Liu Zhizhong sat down in the bedroom, glanced at the bed.
The sleeping Zhang Qixiang was a thoroughly matured Sleeping Beauty.
Unfortunately, he now belonged to another man. He had to leave her a letter, thoroughly explaining the whole situation and also including follow-up measures.
Liu Zhizhong took a pen and two sheets of A4 paper, writing fluidly and neatly—such beautiful handwriting!
He explained the situation, including the causes and effects, emphasizing his innocence, his drunkenness, and his inability to control himself; he admitted his faults.
He also expressed his suspicion about who might have drugged Zhang Qixiang, suspecting it was a strong substance.
He candidly said, "Sister Qixiang, shouldn't you report this to the police so we can clear our names?"
"But, if the police get involved, can Sister Qixiang truly protect her innocence? I feel so helpless!"
"You were too wild, the variety of positions and techniques; I'm impressed. This is a memory I won't forget, so I used the imprint of your hand to unlock your phone, edited the surveillance video from the room, and sent it to my email as a permanent memento, alright?"
"I've gathered your clothes and put them in your room, some might not be wearable anymore as they've fallen into bad shape; I took photos and will send them to your phone later!"
"After you wake up, if needed, I can come here to get your house keys and bring your clothes over."
"Of course, we were too intense, and I'm worried you might be hurt. Later, I'll buy some medicine for you, deliver them, and make sure you remember to take them when you wake up!"
"Sister Qixiang, as a woman, you must learn to take care of yourself. I think it's time for our relationship to improve. If you want to blow this up, I can't help it. Accusing me of rape and the like, the evidence won't favor you, unfortunately..."
"With things as they are, and since I've been so intimate, I don't know if you might become pregnant. If you need emergency contraception, contact me after you wake up; I'll make sure to buy it and bring it to you."
"That's it, Sister Qixiang. Thanks for your madness, allowing me to experience a different life, but I am still helpless, inevitably so. Sorry, but I can't sleep beside you. I have to go home; I am a man with a home!"
"I will ask the waitstaff to tidy up the dining area; they won't disturb your sleep, rest assured, my woman! Finally, I still hope Sister Qixiang can face this calmly... I am truly sorry about how things turned out..."
At the end, he even wrote a respectful closing! Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝓷𝓮𝓽
Lastly, his beautiful signature!
Then he placed the papers in Zhang Qixiang's hand for her to hold onto.
After all, she was too excited and wore out; in this state, she was completely depleted and wouldn't wake up any time soon, right?
Liu Zhizhong's face twisted into a wicked smile, full of pride and a sense of victory, he left the scene.
Damn it, he had indeed drugged her, used underhanded methods—there were no rules when dealing with the Zhang Family; it was a clean sweep and exit!
Of course, when he passed through the second-floor dining area, he had already poured all the unfinished Baijiu into the toilet.
Zhang Qixiang had ordered 24 bottles of beer, which he also disposed of, showing how much she had drunk, and that their dinner lasted quite a bit.
Downstairs, he naturally ordered the staff to clean up the dining room, saying Mr. Zhang was very drunk and sleeping in the room, and no one should disturb him.
The waitstaff, of course, did as told.
Liu Zhizhong retrieved his phone and briefcase, drove out, and after a round, bought some gynecological medicines.
He, of course, told the doctor that they were too rough, and his wife was now a bit sore—nothing serious—got some anti-inflammatory drugs and suppositories.
Then, he returned to Tianrun Villa Number 9, told them Mr. Zhang was drunk and complained of a stomachache, and he brought some medicine.
After dropping off the medicine in the room, he literally left for home...
Upon returning home, it was actually just before ten o'clock at night.
He briefly hesitated as he drove into the yard.
Oh, Zhang Hongyang and Zhao Han's cars were parked inside!
Oh, haha, Zhang Hongyang the fool, probably came to gloat in front of his mother-in-law about my misfortune?
Zhao Han, surely accompanying her husband back to his family home out of obligation?
At that moment, from the upstairs coffee room came the faint sound of conversation.
Zhang Hongyang was laughing loudly, then seemingly stating that in a year or two, he would definitely become a district chief, and by around 42, he should make it to being the City Committee secretary!
Mother-in-law Lu Yumei, clearly happy, praised him for a while, mentioning Liu Zhizhong in passing, wondering if his situation might turn out alright?
In fact, Lu Yumei felt uneasy thinking about Liu Zhizhong following Ma Xudong, the beastly City Committee secretary.
Liu Zhizhong secretly smiled, knowing his situation could only get better.
He quickly headed upstairs, pushed open the door, and with a grin on his face: "Oh, Brother Hongyang, Sister Han, have you all had dinner? Sorry, I've been so busy, I just couldn't make it back to join you for dinner!"
Seeing him like that, Zhao Han felt relieved, realizing Zhang Hongyang hadn't trapped him.
Zhang Hongyang looked dumbfounded, sensing something was off.
He was about to blurt out: "How did you come back?"
However, Zhang Hongyang, baffled, said, "You... haha, you're so busy serving the City Committee secretary. Han and I decided to come back to my mother's house, hoping to join you for dinner, but it's impossible."
Yet his mind was endlessly muttering, what happened? Did the plan fail?
No way, I have to call my sister and find out what's this all about!