Wen Qiao was thinking of taking advantage of this trip back to pack a couple of simple clothes, and didn't expect it to take long. She didn't even close the door after returning to her room.
Just as she found her clothes, she heard a slight retching sound, as if she was feeling quite unwell.
She paused for a moment, initially not wanting to get involved.
She knew that Shen Jichuan must be in the second-floor bathroom.
Shen Jichuan is a demanding person who expresses himself directly. He genuinely dislikes Wen Qiao, so naturally he doesn't give her a friendly look.
At first, he wouldn't allow Wen Qiao to use the bathroom on the second floor.
Wen Qiao can only wash up on it.
Everyone else has to go downstairs.
Therefore, it is only used for washing and rinsing in the morning and evening.
I wipe it clean every time I use it.
Shen Jichuan saw that there was no problem, so he tacitly allowed her to use the sink.
Wen Qiao was aware of her situation and didn't make too many demands.
But now, ...
Since they lived together, she had to pretend to care at least a little.
If we could win over Shen Jichuan's heart.
After that, when she and Shen Haiyang had a falling out, Shen Jichuan might still feel a little sorry for her.
Of course, Wen Qiao wasn't confident enough to think that she could win over Shen Jichuan with her beauty.
He treated her like a junior, so she should just treat Shen Jichuan as an uncle in her heart.
Wen Qiao put down the clothes in her hand and walked towards the bathroom door on the second floor.
The bathroom door was slightly ajar, revealing only Shen Jichuan's broad back and water droplets dripping from his hair.
He leaned against the sink and splashed water on his face.
Wen Qiao stood behind and asked softly, "Are you alright?"
The man did not respond.
He just muttered in a low voice, "This foreign liquor has a strong aftereffect."
The second floor was quiet to begin with, and he spoke very softly, but Wen Qiao still heard him.
She didn't say much.
The foreign liquor was indeed very potent; both the Zhao father and son were completely drunk.
On her way back, she was still thinking about it.
Shen Jichuan is really amazing; he single-handedly drank the Zhao family father and son under the table.
Unexpectedly, he has an exceptionally high level of patience.
I can't do it when I get home.
Seeing that he almost lost his balance, Wen Qiao instinctively went in to support him.
"Hold on tight, I'll help you back to your room to lie down."
The man had vomited and flushed, but the bathroom still smelled strongly of alcohol.
Wen Qiao frowned subconsciously.
Whether in her past life or this life, she was just a little girl.
He was only in his early twenties when he died in his previous life.
They can't learn to hide their emotions and expressions.
Shen Jichuan could see the disgust in her eyes at a glance.
"You dislike me?" he asked, looking at Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao explained, "I don't mind, it's just that the smell is a bit strong."
She was telling the truth; Shen Jichuan had vomited and cleaned up, but the bathroom did indeed smell quite strong.
It's normal for her to have some complaints, and besides, she didn't say she disliked it.
What is he angry about?
The man struggled to stand, holding onto the sink.
Wen Qiao only wanted him to stay upright, so she hugged his arm tightly and held on.
He was tall and imposing, while she was slender and petite.
The difference in strength was already quite large; even when Shen Jichuan was drunk, he was still like a small mountain.
In the physical contact, Shen Jichuan put most of his strength on Wen Qiao.
The woman had a faint soapy scent, which came from her clothes, but she also seemed to have other pleasant fragrances about her.
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