Chapter 16: Did they actually develop feelings for each other while sleeping together?

This person had been a guest at her house before and was currently her father's biggest client, so Qin Lan naturally wouldn't embarrass him in public.

Mr. Liu narrowed his eyes, recognized Qin Lan, and smiled: "Miss Qin, you're here today too?"

“If she can come, of course I should come and have some fun too.” Qin Lan’s eyes swept over Jiang Yan’s stunned face, and she took the cup from her hand without ceremony, staring into Mr. Liu’s eyes: “I’ll drink this cup for her, Uncle Liu, what do you think?”

She slowly raised her glass, but Mr. Liu remained expressionless, only smiling: "This glass isn't for entertaining guests. If Miss Qin wants a drink, I'll have them pour you another one."

Qin Lan smiled, gently took the wine glass from his hand and drank it all in one gulp: "No need for that trouble, I'll just drink Uncle Liu's glass."

"No—" Jiang Yan's expression changed, and she hurriedly tried to stop her. But Qin Lan was standing far away from her, and just as she touched Qin Lan's arm, the woman had already finished drinking and gave her a strange look.

"Go outside and wait for me. I have something to say to Uncle Liu." Qin Lan said nonchalantly, gesturing with her chin toward the door.

Jiang Yan's face turned pale. The other artists who came in all suspected their drinks were probably contaminated, so she quietly switched glasses with the other person. But Qin Lan, unaware of this, unwittingly drank it…

With everyone in the room watching, she had no choice but to walk out, giving Qin Lan a deep look, trying to get her to come out sooner.

Whether Qin Lan received her signal or not, before she walked out the door, she only heard Mr. Liu say, "Give my regards to your father."

Jiang Yan waited anxiously outside, constantly glancing at her watch. The second hand had only completed half a revolution when Jiang Yan couldn't sit still any longer. She reached for the door, but just as her hand touched the handle, the door opened, and Qin Lan stepped out, his expression as calm as ever.

Ignoring everything else, Jiang Yan grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward the stairwell.

Qin Lan was stunned for a moment, then shook her off. But Jiang Yan suddenly turned around and grabbed her again, her face full of fear: "Let's go! Call your bodyguards, let's get out of here!"

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Qin Lan said unhappily, but remembering Jiang Yan's situation just now, her tone softened a bit: "Don't be afraid, they won't dare to touch me, and these few people can't beat me."

"There's something wrong with the drink you had!" Jiang Yan glared at her and pulled her downstairs. "I know this person is incredibly powerful, so I switched the glasses. The one I have is the clean one!"

Qin Lan was stunned, suddenly feeling a chill creep down her body from the heat. She called Ye Wei, and after only two steps down the stairs, her legs began to tremble.

Qin Lan felt dizzy and her head was burning up. Her whole body was burning hot, her legs were trembling, and she managed to take another step before she swayed and almost fell.

Jiang Yan quickly supported her and carried her on her back. Qin Lan's consciousness began to blur, and she unconsciously rubbed against her.

She let out a soft hum, and her arms, which were wrapped around Jiang Yan's neck, slowly slipped down, feeling the coolness of Jiang Yan's shawl: "So hot..."

She couldn't help but rub against the person who made her feel so comfortable, thinking that Jiang Yan's sexuality was actually quite good, and she didn't seem so bad after all.

Jiang Yan shuddered and coaxed, "Take your claws away, Qin Lan."

"It's still hot..." The moment she came across something that could relieve the intense heat, Qin Lan's carefully maintained composure crumbled. She rubbed against Jiang Yan's neck, even letting out a comfortable "Ooh!" with her paw: "You rascal Jiang Yan, isn't your neck cool enough...?"

Jiang Yan's legs went limp, and she fell down on the spot.

Tears welled in her eyes from the pain, and a surge of anger rose within her, nearly driving her to madness. But remembering that Qin Lan was not fully conscious, she struggled to her feet and tried to help her up: "Qin Lan, listen to me, let's get out of here..."

Qin Lan scrambled to her feet in a daze, staring intently as she walked forward.

"I'm hot," she mumbled, her vision now filled only with a humanoid creature.

It looks a bit like the little horse in her dream.

I want to rub it.

She was burning up and completely delirious; her intense desire overwhelmed her reason, and she simply moved forward on instinct.

Jiang Yan retreated step by step until she reached the empty corridor.

"You..." She realized the danger, raised her hand to touch her ear, and then lowered her hand again.

Qin Lan didn't notice this action. Her eyes were burning red. She pushed Jiang Yan into the room next door, pressed her against the wall, and grabbed the hair of the woman opposite her to find a cool place.

Jiang Yan barely managed to close the door by tiptoe, and then pushed her away with all her might: "Qin Lan, wake up quickly!"

"I wasn't asleep." Qin Lan opened her eyes groggily, feeling that the person in front of her seemed to be her enemy.

She thought it was really strange; how could Jiang Yan be here?

"Who are you?" she asked.

"Jiang Yan." Jiang Yan's face was cold, but her ears were terribly red.

“You’re not.” Qin Lan shook her head firmly.

"..." Jiang Yan felt disappointed and couldn't help but ask in a sour tone, "Who does Teacher Qin take me for?"

"You're Xiao Ma." Qin Lan opened her eyes again, feeling like she was dreaming. It seemed like that damned woman had been pinned against the wall by her.

Jiang Yan: "?"

"Go outside!" Jiang Yan, unable to bear it any longer, shooed her into the inner room. "I'll get you some cold water first."

Upon hearing the words "cold water," Qin Lan seemed to regain some clarity. She stumbled onto the bed and frantically pressed her head with both hands.

Jiang Yan fled into the bathroom, haphazardly tore off a towel from the wall, wet it, and then rushed out with the soaking wet towel, smothering Qin Lan over her head.

Qin Lan sat motionless on the bed, letting out a comfortable sigh.

Jiang Yan's ears turned red, and she asked cautiously, "Qin Lan... are you feeling better?"

"Mmm," Qin Lan replied softly, her claws digging frantically at the bed sheet.

Jiang Yan didn't dare take the towel away, so she quickly went to the bathroom and grabbed a few more towels to wet. But this time, when she returned to the bedside, Qin Lan suddenly grabbed the towel off her head, nimbly dodged backward, and grabbed her with her claws after dodging the towel.

Jiang Yan Tie Jin was being unreasonable. That claw came closer again, groping unabashedly: "This must be a dream. But why are you hot too?"

"It's not cool at all..." Qin Lan's voice trembled. Jiang Yan could feel that she was terribly hot all over, and her breathing was becoming increasingly heavy.

"Oh God," Jiang Yan lamented, utterly exhausted, collapsing onto the manor like a limp puddles. Immediately afterward, the other person pressed down on her, making the cushion bounce up and down.

A knocking sound came from outside the door, followed by calls in the nearby rooms: "Miss! Miss, are you in there?"

Jiang Yan opened her mouth and shouted, "Here—"

Qin Lanqi pointed forward, and Jiang Yan's soul left her body.

"Miss is here!" the bodyguard at the door shouted. The surrounding bodyguards gathered around, some continuing to bang on the door, others going to get the keys.

Inside the door, Jiang Yan tried to rouse Qin Lan's dwindling sanity: "Qin Lan, Qin Lan! Do you know who I am?!"

"Who?" Qin Lan looked at her with difficulty: "Oh, you green tea b*tch."

Jiang Yan: "Yes! Wake up, I'm Jiang Yan. Repeat after me, the doctor is coming soon, you have to hang in there—"

"It's so noisy," Qin Lan thought to herself, covering her mouth and looking down.

She sighed, feeling so soft-hearted.

Jiang Yan's eyes widened, and it took her a long time to realize that she had almost been burned through. She was too weak to resist any longer, and her body slid down: "Qin Lan..."

"Don't lecture me," Qin Lan said unhappily. Jiang Yan blushed completely and turned her head away in embarrassment, but she didn't retaliate.

Qin Lan was burning up with an alarming fever. Wang Zihan had told her countless stories about the entertainment industry, and Jiang Yan herself had experienced many treacherous parties like today, knowing that failing to cool down the fever promptly could harm her health. Besides, even without traditional Chinese medicine… she would be perfectly happy to help.

Qin Lan knelt down on the hill, forcefully pushing Jiang Yan away, then grabbed Jiang Yan's hand and put it inside, naturally assuming it was a pony.

Jiang Yan had been trembling violently, but at one moment her trembling suddenly turned into a rhythmic undulation. The pounding on the door grew louder and louder, and the key was on its way, but Jiang Yan knew she absolutely couldn't open the door now. She forced her eyes open, staring at the ceiling: "Don't open the door! She's not...she's alright, let's go!"

The noise outside the door stopped.

A voice called from behind the door, "Miss! Miss, are you alright? Please answer if you hear me!"

Jiang Yan pressed down hard on Chuanxi and pinched Qin Lanyue's buttocks, making her scream.

A woman's hoarse voice came from behind the door, reaching the ears of the bodyguards who were looking at each other in bewilderment: "Did you hear that? She's fine. You can leave now."

It was completely quiet outside the door, and there was no sound for a long time. After considering it again and again, Ye Wei took everyone away.

Inside the door, the shouts grew louder and louder.

Happiness filled the room, but Jiang Yan stared blankly at the pattern on the lampshade: "Qin Lan... please be a little more gentle."

Jiang Yan was trembling all over and suddenly started to breathe heavily.

Tears streamed down her face as she pleaded, "Qin Lan, can't you please let Tingting go..."

Qin Lan couldn't hear it, and didn't care at all.

"Qin Lan, Qin Lan, Qin Lan..." Jiang Yan's eyes were filled with tears: "Please be gentle, I'm fine."

I also had to gently massage her arm, which was numb all over.

She was completely exhausted, but Qin Lan disapproved and sped up.

Jiang Yan had no choice but to continue helping her, pleading, "Qin Lan, Ting, get down... I can't take it anymore."

Her voice was hoarse from crying, but Qin Lan collapsed to the ground. It took her a long time before she finally had the strength to slowly get up.

She cleaned both of them, but the manor was still a mess. Jiang Yan dragged her aching body and tore off the sheets, but couldn't find any to change into, so she put Qin Lan on the sheets and lay down on the side herself.

She lay there for a while, but the pain became unbearable, so she turned over shakily and quietly curled up in Qin Lan's arms.

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"You son of a bitch!" Yu Jintang cursed, wanting to slap her across the face.

Qin Lan sat there with an expression that suggested she was willing to be hit.

Yu Jintang sighed and asked, "So what did you say to her when you woke up the next day? Okay, you don't need to say yet, I know. You probably said, 'I'm sorry, you can ask for any kind of compensation you want, let's pretend last night never happened, and goodbye.'"

Qin Lan: "I kind of regret letting you know me so well."

Yu Jintang punched her: "You beast, Lao Qin, how could you treat a girl who likes you like this?"

Qin Lan said in a tone as if she were about to die, "I didn't know she liked me at the time."

She recalled Jiang Yan's despairing face and said, "Okay, actually, I had some doubts subconsciously, but I just couldn't believe it until the third day after that..."

She hesitated for only a second before Yu Jintang narrowed his eyes: "You two did it again on the third day?"

"I deserve to die," Qin Lan said through gritted teeth.

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When Qin Lan woke up, she had a splitting headache and her whole body felt weak.

She stared at the ceiling for a long time, unable to figure out where she was. After a while, memories gradually flooded her mind, and she remembered that she had fallen down the stairs, and Jiang Yan had carried her down.

Then she reached her hand into the opposite doorway.

The memory of the touch on my fingertips instantly awakened even more memories, and countless images flooded my mind.

Qin Lan sat up abruptly, ignoring her aching back and numb arms, staring blankly at the woman next to her who had been nestled in her arms and was now clutching her chest after being jolted by her sudden movement.

"You...you...you..." Qin Lan was terrified, but still clung to the last glimmer of hope: "Last...last night, was it all true?"

Jiang Yan sat up silently, gathered the torn clothes over her shoulders, and covered the row of teeth marks.

Qin Lan closed her eyes and felt as if her heart had been put on a roller coaster.

The two of them got off the bed from opposite sides and picked up their clothes to put them on. Qin Lan didn't care that it was a wrinkled dress; she just focused on wrapping herself up and then found a clean spot away from the bed to sit down, crossing her arms over her chest.

Jiang Yan slowly finished dressing and, seeing her wary expression, couldn't help but smile wryly.

Qin Lan didn't notice the desolation in her eyes. After overcoming the initial overwhelming embarrassment, she immediately began to address the current situation: "I have a few thoughts about yesterday's events. Listen to them, and we'll resolve this matter."

"Go ahead," Jiang Yan said, sitting down on the edge of the bed. Despite her skirt being all wrinkled, she kept her back straight.

"First, we are both on the rise, and it would not benefit anyone if this were to come out."

Qin Lan thought to herself that although Jiang Yan was always trying to trip her up, she wasn't crazy enough to harm others and herself, which wouldn't be in her best interest.

"So this matter should not be known to the outside world."

"Don't worry." Jiang Yan nodded, but her heart was in her throat.

I'd say it's second.

"Secondly, don't mention this to your agent," Qin Lan said.

Jiang Yan responded, her heart pounding even harder.

Now let's talk about the third one.

"Third, don't let people in the industry know."

Jiang Yan: "......"

"And the fourth one?"

Qin Lan said as if she had a toothache, "You should agree to the third one first."

"I agree," Jiang Yan said perfunctorily, her heart pounding even faster. "You can say the fourth one."

Qin Lan couldn't find a way to delay any longer, so she forced herself to say, "I'm very sorry about what happened last night. You can make any requests you have, and I will do my best to compensate you. Money, real estate, and many more resources, I will give you all of them in full. Okay, you can give your opinion now."

She waited for Jiang Yan to bargain with her.

Jiang Yan looked at her: "Isn't there anything else?"

Qin Lan was taken aback: "Anything else is fine, you can name anything, as long as my family can afford it."

She began to plan how to explain things to her parents when she got back. Her parents were both very open-minded and doted on her; any mess they could easily clean up with money wasn't a mess in their eyes. It was just incredibly difficult to talk about…

Jiang Yan's words pulled her back to the harsh reality: "What if I said that what I want is you?"

Qin Lan stared at her in utter shock, her face full of confusion.

Her first reaction was that Jiang Yan's thought process was truly unique, and she was Jiang Yan's natural nemesis. After this happened, her first thought was actually how to get revenge. What did she mean by saying she wanted her? Was she going to kidnap her? Or lock her up in the basement of the castle and torture her?

"I advise you not to do anything illegal." Qin Lan lectured her, "Be kind. I can't risk my life for this. You can't beat me, and you can't fight against the Qin family."

"You've misunderstood." Jiang Yan laughed in anger. She suppressed her anger, but her mood had already sunk, and she understood that Qin Lan didn't mean it that way at all.

Qin Lan raised her chin, waiting for her to speak.

"What I mean is... we can maintain other kinds of relationships."

Qin Lan asked, puzzled, "What could I possibly have to do with you?"

Jiang Yan: "..."

"A romantic relationship, or... if you don't want to, the kind of relationship we had last night is also fine."

Jiang Yan stared at her intently, a look of despair in her eyes.

The room remained silent for a long time. Qin Lan's brain seemed to freeze, and it took a while before it slowly began to function again.

What's the meaning?

Not satisfied with simply and brutally torturing her anymore?

She thought about it and realized that this was indeed Jiang Yan's style—she loved to do dirty things, and she loved to pretend to be innocent, avoiding getting herself involved in any mess.

"Don't overthink it." Jiang Yan waited a long time for her reply, then smiled weakly, "I've always been serious about you. I won't hurt you."

What?

They actually developed feelings for each other?

She stared blankly at Jiang Yan for a long time, then a second thought suddenly popped into her mind. What if... what if Jiang Yan liked her? She suddenly remembered a girl who had pursued her last year, only to be lured away by Jiang Yan. Thinking about it this way, many of Jiang Yan's past actions seemed to make sense, and Jiang Yan seemed to have been taking care of her all last night, not resisting even when she was in so much pain, but simply giving in to her desires...

No, no, no, impossible! Qin Lan shook her head frantically in her heart; she couldn't accept this option.

"I don't understand." In the end, she could only honestly shake her head: "I really don't understand."

She remembered that Jiang Yan stared at her for a very long time, as if confirming something. She subconsciously avoided Jiang Yan's gaze, but new images kept appearing in her mind.

Jiang Yan grabbed Zhuang Zhan and scratched her back until it turned red.

Jiang Yan held her head high, looking so beautiful.

Jiang Yan refused to cry, desperately trying to hold back her tears.

Amidst these memories, Jiang Yan turned and walked out, saying, "Don't worry, I don't want anything."

Countless fragments continued to flood her mind: Jiang Yan's lips, Jiang Yan's saliva, Jiang Yan's tears, and finally, she remembered Jiang Yan's redness and swelling.

She sat there in a daze, and it took her a long time to realize that Jiang Yan hadn't asked for any compensation.

Qin Lan stood up, feeling agitated, and picked up her phone to call Ye Wei: "Go pick up Jiang Yan, drive there."

I saw that she was having trouble walking, and it's a bit dangerous to leave her outside alone.

A little while later, an unknown number called her phone. Qin Lan hung up, the person called again, Qin Lan hung up again, and the phone rang again.

Qin Lan answered the call, but was too stressed to speak.

"Qin Lan," Jiang Yan asked softly, "Are they your people?"

"I don't know," Qin Lan said irritably.

A moment of silence followed, a silence that made Qin Lan's heart race. She paced aimlessly around the room, sweat inexplicably beading on her forehead. She clutched her chest, wondering why it ached so badly there.

Jiang Yan asked her again in a hoarse voice, "Can I get in the car?"

Can these people be trusted?

"Don't ask me!" Qin Lan cursed inwardly in frustration. "Don't ask me, don't ask me, don't ask me!" The series of incidents that had occurred since last night had exceeded her expectations. She wanted to know what to do and wished none of this had ever happened. She had no mood to give advice to others or comfort anyone!

"Go ahead if you want," she said harshly, but her anxiety was growing stronger.

Qin Lan was completely bewildered, standing blankly by the window. Suddenly, a silent face appeared before her, and two streams of tears rolled down her cheeks...

She actually reached out and wiped the glass, but the figure vanished in a flash. Qin Lan remained stunned for a long time, muttering the name she disliked in confusion: "Jiang Yan?"

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Second revision

This green river severely limited my performance. Extremely. Seriously.

Please be gentle with your criticism... Although the second day is the best time to comfort the other person, put yourself in their shoes. If I woke up and found the woman I hate most in the world lying next to me... I'd throw up my dinner from the night before. At this point, although Qin Lan was physically attracted to Jiang Yan, psychologically she still considered her the person she hated most.

Even so, whether you can survive depends on fate... There's something called a Martian language/Traditional Chinese character converter; I recommend using it. [dog head with rose in hand]