Little girl?
Did the mister say that?
...
Sister-in-law Zhang’s words were full of pressure for Yuan Yung.
Initially, she didn’t necessarily have to drink, but now she felt she had to, even if it killed her. With a defiant glance at Sister-in-law Zhang, she downed two large glasses with a splash.
She regretted it as soon as she was done, her stomach felt uncomfortable, as if her intestines were frozen; she clutched her stomach and whimpered, "Sister-in-law Zhang, I’m going upstairs to nap for a bit, don’t co looking for , I plan to sleep for a long ti—"
Sister-in-law Zhang shook her head helplessly, knowing from her deanor that she had a tiff with the mister, even though everything seed fine when she left that morning.
What was it over this ti?
Yuan Yung really did sleep for a long ti. Since she’d said so beforehand, Sister-in-law Zhang didn’t dare disturb her, she just secretly inford Lin Zheng. Lin Zheng said the girl was just being difficult! If she doesn’t want to eat, then so be it! Leave her be; that’s just how stubborn she is.
Sister-in-law Zhang felt he hit the nail on the head, and the two of them began to talk about dostic trivia for no reason. Sister-in-law Zhang said the girl was good in every way, except she was always confused about one thing: the mister had been devoted to her for more than three years, yet she couldn’t feel it. Once married, now they’re talking divorce and being siblings. Siblings, my foot! Even an old woman like knows a man’s intentions, how can soone of her age not understand what the mister feels!
Although Lin Zheng and Yuan Yung were best friends, their friendship wasn’t exactly reliable. They only knew her in college as soone who was formidable and studied frantically. He used to be the best in his field, but she overtook him, earning the title of finance dominator. Curious, he approached her, thinking she was defensive, only to find out she was a hardcore fujoshi, happy-go-lucky. That’s how they ’hooked up’ and maintained a good relationship—
Nevertheless, while they got along, people didn’t like discussing certain private matters; their friendship was the kind described as ’like water’.
He only recently learned she had an excellent husband, so hearing Sister-in-law Zhang talking about past events made him quite curious, like he was hearing a love story, only without knowing the ending.
He didn’t realize that Sister-in-law Zhang had ulterior motives. She wanted him to back off, to make it clear that with her mister around, he didn’t stand a chance; at best, he was just a backup.
Sister-in-law Zhang didn’t understand such trendy terms, but Lin Zheng got her general aning, and his imagination wasn’t wrong.
After explaining everything, Lin Zheng saw that Sister-in-law Zhang was a bit breathless, so he imdiately handed her a glass of water, smiling, "Have a sip to lubricate your throat."
Sister-in-law Zhang gave him a "young people are so considerate" look, sipped, then continued, "Tell , where else can you find a man who spoils her as much as our mister does?"
"In the beginning, the girl was truly unresponsive, like a soulless puppet, making everyone uncomfortable to see her. Later, she developed anorexia. Back then, he never said he was upset, but he was hurting inside. He was constantly smoking."
Lin Zheng squinted, touched his chin, "...Yes, I think so too. Sotis people are like that, they don’t cherish things that co too easily, and only regret what they lose."
Sister-in-law Zhang nodded in agreent, and with a smile, said, "Sotis, Yu ng is just a little ungrateful wolf, but the mister still likes her, seems like he’s liked her for a long ti!"
Lin Zheng laughed enigmatically, glancing toward the staircase, "Since she wants to sleep, let her sleep! Let’s see how long she can sleep."
"Exactly, let’s just leave her be. Hey! Stay seated, Sister-in-law Zhang will make you sothing to eat later."
Lin Zheng certainly knew how to charm his way with people, with a few words, Sister-in-law Zhang started treating him as one of her own.
After they reached an agreent, they truly didn’t bother the sleeper.
...
Huo Junting returned from work, changing into slippers at the entrance, undoing his tie and entering the living room, weary. He tossed his briefcase casually onto the sofa, and as he closed his eyes to rest, a pair of gentle hands began massaging his temples—
It was very soothing, and he started to enjoy it, his voice hoarse as he said, "A bit harder."
The person didn’t respond but applied more pressure.
Huo Junting smiled with his eyes closed, "ng ng, serving so diligently today, have you realized your mistake?"
"..." Still no response from the other person.
Huo Junting slowly opened his eyes, grabbed the hand massaging him, and upon seeing who it was, he imdiately pushed them to the ground, "Why is it you?"
At the sa ti, a wave of disgust welled up inside him.
Lin Zheng sat on the ground, not rushing to get up, but gazed at him with misty eyes, "What’s wrong, Mr. Huo? I was just massaging you because I saw you, no other intentions."
Huo Junting’s eyes narrowed sharply, "I hope you had no other intentions. Where’s ng ng?"
Lin Zheng got up from the floor, unwavering, "She went to her room after coming back, hasn’t co out since."
"Did you check on her?" Huo Junting’s gaze bore an icy chill, clearly displeased with his response.
"No," Lin Zheng replied.
"How are you even her boyfriend?" Huo Junting spat, leaving the living room and heading upstairs without a care for anyone else present.
Reaching the door, he started knocking loudly—
The little girl wouldn’t still be mad, would she?
With no response, he knocked again, but still no answer.
At this mont, Lin Zheng also ca upstairs; Huo Junting spotted him and asked, "She really hasn’t co out all day?"
"...Yeah, Sister-in-law Zhang said she wanted to sleep, not to be disturbed."
Huo Junting’s mind was in turmoil; didn’t he know her well enough? Skipping both lunch and dinner just to sleep? He didn’t believe it; sothing must have happened.
If she were truly asleep, with all the noise outside, there’s no way she wouldn’t respond at all—
The more he thought about it, the more frantic he beca, finally resorting to breaking down the door.
Upon entering, he saw a small mound under the covers on the bed. Huo Junting didn’t hesitate to walk over, pulling back the quilt to find the girl curled there, her little face obscured by dark hair.
The man reached out to brush her hair aside, revealing a pale face, "ng ng, why are you shivering?"
Yuan Yung slowly opened her eyes at the familiar voice, murmuring weakly, "It hurts, it hurts so much..."
"Where does it hurt?" Huo Junting’s heart clenched as he imdiately pulled the girl into his arms.
"My stomach... it hurts..."
She had always had painful nstruation, but this ti it was excruciating, as if she were about to die.
Huo Junting barely processed this when Lin Zheng suddenly shouted, "Blood, so much blood—"
The girl’s creamy white pajama pants were stained red, and the bed too, with a blood-red stain stark and shocking.
Huo Junting’s eyes turned crimson, "What are you standing around for? Go call a car to take her to the hospital."
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