Chapter 65 It's good that we're different

Chapter 65 It's good that we're different

"Miss Qin, this is not fair. You're the one who ate the forbidden fruit, and now you want me to clean up the mess? What if you can't produce an egg later, do you want me to help with that too?" Shi Yunyang said with great dissatisfaction.

"I don't mind if you want to lay an egg for us." Qin Wanshu said lightly. She wasn't letting Shi Yunyang watch the fun for free; everything has a price.

"Seeing as you're so kind, I'll have to trouble you with this matter." Although Qin Wanshu spoke politely, she immediately hung up the phone, not giving Shi Yunyang a chance to refuse.

Damn it, despite her approachable appearance, this woman was not polite at all when she needed someone to do something for her.

Shi Yunyang was very depressed. In a fit of anger, she kicked her bedmate off the bed. If she couldn't sleep, no one else could.

Shi Yunyang had always been full of mischievous ideas. To get Zuo Qinghuan out of the Qin family, she only needed to think a little to come up with a plan. Naturally, she thought of the unreliable Qin Teng. Fortunately, this guy was unreliable; it wasn't impossible for him to casually bring a woman back to the Qin family for the night.

"Qin Teng, get up." Shi Yunyang unceremoniously called Qin Teng, who was also sleeping late.

"Sister Shi, didn't that guy satisfy you last night? Why are you so angry so early in the morning?" Qin Teng asked with a yawn. At this moment, Qin Teng also had a bedmate.

"Go and get Zuo Qinghuan out. This is the eldest miss's order." Shi Yunyang falsely conveyed the decree.

"My sister's order? Since when do you need to convey it on her behalf?" Qin Teng was not stupid. He guessed that it was his sister who had asked her to get Zuo Qinghuan out and was now trying to push the responsibility onto him.

"Are you going to do it or not?" Shi Yunyang's tone changed from the previous outburst to a gentleness that made Qin Teng's heart skip a beat. Although this woman was charming, she was not gentle at all. This was usually a prelude to a threat.

"You're the one who stirred up trouble, and now you're dragging me into it..." Qin Teng was dissatisfied. He had not agreed to let Zuo Qinghuan into the Qin family last night. Shi Yunyang was the one who wanted to cause trouble, and now he had to clean up her mess. Naturally, Qin Teng was not in a good mood.

"Qin Teng, I have something on you. You better do as I say." Shi Yunyang hung up the phone with a threatening tone. After hanging up on Qin Teng, Shi Yunyang felt much more balanced. She had something on Qin Teng, and Qin Teng had something on her. As long as she had Qin Teng, this all-purpose lackey, to run errands for her, there was nothing she couldn't solve.

Shi Yunyang's mood improved, but Qin Teng's mood worsened. If Qin Teng could choose again, he would definitely not want to have anything to do with Shi Yunyang, otherwise, he would not have fallen into the hands of that hateful woman.

"Young Master Qin..." The woman beside Qin Teng reached out to touch his chest, but he pushed her away.

"Get out!" Qin Teng unceremoniously pushed away the woman clinging to him and resignedly got up to get dressed, returning to the Qin family unnoticed.

"Is this your study?" Zuo Qinghuan pointed to the next room.

"Yes, want to go take a look?" Qin Wanshu nodded.

"Okay." Since she was idle anyway, Zuo Qinghuan walked in and found that this study was somewhat different from the one at Han Shibin's house. There weren't many antiques inside, mostly books. The whole arrangement was very elegant, with a strong scholarly atmosphere. However, a portrait of a beautiful woman on the wall caught Zuo Qinghuan's attention. Looking at the person in the painting, she felt a sense of familiarity, clearly the same type as herself.

"Did you paint this?" Zuo Qinghuan asked curiously.

Qin Wanshu nodded.

"Do you like the person in the painting? Is there a real person?" Zuo Qinghuan asked with a sour tone. She didn't want to be just a substitute.

"This was originally a painting in my grandfather's study. I used it as a sketching material when I was young. I thought it was good, so I kept it. Whether it's a real person, only my grandfather knows." Qin Wanshu answered truthfully.

"Take her down, paint me and hang it up again." If she wanted to hang a portrait of a beautiful woman, she might as well hang herself. She wasn't bad-looking either.

Qin Wanshu was stunned at first, then realized that Zuo Qinghuan was jealous. She found it a little funny, but she really took the painting down.

Zuo Qinghuan said it casually, but she didn't expect Qin Wanshu to actually take it down so easily. She was a little surprised.

"Will you really paint me and hang it on the wall?" Zuo Qinghuan asked curiously.

"No." Qin Wanshu didn't think1 painting Zuo Qinghuan and hanging it on the wall was a good idea.

"Why?" Zuo Qinghuan asked unhappily. Was she not up to par?

"A painting is not as vivid as a real person." Qin Wanshu answered seriously. Zuo Qinghuan was very satisfied with this answer.

Qin Teng walked out of the Qin family gate, hugging a woman intimately. Because the woman's face was buried in Qin Teng's chest and her hair was loose, almost no one could see her face. It was not surprising, after all, this Young Master Qin had done many unreliable things. People just secretly thought that if the old man saw this, Young Master Qin would probably be scolded again. After all, every time Old Master Qin saw Qin Teng, he would scold him.

Although it was just to let Qin Teng be a cover, Qin Wanshu felt a little uncomfortable seeing Qin Teng and Zuo Qinghuan seemingly intimate. Even though she knew it was fake, she quickly suppressed the feeling.

Zuo Qinghuan was even more uncomfortable. She tried her best to keep her distance from Qin Teng. She didn't want to see him at all, let alone be so close to him.

Qin Teng was not happy to come in the first place, so naturally, he didn't have a good look for Zuo Qinghuan. Just a pheasant, did his sister need to be so attentive to her?

Zuo Qinghuan felt that being with Qin Teng was a torture. Fortunately, after leaving the Qin family, Qin Teng answered a phone call and left, and didn't have time to attack her personally. This made Zuo Qinghuan feel very lucky.

After returning home and changing her clothes, Zuo Qinghuan went to the coffee shop. When she thought of spending a sweet night with Qin Wanshu yesterday, she couldn't help but smile, feeling happy all day.

At this time, her phone suddenly rang. Zuo Qinghuan thought it was Qin Wanshu's call, so she answered it eagerly without even looking, completely unaware that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Is that Xiao Huan?" The familiar yet unfamiliar voice stunned Zuo Qinghuan, and she didn't answer for a moment. Aunt Xiao was indeed resourceful; she could even find out her mobile phone number.

"Your mother is in the hospital now. Cervical cancer, late stage. She doesn't have much time left. Come and see her when you have time."

"Which hospital is she in?" Zuo Qinghuan's lips trembled slightly, and after a long time, she asked with difficulty.

"Aunt Xiao." So far, only two women had shocked Zuo Qinghuan. One was Qin Wanshu, and the other was the woman she called Aunt Xiao. This woman was completely different from Qin Wanshu, with a hint of charm, wisdom and maturity after going through the vicissitudes of life. It was the temperament precipitated by time, a woman like rouge who had been rolling in the dust for decades. She had called her Aunt Xiao for many years, but she never knew her name.

Her mother was one of her earliest clients, and she herself had pole danced under her. Thanks to her care during those two years, she was able to escape her original destiny.

"You've changed a lot. Now it seems that your choice was right." The woman looked at Zuo Qinghuan. Zuo Qinghuan and Zuo Yan looked completely different. Zuo Yan was too glamorous and charming, her eyes were too seductive, as if her face was destined to be lost in the world of mortals. Zuo Qinghuan didn't look like her mother at all, but she was exceptionally refined and had a strong will. She was not resigned to fate and was quite intelligent. It was no wonder that she had taken care of her the most among so many girls back then.

"Aunt Xiao hasn't changed at all. Time has not left any traces on you." Zuo Qinghuan spoke from the bottom of her heart, not out of flattery.

"You and your mother are indeed different." The woman said with a slight smile.

"It's good that we're different." The luckiest thing in Zuo Qinghuan's life was that she didn't look like Zuo Yan.

"She's like a child who never grows up. She can't even be responsible for her own life, how can she be responsible for yours?" The woman said lightly. Many times, she was indifferent and aloof, but she was also contradictory. For example, for Zuo Yan, a woman who had been worthless to her long ago, she still showed some kindness.

Zuo Qinghuan was silent.

"Go in and see her. I have something to do, I'll go first." After the woman finished speaking, she left the hospital. In fact, she was very busy, and it was very difficult to spare this little free time.

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