After rinsing off in the bathroom, Su Chuiyun leaned against the bathtub where Ming Shu had once rested.
Snow white bubbles submerged the young girl’s shoulders and body.
Su Chuiyun, who was supposed to be unable to walk or move her legs, moved with total ease. She didn’t look like a member of a vulnerable group in need of care at all.
Amidst the gardenia scented foam, Su Chuiyun closed her eyes and leaned back.
“Ming Shu once leaned right here, kneeling in the tub…”
Su Chuiyun’s mind uncontrollably conjured up the image of the posture Ming Shu had once taken in her bathtub.
In the middle of the night, one hand covering her mouth to stifle any sound, while the other hand…
As her knees touched the hard wall of the bathtub, there was a slight stinging pain. This sting wasn’t unpleasant instead, it added a touch of ambiguity and desire to the air.
Su Chuiyun’s face flushed bright red, and her head suddenly felt hot.
She had seen Ming Shu in the throes of passion, yet she still couldn’t stop herself from imagining how Ming Shu must have looked, suppressing her impulses and taking matters into her own hands in the deep of night.
That cold, aloof woman losing her composure, shedding her armor layer by layer.
Suppressing her pounding heart, Su Chuiyun stood up from the tub, rinsed off the bubbles, and changed into a white dress to head out.
It was almost time, she needed to go pick up her “sugar mommy” sister and bring her home.
Just as she was preparing to leave, a man was suddenly dragged into the Su family garden.
Mrs. Wang grabbed the man’s arm forcefully and ran toward Su Chuiyun with a fawning smile.
“Miss Su, this is my son, Jiabao,” Mrs. Wang said, her face beaming. “Xiaobao, say hello to Miss Su, quickly.”
The man named Wang Jiabao was nearly thirty years old and as thin as a rail.
He was dressed in a suit and tie, smelling of pungent cologne. His eyes narrowed like a rat’s as he looked at her.
“Hello, Miss Su. You really are beautiful.”
Wang Jiabao thought to himself that it was no wonder his mother wanted him to come here to be Su Chuiyun’s driver. This young lady was gorgeous, with delicate skin, and her eyes couldn’t see.
If he married Su Chuiyun, this entire estate would be his. He heard the Su family was a leader in domestic landscape design; God only knows how the parents could bear to leave their daughter alone in the country.
Su Chuiyun arched her thin eyebrows, seemingly sizing Wang Jiabao up.
“By the way, Mrs. Wang is getting on in years. She’s spent half her life working for the Su family. I don’t think it’s appropriate to keep employing her, it’s better to terminate the contract.”
As soon as these words were spoken, the smile on Mrs. Wang’s face froze instantly.
“Then the candidate for the driver…” Mrs. Wang scrambled to push her son in front of Su Chuiyun. “I’m not bragging, but my son’s driving is like this,” she said, giving a thumbs-up.
Su Chuiyun replied, “My home is not short of drivers.”
She refused bluntly. Her smokey-grey eyes, which lacked focus, landed on the pair. Most people would have shut up by then.
But Mrs. Wang was thick-skinned. “It’s fine to fire me, but my son must stay. I’ve worked at the Su house for half my life. I don’t feel right leaving Miss Su alone.”
It was a classic case of a toad lusting after a swan’s flesh. Wang Jiabao had been fired from his previous company for embezzling public funds and hadn’t been able to find a suitable job since.
The girl in the wheelchair hummed softly. “You really want to be a driver?”
Wang Jiabao nodded eagerly. If he had any complaints before, he now wanted nothing more than to glue his eyes to Su Chuiyun.
As expected of a lady from a wealthy family, she was truly beautiful. Just look at how slender that waist was.
If the eldest miss liked him, she could help him pay off his debts. And if he could get her pregnant…
Wang Jiabao suppressed the filthy thoughts in his mind. He didn’t want his mother watching over him all day anyway. “Miss Su is right, Mom. You’re old and should go home to rest. I’ll be here, you should be at ease.”
Mrs. Wang’s lips twitched in displeasure, but she was eventually led away by Chen Yue to sign the resignation agreement.
Seeing the surroundings quiet down, Wang Jiabao reached out to push Su Chuiyun’s wheelchair.
“Miss Su, your eyes are inconvenient. Let me do it.”
Just as Wang Jiabao was about to touch the wheelchair, Su Chuiyun said coldly, “Don’t move. The smell on your body is choking me.”
A sense of wicked playfulness rose in the arrogant young lady’s heart. Under Wang Jiabao’s bewildered gaze, she operated the wheelchair herself to move forward.
Wang Jiabao followed quickly behind, his narrow eyes incessantly tracing the lines of Su Chuiyun’s neck.
He muttered quietly to himself, My mom says thin people aren’t good for childbearing.
As they moved, Wang Jiabao’s hand seemingly accidentally brushed against Su Chuiyun’s shoulder.
After Su Chuiyun dodged him, his hand touched her forearm again.
“Does Miss Su have a boyfriend?”
Wang Jiabao hurried to catch up, eagerly hovering by her side, trying to carry her bag. “It’s so lonely living alone. Such a big place, and not a bit of life in it.”
Su Chuiyun sneered inwardly. She stopped the wheelchair next to a small rock pond. The sound of a waterfall splashed nearby, and bamboo leaves floated on the moving current, drawing the curiosity of the koi fish.
“I don’t have a boyfriend,” Su Chuiyun’s voice was incredibly soft. “I haven’t found anyone suitable.”
As expected, Wang Jiabao took the bait. “A girl still needs to find a boyfriend otherwise, life isn’t complete.”
He scratched his head. “Where is your garage? I’ll drive for you.”
Suddenly, there was a plop.
The diamond encrusted bracelet Su Chuiyun had worn to match her outfit fell into the small pond, sending ripples across the surface.
Today, Su Chuiyun was dressed in a snowy white long dress, perfectly matching Ming Shu’s white attire. Her long, soft hair rested limply on her shoulders, she looked as well-behaved as a star student.
Taking advantage of the fact that Su Chuiyun couldn’t see, Wang Jiabao let his eyes wander over her body with a lecherous, unrestrained boldness.
He believed that young ladies raised in secluded, wealthy estates were naive and lacked worldly experience. He thought they liked “wild” men, TV dramas always showed rich girls falling in love the moment they escaped their constraints to go racing, smoking, and drinking with a man.
Su Chuiyun said, “My bracelet accidentally fell into the pond.”
Wang Jiabao snapped back to reality. “I’ll get a security guard to fish it out.”
Su Chuiyun’s smile seemed almost bewitching. “Why don’t you go down and get it for me? That bracelet can’t be submerged in water for long. If we wait for security, it might already be ruined.”
“That bracelet is worth over a hundred thousand dollars. Are you unwilling to help me?”
Her smile was gentle, tugging at his heartstrings.
Wang Jiabao’s face turned bright red, the heat rushing to his brain. “I’ll get it for you!”
As a grown man, he wasn’t afraid of water. He figured the pond looked clear, so it probably wasn’t more than half a meter deep. He kicked off his leather shoes and immediately stepped into the water, sending the koi fish scattering in a panic.
There is an old saying: Clear water is shallow, green water is deep.
Who would have thought that a small rock pond would be three or four meters deep reaching nearly five meters at its lowest point? It was said to have been designed specifically according to the principles of Feng Shui. The small koi only swam in the shallow areas, creating a false illusion that the entire pond was shallow.
The girl in the wheelchair used a disinfectant wipe to disgustedly scrub her forearm.
“A-Yun.”
From behind, Ming Shu looking quite stylish hurried to her side. “The pond is deep. Don’t sit so close, be careful not to fall in.”
When Ming Shu first visited the Su family home, Su Chuiyun’s parents had warned her to be careful of the pond. Seeing Su Chuiyun’s wheelchair positioned so close that it was halfway to falling in gave her a cold sweat.
Only after pulling Su Chuiyun into her arms did Ming Shu notice the person splashing around in the water.
“Where did this man come from?”
Su Chuiyun replied, “Wait five minutes before calling someone to pull him out. I don’t want him bringing bad luck to the pond my parents built.”
Wang Jiabao, struggling and drowning, looked toward the shore in terror. He saw Su Chuiyun wrapping her arms around Ming Shu’s neck and softly kissing her.
His pupils dilated in shock. Before his mind could process what he was seeing, it felt as if a suction force from below was dragging him into the deep water.
Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle.
Su Chuiyun kissed the corner of her benefactor’s lips. “My bracelet fell in.”
“I’ll have someone fish it out for you.”
“I don’t want it even if it’s fished out. It’ll smell like fishy water.”
“Mm…” Ming Shu allowed her to kiss her haphazardly, enduring the sensation of the younger girl’s forearm rubbing against her chest. “I’ll buy you a new one. By the way, I have a gift for you, A-Yun.”
Su Chuiyun’s eyes lit up. She loved anything Ming Shu gave her.
“Real estate. I just acquired the property rights to two commercial streets. Do you want them, A-Yun?”
Ming Shu wondered… would she find such a gift too boring and stiff?