“The hangover soup is here. Be careful, it’s hot.”
Su Rou ran over carrying a porcelain bowl, fine beads of sweat breaking out on her forehead. She placed the bowl on the coffee table and looked with concern at the woman who was still clinging to Su Ruanruan’s embrace, refusing to get up.
“CEO Gu? Please get up and have some soup. You will feel better once you drink it.”
Gu Hanyan’s eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes. Her phoenix eyes were currently filled with a thin layer of mist, and the corners of her eyes were reddish, giving her a heartbreaking sense of brokenness.
“Rou… sorry, I… I have no strength in my body…”
Her voice was raspy, carrying a heavy nasal tone. She tentatively raised her hand to take the bowl, but her wrist went “weak,” and she fell to the other side — not toward the empty sofa armrest, but accurately against Su Rou, who was standing nearby.
“Oh! CEO Gu, be careful!” Su Rou quickly reached out to catch her.
Gu Hanyan took the opportunity to wrap her arms around Su Rou’s slender waist, pressing her cheek against Su Rou’s lower abdomen. Her warm breath drifted through the fabric of the apron.
“Rou… you smell so good… you have a milky scent…”
Watching this scene, Su Ruanruan’s brow jumped two times.
Something was wrong.
Something was definitely wrong.
Although Gu Hanyan looked so drunk that she was unconscious, these movements… weren’t they a bit too practiced?
First, she had clung to her, and now she was hugging her mother’s waist. Moreover, that rubbing motion looked like she was taking liberties no matter how you looked at it.
The alarm bells in Su Ruanruan’s mind instantly rang.
“CEO Gu, please sit up first. I will feed you.” Su Rou’s face was red, and she was completely unaware of the danger, only feeling that her boss looked very pitiful in this state.
“Mm… I will listen to Rou.” Gu Hanyan nodded obediently, but her gaze remained glued to Su Rou.
Gu Hanyan opened her mouth obediently to take the spoon.
However, the moment the soup entered her mouth, she seemed to choke. She suddenly began to cough violently!
“Cough, cough, cough — !”
As her body shook violently, Su Rou’s hand, which hadn’t had time to pull back the spoon, trembled. The remaining half-spoonful of brown hangover soup spilled out directly.
By some unlucky coincidence, all of it landed right on the upper thigh of Su Ruanruan.
The hot liquid quickly soaked through her jeans, creating a large, dark, wet stain in that awkward position.
“Oh! Ruanruan! Is it hot?!” Su Rou cried out in alarm, frantically reaching for some tissues.
“No… it is my fault…”
Gu Hanyan reacted even faster than Su Rou.
Looking panicked and ignoring her own discomfort, she reached out to wipe the stain on Su Ruanruan’s leg.
“I am sorry, I am sorry! Auntie is so clumsy… did you get burned? Let Auntie see…”
Before Su Ruanruan could react, Gu Hanyan’s well-maintained palm had already covered that damp, hot spot.
“Ugh!” Su Ruanruan shuddered as if hit by an electric shock, instinctively wanting to shrink back. “CEO Gu! No need! I can do it myself!”
“Don’t move! What if you are burned?!”
Gu Hanyan’s tone was stern yet filled with concern. She pressed down on Su Ruanruan’s leg, her palm “wiping” the wet fabric with considerable force.
However, the movement was very slow.
“It seems… it soaked through…”
Gu Hanyan lowered her head, her brow furrowed as she muttered to herself with an expression of self-reproach.
“Are your stockings inside wet too? You will get sick if you wear wet stockings… Ruanruan, how about Auntie helps you take them off?”
“No, no! Really, no need! Auntie, please just lie down for a while.”
Su Ruanruan’s face was red enough to bleed as she tightly held onto her waistband.
Seeing Su Ruanruan’s “death before dishonor” expression, a flash of playfulness flickered in the depths of Gu Hanyan’s eyes, but her face remained full of guilt.
“Auntie was too forward… I am sorry, I was just too worried…”
She slowly withdrew her hand, but at the moment of leaving, her fingertip brushed against Su Ruanruan’s thigh in a seemingly accidental way, causing the girl to tremble slightly.
—
After all the chaos, the shirt on Gu Hanyan’s body was completely soaked and had to be changed.
The clothes belonging to Su Rou and Su Ruanruan were too small and would not fit her at all.
“Ruanruan, go ask your sister to borrow a set of clothes,” Su Rou suggested. “Xiaoxiao is tall; her clothes should fit.”
Su Ruanruan nodded and walked toward the closed door with a complicated heart — the Second Bedroom, her sister Su Xiaoxiao’s territory.
Su Ruanruan stood at the door, took a deep breath, and raised her hand to knock.
“Xiaoxiao? It is Big Sister. Can I come in for a moment?”
There was no response from inside.
There was only a rustling sound, like a mouse frantically hiding something.
“Xiaoxiao?”
Fearing something was wrong, Su Ruanruan tentatively turned the doorknob.
The door was not locked.
Click.
The door pushed open a crack.
A wave of stuffy air from a room that hadn’t had its windows opened in a long time, mixed with a familiar scent of body wash, hit her in the face.
The room was dimly lit, and the curtains were tightly drawn.
The computer screen emitted a faint blue light, illuminating the messy bed.
At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao was sitting on the bed with her back to the door. She seemed to be holding some white fabric in her hands, her face buried in it as she inhaled deeply with a look of intoxication.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Su Xiaoxiao’s entire body froze. She suddenly bounced up like a cat that had its tail stepped on.
With an incredible speed, she stuffed the item in her hand under the pillow. Then she turned around, her bloodshot, gloomy eyes staring intently at Su Ruanruan.
“Who… who told you to come in?”
Despite her speed, Su Ruanruan had seen it clearly.
That white fabric… those lace edges…
That was a pair of lace panties that had “mysteriously disappeared” from her room last week!
Su Ruanruan’s brain stalled for one second.
‘Are those my lost lace panties?!’
“Get — get out!” Seeing her sister dazed, Su Xiaoxiao’s face turned beet red. She growled even more fiercely, trying to use aggression to cover her guilt.
“I — I am sorry!”
Su Ruanruan forcibly suppressed the storm in her heart and tried her best to pretend she hadn’t seen anything.
“That… we have a guest, and her clothes got wet. Mom asked me to borrow a set of clothes from you… something a bit larger.”
“Clothes?”
Su Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes, her gaze sweeping over Su Ruanruan. Once she confirmed that her sister wasn’t going to pursue what had just happened, she felt relieved.
She casually grabbed a set of black clothes from the laundry basket next to the bed and threw them over.
“Take them.”
Su Ruanruan caught the clothes; it was a black, tight-fitting athletic tank top and a pair of loose, oversized shorts.
“Th — thank you…”
Holding the clothes, Su Ruanruan fled and closed the door behind her.