“How do you use this?” the man asked with a frown, dipping his head to have a closer look at the sanitary napkin.
“Gimme that! Get out now!” She snatched the sanitary pad from his hand, looking too embarrassed to argue with him further.
Mo Jiangye glimpsed at the dirty clothes piled not far from her and inquired, “Is your menstrual flow regular?”
“I’m fine, and everything is good and regular. Now, it’s time for you to get out.” She pushed him out of the door.
“Hurry up and get changed.”
“Okay.”
“The clothes have been left for you inside that carrier. Don’t take your sweet time changing, or you may catch a cold.”
“Alright, I understand. You’re wet too, so get changed as well.”
It was not until he was out of sight that she heaved a sigh of relief. She had been wearing a sanitary napkin in the first place. If it hadn’t been for the sudden jerking action he did when he pulled her up from the mat, she wouldn’t have needed to shower.
Somehow, the way he had showered her like she was a kid and even prepared her sanitary pad… felt weird to her.
The man was standing next to the wall of the bathroom when she emerged from the room. She had changed into a new set of clothes, and her face had been cleared of any makeup.
“Didn’t I tell you to change into another set of clothes?”
“I’m dry now.”
The lady didn’t know what else to say.
He swept her into his arms with his broad hand. “Do you want to rest here first before we leave for lunch?”
“It’s not necessary. Where’s my bag?”
“Why?”
“I want to put on makeup.”
“You look good enough.” As he said that, he ran his fingers through a bunch of her hair.
“Oh, I better clear those clothes away.” She suddenly remembered the pile of dirty clothes on the floor and wanted to return to the room.
“Someone will come to take them away later. You have to eat now.”
“Alright, alright. Let’s go.”
Sucking his lips, he hugged her all the way until they reached the hall again.
“Oh, why did you get changed, sis-in-law?”
“It was too cold,” the man answered brashly.
“Come, come, come, sister-in-law. Take a seat. Let’s have lunch!”
“Hey, sis-in-law, what kind of perfume are you wearing now? It smells good. I’ll get the same for my girlfriend later.”
Mo Jiangye furrowed his brows the instant he heard that. “Shut your nose!”
His words rendered everyone at the table, including his wife, speechless.
“I’m not wearing perfume. This is the fragrance of some ordinary shampoo,” she replied quietly.
That person could only nod his head dumbly. “I see…”
“Sister-in-law, let me make a toast.”
The man brashly answered again on her behalf, “She doesn’t drink.”
“I’ll make the toast with tea instead.” As she said that, she picked up the cup of tea on the table. The man snatched the cup from her hand.
“This drink has gone cold.” He grumbled before turning to the rest and saying, “I’ll drink on her behalf.”
“Hey, not so fast, Boss! Why are you so reluctant to let us make a toast to her? Don’t be a wet blanket!”
He insisted while holding her hand. “I’ll drink on her behalf.”
The guys didn’t know what else to say.
“Let me drink.” Ye Erruo reached for some hot water from the heated water dispenser on the table.
“Thank you, sis-in-law. I wish you a speedy marriage with our chief. Please remember to invite me to your big day.” One of the chaps pulled out a big, fat red packet and passed it to her as he uttered his congrats.
“What is this…”
“Just keep it.” Mo Jiangye reassured her with a faint smile.
“It is my welcome gift, sis-in-law.”
“Thank you.” She smiled in reply.
“And this is from me, sis-in-law! Let me make a toast to you now. You shouldn’t drink, so I’ll let our chief drink on your behalf.”
Cocking a brow, the man grabbed the shot on the table and finished it in one gulp.
Everyone exchanged a glance and grinned mischievously at one another. “Boss, this is from me. Are you going to drink on your wife’s behalf again?”
The man was seemingly in a good mood today, as he leaned close to her ear and whispered, “Keep the money.”
Soon, he was downing shots one after another while she concentrated on collecting the red packets until she could not cope anymore.
Bo Yu walked in with a bodyguard and took the gifts from her to dump them into a bag they had with them.
“That’s enough, Jiangye. Stop drinking. Let me drink it this time.” She snatched the shot glass from him.
“My wifey is worried about me,” he said as his lips arched into a smile.