Her heart hammered against her ribs, nearly leaping out of her throat, yet Qing Muye maintained an attitude of detached indifference.
"Weiwei?"
When Shu Yao received no response, she called out again.
"I'm here... mm..."
The sound, due to someone's deliberate mischief and exertion, suddenly turned into a soft moan. Meng Jingwei immediately covered her mouth, then suppressed her uncontrollable reactions and continued, "The restroom... my stomach hurts."
She feared that if she didn't tell Shu Yao, she might barge into the restroom.
Fortunately, the hotel restroom was not transparent, or it would have been truly disastrous.
However, on second thought, if the restroom had been transparent, Qing Muye would never have dared to be so unrestrained here.
"Oh, are you alright?"
Shu Yao, shuffling in slippers, walked to the restroom and knocked on the door.
*Knock knock—*
The sound made Meng Jingwei too afraid to breathe.
She gripped the edge of the washbasin with both hands, her lips pressed tightly together, daring not to make a sound.
Yet Qing Muye was unrestrained and showed no intention of stopping, making Meng Jingwei both angry and furious, but also... incredibly stimulated.
In this situation, her body's instinctual reactions were beyond her control. The moisture, invisibly stoking Qing Muye's fire, almost drove him mad.
"No... I'm fine... I'm just using the toilet, you should go... go to sleep."
"Your voice sounds like you're in pain, do you want me to... take you to the hospital?"
She asked with concern.
Meng Jingwei's heart pounded wildly, but she could only force herself to remain calm.
Qing Muye behind her finally stopped, no longer deliberately tormenting her.
"It's fine, I'll be out after using the restroom. Why did you come out?"
Could it be that Shu Yao also needed to use the restroom?
No, that wasn't right.
She had a restroom in her bedroom.
"Oh, I woke up and came to check on you. I was afraid... afraid you'd leave."
Then, Shu Yao, sinking into dejection, leaned against the restroom door, lowering her head and fiddling with the hem of her clothes, speaking with great sadness, "I know I said too much at your house today, I... I apologize."
Meng Jingwei: "..."
My dear aunt, please don't apologize, just leave quickly, okay?
She felt like crying without tears.
Worse still, Qing Muye kept teasing her, causing her to tremble in frustration, unable to stop herself from biting her sleeve.
"You injured Qing Si Huai, he will surely retaliate. Even if he doesn't, the Qing family won't let you off easily." Shu Yao sighed again. "Fortunately, I didn't bring the baby back with me back then, it would have been over if I had entrusted her to him. Speaking of which, I'm also grateful to Qing Muye, even though he's a scoundrel to you, he did help me in a way."
"I never expected Qing Si Huai to be so despicable, to plot against me with such base tactics."
"Really... I really hate him so much..."
"You know, why was I... why was I so foolish? Thinking back to when I went to his company to find him that day, and by chance saw the insurance contract; and someone called me saying his phone was saved as 'Wife,' why did I believe it? *Wuwu*..."
"I'm too stupid, it's all inherited from my mother's romantic brain, *wuwu*..."
As Shu Yao spoke, tears streamed down her face. She looked up helplessly at the ceiling, letting tears slide down her cheeks, crying like a heartbroken woman.
Thinking of her experience, Shu Yao felt unspeakably pained and distressed.
Meanwhile, inside the restroom, the unsatisfied man tried not to make any noise, but had no intention of letting Meng Jingwei off the hook.
Meng Jingwei tried to resist, but Qing Muye restrained her, rendering her completely unable to struggle, nor daring to speak.
Thus, in this passive situation, Shu Yao continued to talk incessantly, while the scoundrel of a man also remained 'endless.'
Meng Jingwei also felt like crying without tears.
Heaven knows how much she was suffering right now.
She just wanted to shout...
Help!
"You shouldn't... shouldn't overthink it, Qing Si Huai is cunning, it's understandable you were deceived by him..."
She spoke quickly, fearing that if she slowed down, she might uncontrollably let out those suggestive sounds.
"You should go to sleep quickly, we have a lot to do tomorrow," Meng Jingwei added.
Silently praying that Shu Yao would return to her bedroom soon.
Unexpectedly...
Shu Yao said, "I can't sleep, I feel... I feel so upset."
Meng Jingwei: "..."
If you don't leave, I also... feel very upset and tormented.
"Um... Shu Yao, I have a bit of diarrhea, could you go to the pharmacy downstairs and buy me some anti-diarrheal medicine?" Meng Jingwei had a flash of inspiration, finding a way to send Shu Yao away.
"Ah? Oh, okay."
Shu Yao nodded.
A moment later, the sound of a door closing echoed from outside the restroom.
Hearing that sound was like salvation to her.
She let out a long sigh and cursed, "Qing Muye, you scoundrel... ah..."
"Say that again, I dare you!"
The man's lips curved into a wicked smile. Although he had been relentless just now, he had maintained some restraint. Now that Shu Yao was gone, he became unrestrained.
"Okay, I won't say it. Then... hurry up... Shu Yao will be back soon."
"That depends on your performance." The man playfully pinched her hard, making Meng Jingwei gasp in pain.
After an unknown amount of time, the burning fire subsided, and the heat finally receded.
The two tidied up briefly. Meng Jingwei was furious, punching Qing Muye hard in the chest, "You wait, I'll deal with you properly when we get back!"
"Mmm... that hurts, are you trying to murder your husband?"
Qing Muye clutched his chest, feigning immense pain.
Meng Jingwei rolled her eyes at him, "You weren't even using any strength, you're such an actor."
As she spoke, she opened the bathroom door and walked out.
As soon as she emerged from the bathroom, the living room door beeped, and the next moment, the door swung open.
Simultaneously, Qing Muye was about to emerge from the bathroom...
In a moment of crisis, Meng Jingwei suddenly lifted her foot and kicked Qing Muye, who was about to exit the bathroom, back inside, and quickly closed the bathroom door, "Shu Yao, why are you back?"
Because they weren't sure how long Shu Yao would stay here, they had paid an additional deposit when booking the suite, getting two room keys.
The original intention was to conveniently visit Shu Yao, who would have thought such a situation would arise.
Meng Jingwei's face was filled with panic. Shu Yao walked in, frowning, "Why do you look so pale?"
"Oh, it's nothing, just a stomachache. Didn't I ask you to buy me medicine? Why did you come back so soon?"
"I forgot to bring my phone."
Perhaps because of the matter with Qing Si Huai, Shu Yao was distracted. When Meng Jingwei asked her to buy diarrhea medicine, she only remembered to grab the spare room card as she left, and didn't even think about her phone.
"I happen to need to use the restroom, I'll go before buying medicine." Shu Yao had drunk quite a bit. Although it was fruit wine with a low alcohol content, drinking too much would naturally make one need to use the restroom.