âHow do you use this?â the man asked with a frown, dipping his head to have a closer look at the sanitary napkin.
âGimme that! Get out now!â She snatched the sanitary pad from his hand, looking too embarrassed to argue with him further.
Mo Jiangye glimpsed at the dirty clothes piled not far from her and inquired, âIs your menstrual flow regular?â
âIâm fine, and everything is good and regular. Now, itâs time for you to get out.â She pushed him out of the door.
âHurry up and get changed.â
âOkay.â
âThe clothes have been left for you inside that carrier. Donât take your sweet time changing, or you may catch a cold.â
âAlright, I understand. Youâre wet too, so get changed as well.â
It was not until he was out of sight that she heaved a sigh of relief. She had been wearing a sanitary napkin in the first place. If it hadnât been for the sudden jerking action he did when he pulled her up from the mat, she wouldnât have needed to shower.
Somehow, the way he had showered her like she was a kid and even prepared her sanitary pad... felt weird to her.
The man was standing next to the wall of the bathroom when she emerged from the room. She had changed into a new set of clothes, and her face had been cleared of any makeup.
âDidnât I tell you to change into another set of clothes?â
âIâm dry now.â
The lady didnât know what else to say.
He swept her into his arms with his broad hand. âDo you want to rest here first before we leave for lunch?â
âItâs not necessary. Whereâs my bag?â
âWhy?â
âI want to put on makeup.â
âYou look good enough.â As he said that, he ran his fingers through a bunch of her hair.
âOh, I better clear those clothes away.â She suddenly remembered the pile of dirty clothes on the floor and wanted to return to the room.
âSomeone will come to take them away later. You have to eat now.â
âAlright, alright. Letâs go.â
Sucking his lips, he hugged her all the way until they reached the hall again.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âOh, why did you get changed, sis-in-law?â
âIt was too cold,â the man answered brashly.
âCome, come, come, sister-in-law. Take a seat. Letâs have lunch!â
âHey, sis-in-law, what kind of perfume are you wearing now? It smells good. Iâll get the same for my girlfriend later.â
Mo Jiangye furrowed his brows the instant he heard that. âShut your nose!â
His words rendered everyone at the table, including his wife, speechless.
âIâm not wearing perfume. This is the fragrance of some ordinary shampoo,â she replied quietly.
That person could only nod his head dumbly. âI see...â
âSister-in-law, let me make a toast.â
The man brashly answered again on her behalf, âShe doesnât drink.â
âIâll make the toast with tea instead.â As she said that, she picked up the cup of tea on the table. The man snatched the cup from her hand.
âThis drink has gone cold.â He grumbled before turning to the rest and saying, âIâll drink on her behalf.â
âHey, not so fast, Boss! Why are you so reluctant to let us make a toast to her? Donât be a wet blanket!â
He insisted while holding her hand. âIâll drink on her behalf.â
The guys didnât know what else to say.
âLet me drink.â Ye Erruo reached for some hot water from the heated water dispenser on the table.
âThank you, sis-in-law. I wish you a speedy marriage with our chief. Please remember to invite me to your big day.â One of the chaps pulled out a big, fat red packet and passed it to her as he uttered his congrats.
âWhat is this...â
âJust keep it.â Mo Jiangye reassured her with a faint smile.
âIt is my welcome gift, sis-in-law.â
âThank you.â She smiled in reply.
âAnd this is from me, sis-in-law! Let me make a toast to you now. You shouldnât drink, so Iâll let our chief drink on your behalf.â
Cocking a brow, the man grabbed the shot on the table and finished it in one gulp.
Everyone exchanged a glance and grinned mischievously at one another. âBoss, this is from me. Are you going to drink on your wifeâs behalf again?â
The man was seemingly in a good mood today, as he leaned close to her ear and whispered, âKeep the money.â
Soon, he was downing shots one after another while she concentrated on collecting the red packets until she could not cope anymore.
Bo Yu walked in with a bodyguard and took the gifts from her to dump them into a bag they had with them.
âThatâs enough, Jiangye. Stop drinking. Let me drink it this time.â She snatched the shot glass from him.
âMy wifey is worried about me,â he said as his lips arched into a smile.