Chapter 3
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"Tsk tsk, Xiao Huan, your outfit looks so pure, just like a yet touched daisy..." Li Xin held her milk tea, looking at the just-arrived Zuo Qinghuan, and exclaimed dramatically. Zuo Qinghuan's appearance is truly deceptive; despite being of the same background as herself, she manages to look ethereal and otherworldly, making others jealous. In contrast, Li Xin was born with a fox-like appearance. Though she never wanted to admit it, people started calling her a vixen when she was just thirteen years old, and she had no choice but to accept her looks.
Zuo Qinghuan, in contrast to her previous ladylike appearance, opted for a simple white T-shirt and dark blue jeans, tying her long straight hair up. She now looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, truly resembling an innocent little lily.
"If I'm a daisy, then you're the withered flowers and fallen willows!" Zuo Qinghuan's sharp tongue was no less inferior to Li Xin's. Her appearance, which seemed easy to be bullied, created a strong sense of dissonance.
"I see you're jealous of my stunning looks," Li Xin dismissed Zuo Qinghuan's sharp tongue and instead threw a seductive wink at her. The man standing behind Zuo Qinghuan couldn't help but be mesmerized by her flirtatious gesture.
Li Xin still dressed provocatively, appearing as if she wanted to blind everyone with her allure. Zuo Qinghuan sneered at her. She had a faint memory of another woman who looked just as flashy and vulgar, but that memory had long been forgotten.
"By the way, where's Han Shibin?" Li Xin asked, being all nosy.
"He's in Europe for a business project, I think," Zuo Qinghuan replied uncertainly. She didn't really care about the man's whereabouts. As long as the monthly allowance was deposited into her account on time, she was satisfied.
"Isn't it just two women left alone together? Why not have a wife and a concubine...?" Li Xin's laughter was exceptionally lewd as she leaned in close to Zuo Qinghuan and said softly. Li Xin felt she could bend and twist in any direction, wishing the whole world could be bent like her. She always thought that Zuo Qinghuan's relationship with men was a waste. She had a strong intuition that this seemingly innocent woman must be quite exciting in bed; she believed women were more worth it than men. And it would be a delight to defile someone like Qin Wanshu, who appeared noble and untouchable. If Zuo Qinghuan were to violate her, it would be such a marvelous thing. Considering their relationship, it added to the feeling of forbidden pleasure, making Li Xin feel a sense of dark excitement.
"I suddenly realized that the saying 'one's appearance reflects one's heart' does make sense." No wonder Li Xin looks like a vixen; this woman is even more obsessed with promiscuity and debauchery than a vixen.
"Fart!" Li Xin snorted disdainfully. While she might believe that appearance reflects one's heart when others say it, hearing it from Zuo Qinghuan was simply a joke.
"Oh, isn't that person Qin Wanshu? How come she's here on this street?" Li Xin, with keen eyesight, noticed Qin Wanshu not far away and exclaimed in surprise to the nearby Zuo Qinghuan. Speak of Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrives*.
*Chinese version of speaking of the devil, Cao Cao was a warlord and statesman in the Ancient Chinese Kingdom
Zuo Qinghuan followed Li Xin's direction and spotted Qin Wanshu. She was also surprised. That woman clearly didn't look like someone who would come to this old street. Though the old street was bustling, it was typically dirty and chaotic. Her elegant attire and noble temperament were completely out of place in this environment and among the crowd. This scene reminded Zuo Qinghuan of that affected phrase, "the fairy who fell in the mortal world," someone who remained calm and indifferent when faced with a group of unruly youths whistling at her, making one marvel at her composure. But Zuo Qinghuan thought that this woman must have a problem with her mind; she obviously didn't belong in a place like this, so why was she here?
"That woman looks really elegant, and she seems to attract quite a crowd," Li Xin remarked. In truth, she also felt like whistling at Qin Wanshu. Women like her were usually off-limits for teasing, but when they found themselves in such an environment and were subjected to others' teasing, it inexplicably evoked a desire to join in and tease them as well. Zuo Qinghuan said that one thing right - human nature has bad roots.
More and more people were looking at Qin Wanshu, and the number of women whistling at her increased as well. Despite her calm appearance, Qin Wanshu couldn't hide her slight unease, though only Zuo Qinghuan could sense it.
"My woman looks like she's wealthy, but Qin Wanshu looks like nobility. It's really unbearable how people can be so different." Li Xin continued to sigh. Among women, Yan Rouwen was already considered a rare beauty, but Qin Wanshu was like the pinnacle of all beauties, making one itch with envy and the desire to possess her. Even though she felt like she was the one being toyed with by Yan Rouwen, staying with Zuo Qinghuan for so long had twisted her heart to some extent.
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"I can make that woman's composed expression disappear," Zuo Qinghuan said meaningfully, looking at Qin Wanshu.
" Impossible," Li Xin instinctively responded. She believed that woman was one of the few who could remain calm even if Mount Tai were to collapse.
Zuo Qinghuan took the mostly unfinished cup of milk tea from Li Xin's hand, walked up to Qin Wanshu, and then splashed it on her. Everyone was stunned. Li Xin didn't expect Zuo Qinghuan to be so ruthless, actually splashing the original wife with milk tea on the street. Her mouth dropped open in astonishment, almost big enough to fit an egg.
Qin Wanshu obviously didn't expect to be splashed with milk tea on the street, and her elegant and delicate face stiffened in response. She looked at the troublemaker, and upon seeing some familiar faces, she was momentarily taken aback.
"Sorry, I accidentally bumped into you. Are you alright?" Zuo Qinghuan said with a face full of apology and sincerity. If it weren't for the obvious act of splashing, everyone would have been deceived by Zuo Qinghuan's innocent eyes and sincere attitude. It would be a waste for this woman not to act. However, the eyes of the crowd were sharp, and they saw through Zuo Qinghuan's blatant lie. Everyone was eagerly awaiting the elegant woman's reaction, as they believed that even the most graceful person would lose their temper in such a situation. All of a sudden, everyone was highly interested in this scene.
Qin Wanshu had never encountered such a shameless person before, and this woman was the one who had embraced her in the mall earlier. Though she felt displeased, she managed to suppress the desire to explode in anger. She couldn't shake off the feeling that someone wouldn't just randomly splash milk tea on her; there must be a reason behind it. This thought comforted her.
"My home is nearby. Would you like me to take you there to change your clothes?" Zuo Qinghuan asked with concern, leaving everyone else puzzled by the situation. They couldn't understand what was going on.
"No need," Qin Wanshu forced a smile. It was the most reluctant smile she had worn in her thirty years. Despite feeling uncomfortable with the spilled milk tea all over her, she had no intention of going to the culprit's home to change clothes. Surprisingly, Qin Wanshu didn't lose her temper, disappointing the onlookers who were hoping for some drama.
She's indeed well-mannered. Zuo Qinghuan thought to herself. If it were her, she would have retaliated with three cups of her own.
"It's necessary; otherwise, I'll feel guilty. You must be feeling uncomfortable like this," Zuo Qinghuan insisted, pulling Qin Wanshu along without giving her a chance to refuse.
You know I'd be uncomfortable, yet you still spilled it on me. Qin Wanshu wanted to question Zuo Qinghuan in her heart, but she held back and didn't say anything. Perhaps it was because Zuo Qinghuan's appearance resembled the woman in her grandfather's painting. Though she was a bit upset about the incident, Qin Wanshu didn't feel an intense dislike towards Zuo Qinghuan.
Watching Zuo Qinghuan pull Qin Wanshu away, Li Xin, who was observing from the side, snapped out of her thoughts and realized that Zuo Qinghuan had actually abandoned her. Qin Wanshu sat in the passenger seat, looking at Zuo Qinghuan's ethereal face. There was no trace of guilt or embarrassment from being caught in a lie.
"Didn't you say your home was nearby?" Qin Wanshu asked, as they had been driving for twenty minutes and still hadn't arrived.
"Did I say that?" Zuo Qinghuan turned towards Qin Wanshu and raised a smile as pure as a white lotus, asking in return.