned herself on her side. Now she learned her lesson, this time, she didn't ask Qin Wanshu but directly embraced her, placing her hand on Qin Wanshu's abdomen. If not now, when would she seize the opportunity to tease Qin Wanshu?
Qin Wanshu opened her eyes and glanced at Zuo Qinghuan, who was still staring at her sideways, slightly furrowing her brow.
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