She asked Yes to help Fu Siming upstairs.
When the door opened, Song Xingyao was sitting on the bay window with her laptop in hand. Her thin house dress was being blown around by the open window, making her look like a piece of paper, swaying in the wind.
Upon seeing the door open, assuming it was Qi's mother, Song Xingyao stood up.
Unexpectedly, it was Ye Si, with a completely drunk Fu Siming leaning against her. She walked slowly, unlike last time when she was in a hurry, and said softly, "Thank you, I'm sorry to trouble you."
Without showing any temper or emotion, she simply unbuttoned his coat, wiped his face and neck, and then took the honey water that Aunt Qi brought over and fed it to him.
After finishing her work, Song Xingyao saw Ye Si still standing by the door. "Mr. Ye? Is there... anything else?"
Ye Sicai suddenly came to his senses. He realized that his prying was somewhat impolite, but he wanted to ask something. However, he was unsure of his position, so he eventually turned and left.
"I'll see you downstairs." Song Xingyao gestured for him to go downstairs.
The man on the bed groaned uncomfortably, but Song Xingyao didn't turn around.
Yes sensed that something had happened between the two of them, and the atmosphere was a bit strange, but he really had no reason to speak.
On his way away from Haiyan, he recalled Song Xingyao's calm and practiced movements just now, and the nervousness he had shown during her last visit was gone from her face.
A faint scent of orange blossom wafted from the woman's breath, and his throat felt dry, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
He gave a helpless twitch of his lips. Damn it, he was such a jerk for having such thoughts about his brother's woman.
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