Volume One, Chapter 37: Utterly Embarrassing
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Li Haowen still had considerable strength, and Fang Mo’s well-proportioned build could hardly be called bulky.
So Li Haowen was more or less able to carry Fang Mo back to the room by himself. Along the way, the dazed and muddled Fang Mo kept mumbling incoherently.
His voice was simply too soft, however, and neither Ning Yuelan nor Li Haowen paid him any attention.
When they reached the entrance to the private hot-spring suite numbered 088, Ning Yuelan waved her hand, signaling that Li Haowen could leave.
She took Fang Mo from Li Haowen’s shoulder herself, and her slender waist sank under his weight.
Good grief...
When had her little brother gotten so heavy?
“Get lost. Don’t touch me. I already have someone I like.”
Perhaps he had vaguely caught the scent of perfume. Fang Mo suddenly became irritable, waving his arms and shaking his head in a daze.
Hearing this, Ning Yuelan thoughtfully leaned closer to the young man.
“Who do you like?”
“Ning... hic... the eldest daughter of the Ning family.”
Ning Yuelan’s heart melted with sweetness.
“Don’t touch me. I’m about to get married. I can’t betray Sister Yuelan, or she’ll... she’ll be heartbroken.”
Ning Yuelan suddenly felt like teasing the little rascal.
“What if Sister Yuelan doesn’t like you at all?”
The moment she finished speaking, Fang Mo’s hand lunged fiercely toward her. Startled, Ning Yuelan hurriedly stepped back.
“Oh? You’re angry now?”
The little fellow was really easy to provoke.
If she had been even a second slower and failed to dodge, Fang Mo would have scratched her face to pieces.
“Don’t talk nonsense! If Sister Yuelan didn’t like me, why would she treat me so well? If she didn’t like me, would she have registered our marriage with me? Sister Yuelan likes me...”
After saying this, Fang Mo became even more dizzy.
Ning Yuelan had to use both hands and all her strength to support him and keep him from falling headfirst to the floor.
“So the little fool isn’t completely hopeless after all. He can actually sense that I like him.”
The next moment, Ning Yuelan pushed open the door and tossed Fang Mo onto the bed.
Fang Mo sprawled out in a starfish position, his cheeks flushed bright red. His hands restlessly tugged at his clothes. Perhaps because he was lying down, the fabric had tightened around him, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Ning Yuelan hurried over to help. If Fang Mo kept yanking at his shirt like that, he was going to ruin it.
“I like Sister Yuelan. I really like Sister Yuelan. What if Sister Yuelan really doesn’t like me?”
At that moment, Fang Mo cried out anxiously from the bed.
Ning Yuelan smiled sweetly.
“That won’t happen. Your Sister Yuelan likes you very much too—more than anyone else in this world. And in the places you could never see, she has secretly loved you for many years. She simply never dared to enter your life, afraid that she might disturb you...”
As she spoke, Ning Yuelan undid the buttons on Fang Mo’s clothes.
The young man had finally settled down after hearing her words. But when he felt the cold air from the conditioner, Fang Mo once again seized Ning Yuelan’s delicate hand and looked at her through his misty eyes.
Their gazes met, and the air seemed to fall silent.
Fang Mo closed his eyes, his breathing suddenly growing rapid.
“Don’t touch me. I can’t betray Sister Yuelan.”
As they struggled, Ning Yuelan accidentally lost her balance and fell, landing directly on top of Fang Mo. The mature, intoxicating fragrance of the beautiful older woman filled his nostrils, and he sobered considerably.
“You...”
“Are you Sister Yuelan?”
“Mm-hm.”
“Big sister, I like you.”
Fang Mo’s breath reeked of alcohol. The hot scent of liquor washed over Ning Yuelan’s face, and her pretty cheeks flushed again. Before she could react, she suddenly felt a pair of burning hands slip beneath the clothes at her back.
Her beautiful eyes narrowed, and she bit down hard on her red lips.
“You little scoundrel...”
Even when he was drunk, he still had an instinctive tendency to misbehave. So this was what men were like.
With that thought, she pressed her red lips directly against Fang Mo’s.
The atmosphere between them grew increasingly intimate. Beneath the dim lights, it seemed that only the faint rustling of the young man removing their clothes remained.
Just as Fang Mo removed the last barrier covering Ning Yuelan, a startling splash of red suddenly spread across the bedsheet.
When Fang Mo saw the red stained with the scent of blood, most of the alcohol vanished from his mind. At the same time, Ning Yuelan, lying on the bed, sensed that something was wrong.
“Hiss!”
The next moment, the woman looked down. Her face instantly turned so red it seemed blood might drip from it. Her cheeks burned, and she could not say a word.
Damn it. It could have come earlier or later—why did it have to arrive at this exact moment?
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Splash!
Fang Mo stood in the bathroom, allowing icy water from the showerhead to stream over his entire body. He had not even removed his clothes. The physical and emotional heat in his chest gradually faded beneath the cold water, and only then did he take several deep, ragged breaths.
“I actually went that far with Sister Yuelan...”
A trace of disappointment flickered in Fang Mo’s eyes.
“If we had gone one step further, we would have become a real married couple. I almost lost control today. Will Sister Yuelan be angry? Will she be disappointed in me?”
Fang Mo could not remember what Ning Yuelan’s reaction had been at the time.
He only remembered that after seeing the splash of red, he had sobered up considerably and hurried into the bathroom to shower.
Anxiously, Fang Mo thought, “I wonder how Sister Yuelan will look at me after today. Will she think I’m a hypocrite who took advantage of her and divorce me?”
At the thought of divorce, Fang Mo felt as though a heavy stone had been placed on his chest. He became utterly miserable.
He had no idea that Ning Yuelan was actually even more embarrassed than he was.
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Outside the bathroom, Ning Yuelan bit down on her red lips and flushed as she dealt with the bloodstained clothing.
How humiliating. Never in her life had she been so embarrassed as she was today!
Fang Mo had already been fully aroused, yet in the end, before she had even entered the battlefield, her own body had betrayed her.
“You couldn’t have come earlier or later? Why did you have to show up at this exact moment?”
Ning Yuelan stomped her foot angrily, wishing she could vent all her resentment on the expensive Valentino high heels beneath her feet. The blood had stained not only her underwear but also everything around her.
Even the bedsheet and quilt bore a conspicuous red stain that could not be ignored.
The smell of blood was extremely strong.
Just then, the bathroom door lock made a clicking sound.
Ning Yuelan was startled.
“Don’t come out yet!”
Fang Mo, inside the bathroom, jumped in fright and hurriedly locked the door again. His heart began to race even faster.
Sister Yuelan had shouted at him. This was the first time Ning Yuelan had ever spoken to him with such emotion since they had gotten together.
Fang Mo felt wronged, and a little frightened.
He had once heard Li Haowen say that Ning Yuelan, the cold and aloof ice-queen CEO, was naturally unapproachable. Yet Fang Mo had never felt that way around her.
From childhood until now, every time the two of them met, Ning Yuelan had always treated him with warmth and gentleness.
Until just now, he had never once heard her speak to him with anger.
“Does she want a divorce? What am I supposed to do?”
Fang Mo sat on the toilet, troubled and melancholy.
Meanwhile, Ning Yuelan first put on a sanitary pad, then endured the abdominal pain as she frantically cleaned up the mess on the bed. She was still an unmarried virgin and did not want anyone else to see those things. Unfortunately, the sudden arrival of her period had robbed her of nearly seventy percent of her strength.
She was already drenched in sweat by the time she had merely pulled off the bedsheet.
“Damn it. I can’t possibly let Fang Mo spend the whole night in the bathroom, can I?”
Just as she was about to fold the quilt, the bathroom door was suddenly thrust open.
Fang Mo emerged with a face full of shame, leaving Ning Yuelan staring at him in stunned disbelief.
“Didn’t I tell you not to come out?”
Ning Yuelan’s pretty face flushed, and she hurriedly used her clothes to cover the blood on the bedsheet.
Fang Mo gritted his teeth.
“Sister Yuelan, could we please not get divorced?”
“What?”
Ning Yuelan froze.
What on earth?
Divorce?
Why would they get divorced?
Her brows drew together slightly.
“What made you think your big sister wanted to divorce you?”
Fang Mo’s heart gave a jolt. Sister Yuelan had not answered him directly.
She really was angry.
“Sister Yuelan, I know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have taken advantage of you or acted improperly toward you. I won’t do it again. Can we please not get divorced?”
“I... I don’t want to divorce you, big sister.”
Fang Mo lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong, his expression dejected.
Ning Yuelan was both exasperated and amused. What exactly filled this little fool’s head all day?
Why did he always assume she wanted to divorce him whenever something happened?
“Sister Yuelan, will you forgive me?”
Seeing him like this, Ning Yuelan’s heart had softened long ago. Besides, she had never been angry with him in the first place!
Even if she had been angry, it would have had nothing to do with Fang Mo. She was merely furious that her period had arrived at such an inconvenient time.
Ning Yuelan was just about to speak when a sudden wave of intense abdominal pain struck her. Cold sweat sprang across her forehead. Her vision swam, stars flashed before her eyes, and it felt as though someone had kicked her hard in the stomach.
Hiss!
She had failed to calculate the date properly. After drinking iced beer and eating seafood today, it would have been strange if she had not suffered.
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Fang Mo noticed that something was wrong with Ning Yuelan.
“Sister Yuelan, what’s wrong?”
“N-Nothing...”
Her voice carried a trace of weakness, but in order to send the young man away quickly, she had no choice but to play along and pout.
“If you want your big sister to forgive you, it’s very simple. You... go buy me some painkillers. My period has started.”
“Painkillers?”
Was it really that serious?
“I’ll go right now. Big sister, do you need anything else?”
Ning Yuelan leaned weakly against the side of the bed, both hands covering her lower abdomen.
“Can’t you go and see for yourself? Do I have to teach you how to care for a woman in pain? You’re so hopelessly stupid.”
Although she was scolding him, her voice remained endlessly gentle.
Fang Mo breathed a sigh of relief. At least Sister Yuelan had not mentioned divorce.
Then another thought occurred to him, and he was so consumed by guilt that he nearly slapped himself twice.
That was right!
She even had to teach me how to care for my own wife. What use does she have for me?
Sister Yuelan had once been so upset that she apologized to him simply because she did not know his birthday. Yet he did not even know when her period came. What right did he have to call himself her husband?
Fang Mo hurriedly grabbed his coat.
“Sister Yuelan, wait here for a moment. I’ll go downstairs and buy you some medicine.”
With that, Fang Mo rushed out the door like a whirlwind. Ning Yuelan watched his departing back and finally let out a long breath. Embarrassed and irritated, she glanced at the conspicuous red stain on the bedsheet and pounded the mattress with her small fist.
“So humiliating!”
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“Brother Shen!”
“Mm!”
Shen Changqing walked along the road. Whenever he encountered someone he knew, they would exchange greetings or nod to one another.
But no matter who they were, none of them wore any unnecessary expression. Everyone seemed indifferent to everything.
Shen Changqing had long since grown accustomed to it.
Because this was the Demon-Suppression Bureau, an institution responsible for maintaining the stability of Great Qin. Its primary duty was to exterminate demons, monsters, and evil spirits, though it also had several other subsidiary functions.
It could be said that every person in the Demon-Suppression Bureau had blood on their hands.
Once someone had grown accustomed to life and death, many things naturally ceased to matter.
When Shen Changqing had first arrived in this world, he had found it difficult to adjust. But as time passed, he gradually became accustomed to it.
The Demon-Suppression Bureau was enormous.
Everyone able to remain there was either a powerful expert or someone with the potential to become one.
Shen Changqing belonged to the latter category.
The Demon-Suppression Bureau was divided into two professions: Guardian Envoys and Demon Exorcists.
Anyone who entered the Demon-Suppression Bureau had to begin at the lowest level as a Demon Exorcist.
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From there, they would advance step by step, eventually gaining the possibility of becoming a Guardian Envoy.
Shen Changqing’s predecessor had been a trainee Demon Exorcist within the Demon-Suppression Bureau, the lowest-ranking kind of Demon Exorcist.
Having inherited his predecessor’s memories, Shen Changqing was extremely familiar with the environment of the Demon-Suppression Bureau.
It did not take long before Shen Changqing stopped in front of a pavilion.
Unlike the other grim and murderous places within the Demon-Suppression Bureau, this pavilion seemed to stand apart from the rest. Amid the bloodshed of the bureau, it possessed an unusual tranquility.
The pavilion’s main doors stood open, and people occasionally entered and exited.
After only a brief hesitation, Shen Changqing stepped inside.
The moment he entered the pavilion, the surroundings suddenly changed.
The scent of ink mingled with a faint smell of blood and rushed toward him, causing his brows to instinctively crease. Soon afterward, however, they relaxed again.
The bloody odor clinging to everyone in the Demon-Suppression Bureau was almost impossible to wash away completely.
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