Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Xiaowang was worrying about her in secret. That’s too bad, Miss Liang will be cussed out again… Before he finished thinking, he was dumbfounded by what he saw next.
Gu Yusheng withdrew his gaze, raised his hand to take the cigarette out of his mouth, then snubbed it out and threw into the ashtray near his hand.
With a look of incredulity, Xiaowang digested what he had just seen for quite a long while, then looked at Gu Yusheng secretly.
Gu Yusheng was looking out of the window with his head tilted. The look on his face showed obviously that he was in a very bad mood. The cigarette case was just by his hand, but he didn’t even touch it.
Mr. Gu… He snubbed out his cigarette just because Miss Liang coughed?
This is the first time that Mr. Gu snubbed out a cigarette for anyone since I’ve been his driver.
It seems that Mr. Gu doesn’t treat Miss Liang terribly… Oh, no, actually he treats her… like she’s special!
Yes, special! Special!
Xiaowang secretly repeated in his heart the word that he had tried very hard to figure out.
…
After they arrived at the villa and the car stopped, Gu Yusheng first got out of the car, then pulled the rear door open and carried Qin Zhi’ai out.
The housekeeper in the villa was still awake. Hearing them arrive, she opened the door. She saw Qin Zhi’ai, pale-faced and being carried by Gu Yusheng, so she immediately asked with worry, “What happened to Miss Liang?”
After Gu Yusheng changed his shoes, he answered the housekeeper with simply one word. “Period.” Then he lifted his jaw toward Qin Zhi’ai’s shoes. The housekeeper understood what he meant right away, and helped to take Qin Zhi’ai’s shoes off for her.
Unlike Liang Doukou, Qin Zhi’ai had never been helped by servants, so she felt a bit unaccustomed, saying in a very soft voice, “I can do it myself.”
Gu Yusheng chose to ignore her, as did the housekeeper. The housekeeper even put on her slippers for her.
After they walked to the second floor, Gu Yusheng put Qin Zhi’ai in bed, then took a glance at the housekeeper who had followed them upstairs, raised his hand to signal for her to take good care of Qin Zhi’ai, and turned around to leave without saying anything.
The sound of a car starting and driving away came from downstairs after a short while.
…
The housekeeper was a woman, so Qin Zhi’ai felt more comfortable facing her. First, she told the housekeeper that it was menstrual cramps, then asked her to get the painkillers from her handbag on the dresser.
The housekeeper was over fifty, so she knew how to take care of a women on her period. After she served Qin Zhi’ai the painkillers, she fetched two heating pads from the closet in the dressing room and stuck them on her stomach and lower back, then made a cup of ginger tea with black sugar for her.
The painkiller worked very quickly. Qin Zhi’ai regained some energy as the pain gradually disappeared. She expressed her thanks to the housekeeper and tucked herself in the quilt, eyes closed and unwilling to move even an inch.
The warmth of the heating pads and the sense of comfort after the ginger tea was in her stomach made Qin Zhi’ai feel much more relaxed. She fell asleep after a short time.
The housekeeper turned off the light for her and tiptoed out of the bedroom.
When the housekeeper made it downstairs and was about to turn into her own room for the night, she suddenly paused and turned her head. She saw Gu Yusheng standing in front of the French window, staring at the dark night outside and smoking.
