Huangfu Jue lifted his phone but then let it hang down, "Isn’t she in the hospital?"
Will shrugged his shoulders, "She said she was too busy with family matters, so she checked out early."
"What matters does she have?"
"She said she has important documents to hand over to you, regarding the last airport project."
Huangfu Jue had already started to unbutton his shirt, but at those words, he pulled his hand back.
"Have her wait for me in the living room, I’ll be right out."
Will left, and after Huangfu Jue washed his face in the restroom, he walked into the living room.
In the living room, Qian Xueying was already sitting on the sofa waiting; upon seeing him, she immediately got up with a smile.
"I’m really sorry for the late disturbance. You... you’re not inconvenienced, are you?"
Since she was already here spewing such nonsense, she was wasting time, Huangfu Jue suppressed his impatience.
"It’s nothing, Miss Qian, just speak your mind."
"Oh!" Qian Xueying nodded lightly, "I came back in a hurry, and knowing that you were in the country, I rushed to deliver the documents."
"May I ask, would you like something to drink?" Will asked politely.
"If it’s not too much trouble, a cup of light tea would be fine."
Will nodded and left to prepare the tea, and Qian Xueying put the phone bag she was carrying on the table, opened her backpack, and took out a laptop, "The files I mentioned before are all here, you can come to have a look. I don’t know which are important and which are not..."
Huangfu Jue walked over, sat down on the sofa, and she turned the laptop towards him, leaned over with a sidelong face, and extended her arm to help him open the folder.
Smelling the fragrance on her, Huangfu Jue straightened his back.
Noticing his slight movement, Qian Xueying took it as her charm taking effect and immediately turned her face.
"That, I’m sorry, may I... use your restroom?"
"Of course," Huangfu Jue nodded his chin, "on the left."
Qian Xueying returned his smile, walked into the restroom, and after closing the door, she immediately raised her hand and slipped the strap of her dress off her shoulder.
The wound on her shoulder was instantly revealed, and after looking left and right, she reached out, opened a drawer, took out a pair of scissors, and swiftly used them to slice across her injury.
The freshly formed scab immediately split open, and as blood gushed out, a stinging pain shot through the wound, yet she revealed a smile.
Quietly unlocking the door, she cleaned the scissors, put them back in place, and then let out a scream.
Hearing her cries for help, Huangfu Jue rose swiftly to his feet and strode to the restroom door.
"Duke... Duke, help... help me, I... I’ve fallen."
From inside came her weak voice.
Huangfu Jue pushed at the door and it gave way; Qian Xueying was lying on her side on the floor, with a large stain of blood on her back and blood marks on a corner of the wall as if she had accidentally fallen and reopened her wound.
Frowning, he stepped into the restroom, took hold of her arm to help her up, but as Qian Xueying was getting up, she pretended to lose her strength and flung herself into his arms.
"Ah... my leg... it hurts so much!"
She was wearing a wide, off-the-shoulder dress, which she had purposely tugged down at the shoulder, and now the entire dress had slid off her body.
She had also deliberately not worn a bra, so with this plunge, her entire chest pressed against Huangfu Jue’s body.