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Liu Shuhan's injury was deemed serious by the doctor, and Cheng Qiuyi had been threatening her again. She herself no longer dared to take it lightly like before, carefully protecting herself every day, afraid of bumping or hurting herself. Cheng Qiuyi felt quite relieved that Liu Shuhan had such awareness to protect herself.
During these few days of recovery, Liu Shuhan was well taken care of by Cheng Qiuyi, who arranged for a car to pick her up and drop her off, attending to her needs meticulously. Life was comfortable, and Liu Shuhan's face had become noticeably rounder. If there was anything Liu Shuhan was dissatisfied with in her current situation, it was one thing.
Cheng Qiuyi had hardly touched her these days, no matter how Liu Shuhan hinted or seduced her; Cheng Qiuyi remained unmoved, even more so than Liu Xia Hui. Liu Shuhan felt unfulfilled and frustrated, which caused a large pimple to appear on her forehead that hurt even when she touched it slightly.
Liu Shuhan couldn't get her hand wet. Every time before she took a shower, Cheng Qiuyi would carefully wrap her hand in plastic wrap. However, today, Liu Shuhan suddenly came up with a plan.
"Good job, Cheng Qiuyi. You really act like a saint. Let's see how you pretend this time."
After dinner, the two were snuggled on the sofa watching TV. Liu Shuhan rested her head on Cheng Qiuyi's thigh and rubbed her eyes, saying, "Qiu Yi, I'm tired."
Cheng Qiuyi touched her forehead and replied, "If you're tired, go to sleep."
"I want to take a shower." Liu Shuhan sat up and tidied her messy hair. "The air conditioning at the company broke down today, and I sweated all over." Since Liu Shuhan had limited mobility, Cheng Qiuyi initially refused to let her get wet. However, seeing Liu Shuhan's determination and considering the hot weather, Cheng Qiuyi compromised and allowed her to shower every two days. Although Liu Shuhan had just showered yesterday, technically she wasn't supposed to shower today.
Cheng Qiuyi glanced at her. Liu Shuhan had never lied in front of Cheng Qiuyi and felt guilty under her gaze. She stubbornly pouted, "I don't care; I want to take a shower!"
Liu Shuhan's flushed face looked like a little rooster ready to fight, which made Cheng Qiuyi laugh. "If you want to take a shower, then go ahead. Why are you so worked up?"
Liu Shuhan felt delighted and hurried into the bathroom while Cheng Qiuyi followed with the plastic wrap. "Wrap your right hand up; if it gets wet and infected, it'll be bad."
Liu Shuhan extended her right hand wrapped in gauze for Cheng Qiuyi to cover with plastic wrap. Only after confirming that it wouldn't leak did Cheng Qiuyi leave the bathroom. Less than two minutes later, they heard Liu Shuhan shout from inside the bathroom: "Cheng Qiuyi! The plastic wrap broke; my right hand got wet!"
"What?" Cheng Qiuyi immediately rushed into the bathroom. "Is it serious? Do we need to..."
As she opened the door, Liu Shuhan pulled her in and pressed her against the door. Liu Shuhan wasn't as tall as Cheng Qiuyi; she had to tiptoe just to reach her ear. Using her only movable left hand to brace against the bathroom door, she whispered in Cheng Qiuyi's ear, "Finally got you in here." Normally speaking with a slightly higher pitch and clear voice, she deliberately lowered it to mimic Cheng Qiuyi's tone but ended up sounding awkward instead of seductive—rather amusing.
Cheng Qiuyi leaned against the door with both arms wrapped around Liu Shuhan's waist for support to prevent her from falling while on tiptoe. She let out two muffled laughs from her chest and said into Liu Shuhan's ear, "I knew you were up to no good." The slightly husky voice resonated in Liu Shuhan's ears and struck hard at her heart; she stumbled slightly but fortunately didn't fall thanks to Cheng Qiuyi's support.
Liu Shuhan finally understood why Cheng Qiuyi was unaffected by her "seduction." This girl was the ancestor of teasing; all of Liu Shuhan's little tricks were learned from her. How could she not know? It was all an act meant to see Liu Shuhan make a fool of herself!
"Cheng Qiuyi, you're really wicked," Liu Shuhan said as she stepped back two paces to steady herself, grinding her small teeth together in frustration as if she wanted to bite Cheng Qiuyi.
To entice Cheng Qiuyi, Liu Shuhan had intentionally wet her clothes with the showerhead before she entered. The top two buttons of her shirt were undone; the damp white fabric clung transparently to Liu Shuhan's curves, faintly revealing the sheen of smooth skin underneath. With a hint of embarrassment from being caught in her little scheme reflected in her eyes, she stood awkwardly in front of Cheng Qiuyi looking somewhat dazed while Cheng Qiuyi found herself feeling parched just looking at her.
Cheng Qiuyi was afraid of hurting Liu Shuhan, so she hadn't touched her for an entire week. Several times, Liu Shuhan had recklessly tried to seduce her, and Cheng Qiuyi almost couldn't resist the urge to take her to bed for a proper session. In the end, she had to pinch her own thigh to hold back, resulting in bruises on both thighs from her own grip. It was fortunate that she could be so harsh on herself.
Even a sage once said, "Food and sex are part of human nature." Cheng Qiuyi was no sage; she was an ordinary person with emotions and desires. Moreover, Liu Shuhan had a deadly allure for her. Her patience had never been strong in front of Liu Shuhan, and this long period of restraint had already reached its limit.
"You, get out." The prolonged silence made Liu Shuhan feel ashamed and furious. This was the first time she had made such an overt suggestion, putting in a lot of determination, yet Cheng Qiuyi showed no interest in that direction at all. Liu Shuhan cursed herself for being cheap; she had lived over twenty years without such needs before meeting Cheng Qiuyi, so why did she feel like a different person now?
Cheng Qiuyi not only didn't leave but also stepped closer to Liu Shuhan. Liu Shuhan retreated step by step until there was nowhere left to go, trapped between Cheng Qiuyi's arms and the wall.
"You let me in, and you can let me out too, Shu Han. You really are fickle."
Cheng Qiuyi grabbed Liu Shuhan's right hand and pressed it against the wall, twisting the showerhead on the wall. Warm water cascaded down from above, perfectly avoiding Liu Shuhan's right hand wrapped in plastic film and splashing onto them both. Cheng Qiuyi was soaked through; through the curtain of water, she looked at Liu Shuhan, tugged at her collar, leaned forward, and kissed her.
After more than a week of pent-up emotions, they both lost themselves in the moment. The shower lasted a long time—so long that the bathroom mirror fogged up with steam, obscuring their movements.
It wasn't until Liu Shuhan suddenly sneezed that Cheng Qiuyi remembered they were still in the bathroom, and the water dripping from their clothes had already turned cold.
Liu Shuhan still wasn't satisfied as she nuzzled against Cheng Qiuyi's neck. Cheng Qiuyi laughed as she patted her head, saying, "That's enough; you'll catch a cold if you keep this up." It was strange; when did this wooden girl become more insatiable than herself?
Liu Shuhan smacked her lips and clung to Cheng Qiuyi's shoulder playfully. "Carry me out." Her knees wrapped around Cheng Qiuyi's calves like a koala clinging to a tree, her damp hair brushing against the back of Cheng Qiuyi's neck.
This spoiled little demeanor was nothing like the obedient wooden girl who used to follow Cheng Qiuyi's every command.
Cheng Qiuyi slipped her hands under Liu Shuhan's knees and lifted her up, feeling satisfied that even if she was just a wooden girl, after nurturing her day and night, she had finally blossomed.
"Good thing I have some strength left to carry you; you've gained six pounds in just these few days. At this rate, you'll turn into a little pig."
Liu Shuhan pouted. "Who are you trying to fool? It sounds so real. Six pounds? Who would believe that?"
However, Liu Shuhan took those words to heart. In the middle of the night, while Cheng Qiuyi was asleep, she secretly weighed herself and found that she indeed weighed six pounds more—exactly without any discrepancy. How strange; could it be that Cheng Qiuyi's hands were more accurate than the scale?
"See? I wasn't wrong," Cheng Qiuyi said with her head propped up on one side as she lay on the bed with a smile.
"Mind your own business; go back to sleep!"
...
Liu Shuhan needed to go to the hospital every three days for a dressing change due to her injury. On this day, it was time for another change. Cheng Qiuyi took Liu Shuhan to the hospital. While Liu Shuhan followed the nurse for treatment, Cheng Qiuyi sat alone in the hospital corridor waiting. A few minutes later, a man wearing a patient gown sat down next to Cheng Qiuyi. He was followed by a nurse carrying an IV bottle; he walked slowly and took quite some time to catch his breath after sitting down.
A man wearing a narrow-brimmed hat exuded an old-fashioned gentleman vibe, but the patient gown he wore added a touch of absurdity.
Cheng Qiuyi was engrossed in her phone, completely ignoring the man beside her. Several times, he attempted to strike up a conversation with Cheng Qiuyi but hesitated and withdrew. The nurse behind him, unable to bear the awkwardness, wanted to call out to Cheng Qiuyi on his behalf, but he raised his hand to stop her.
About ten minutes later, Cheng Qiuyi finally looked up from her phone and remarked sarcastically, "Cheng Tianhong, long time no see."
Cheng Tianhong chuckled awkwardly and rubbed his hands together. "Qiu Yi, long time no see."
Cheng Tianhong appeared older than Old Master Cheng, with chemotherapy and various side effects having caused all his hair and eyebrows to fall out. His complexion was pale, his skin sagging, his eyelids darkened, and his lips were also pale—he looked gravely ill.
Cheng Qiuyi remembered how Cheng Tianhong looked when she was young. He had been handsome in his youth, full of vigor and charm; every gesture exuded grace. Mother Cheng must have drawn envy from countless noble ladies when she married him. Now, seeing this frail old man, even though Cheng Qiuyi's feelings for Cheng Tianhong had long since cooled, she couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.
Cheng Qiuyi had never deliberately sought news about Cheng Tianhong. It was only today that she learned he was receiving treatment at this hospital. It made sense; the oncology department here had a great reputation, so it wasn't surprising that he was here.
The father-daughter bond between Cheng Tianhong and Cheng Qiuyi had long since faded. After an awkward exchange of pleasantries, they found themselves at a loss for words. After a while, Cheng Tianhong finally said, "Qiu Yi, Wenqin hasn't come home yet. Boming is at home crying and insisting on seeing his mother..."
Cheng Qiuyi had already guessed he had come for this reason and replied coldly, "She’s currently a suspect and is doing just fine at the police station—she has food and shelter, so you don’t need to worry."
Cheng Tianhong's expression changed dramatically. "Qiu Yi, you can't say that! Even if Wenqin has made mistakes, she is still Boming's mother—Boming is your own brother!"
It was truly said that birds of a feather flock together; Cheng Qiuyi finally understood why Cheng Tianhong would abandon such an outstanding woman as her mother for someone like Shen Wenqin. They were a perfect match—two unworthy souls together. Her mother must have been blinded at the time to have followed such a heartless person.
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