Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
Song Qingchun had drunk a fair amount during dinner, so not long after she followed Cheng Qingchong into the private room, she needed to use the bathroom.
Before they parted, Su Zhinian pulled Cheng Qingchong aside, when Song Qingchun was not looking, and ordered his secretary to stick close to Song Qingchun. Therefore, when Song Qingchun said she had to use the bathroom, she put down the popcorn in her hands without hesitation and followed her out.
The bathroom only had one stall open, and Cheng Qingchong allowed Song Qingchun to use it first.
When Song Qingchun went in, Cheng Qingchong entered another stall that had just been vacated. Song Qingchun told Cheng Qingchong she would wait for her outside before exiting the bathroom.
When Song Qingchun was washing her hands at the counter, she glanced at the mirror and caught a familiar figure. Even though the other person was only showing her back, Song Qingchun could identify her easily as Tang Nuan, who she had not seen for a long time.
Tang Nuan was wearing a tight-fitting red dress that barely went past her buttocks. Even in deep winter, the woman was only wearing a thin layer of silk stockings. She was caught in a passionate embrace with a man, smooching the house down.
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Lost in the passion of the moment, the manâs meaty hand, which was on her back, started to slither down her waist toward her buttocks. In the end, the man even snuck his fingers underneath her dress.
Tang Nuan moaned shyly before pulling her lips away from the manâs face. Then, she untangled her arms that were circling the manâs neck and moved them toward the manâs unruly fingers. She pulled his hand out and smoothed down her ruffled dress before slapping the man coquettishly on his arm.
The man chuckled softly before leaning into her ears to whisper something. Song Qingchun couldnât hear what the man said, but she saw Tang Nuan raise her hands to slap her partnerâs arm jokingly a few more times before adding, "Stop kidding around. Iâll wait for you when the dinner is over tonight."
"Okay." The man pecked her twice on her cheeks before releasing the hand that was hugging her waist. "Go back to the room to wait for me; I have to use the bathroom."
He then proceeded to slap Tang Nuan on her butt.
As two of them parted, Song Qingchun finally had a good look of the man kissing Tang Nuan. It was a middle-aged man.
As the man walked toward the bathroom, Tang Nuanâs gaze also turned that way. When she saw Song Qingchun, there was visible shock in her eyes before she continued to smile sheepishly at the middle-aged man as if she hadnât seen Song Qingchun. It was not until the man walked into the bathroom that she retracted her smile, and her gaze scanned Song Qingchunâs coldly. Their eyes met through the mirror for about three seconds before Tang Nuan huffed lazily and turned to walk away in her heels.
However, Tang Nuan only took two steps before Song Qingchun crumpled the paper napkin in her palms and tossed it into the trashcan. Then, she chased after Tang Nuan. She blocked the womanâs way and glared right into her eyes. There was fury burning in Song Qingchunâs eyes, and even her voice was crackling with anger. "Tang Nuan, do you know what youâre doing? How can you even face Brother Yinan, who treats you so nicely?"
Even without her history with Tang Nuan and Qin Yinan, Song Qingchun would have been pissed witnessing Tang Nuan cheat on him based on Song Qingchunâs childhood friendship with Qin Yinan alone.
She berated Tang Nuan without holding back. "Has your head been kicked by a mull, how can you do something so disgustingâ½"
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