Chapter 164 Tonights the Night of Consummation (1/2)

Ying Qingcang had extended the lounge area behind his office; he had been staying there for the past month. Still, tonight he was forced to return.

Standing outside the door of the master bedroom, he forced himself to calm down and suppress the coldness in his eyes. Here was the haven he had once shared with Xin Qing; it was once his favorite place. But now, it was occupied by a disgusting woman.

He opened the door and was met with a voice whose tone was a mixture of nervousness and joy. ”Oh, you're back!” Ying Qingcang raised his head, and darkness instantly filled the depths of his eyes. He clenched his hands into fists. ”Are you done with the pill?”

Smirking, Tang Shuang ran towards him and tugged his arm. ”You've been busy with that buyout thingy, and we haven't even spent our first night together as a married couple yet. Now that you're back, why are you still asking about that woman? I don't like it!” she said, acting like a spoiled and petulant child.

The meager silk fabric of the lingerie did a poor job in covering the twin mounds of her chest. Tang Shuang deliberately rubbed herself against Ying Qingcang while glancing down at her own snowy, white figure in satisfaction. Little did she know that the only thing Ying Qingcang felt about her body was disgust.

”Haven't I told you before? She's in that state in order to save my life. You don't want me to keep carrying that debt in my heart, do you?” Ying Qingcang said. With a blank expression, he released his arm from her grip, retrieved his pajamas, and then walked into the bathroom.

Tang Shuang stared at Ying Qingcang as he shut the door. She wanted to join him, but she was too embarassed. She stood outside the door and asked, ”Do you want me to scrub your back? In our village, women are required to scrub the back of their man.”

”No need. I'll come out after a quick shower. Sleep first if you're tired.” The sound of water running was heard after that. Tang Shuang was hung up on the fact that Ying Qingcang was about to come out. She smiled, covered her face, and leaped onto the bed. She crawled under the covers before she suddenly paused in thought. Then she got up and switched off the lights, leaving only the beside lamp on.

Ying Qingcang emerged shortly. His steps faltered when he noticed that all the lights had been switched off. He resumed walking towards the bed, where he saw Tang Shuang lying there, staring at him expectantly. He turned around to leave.

”Ying Qingcang!” Tang Shuang cried out in a hurt voice.

Ying Qingcang halted at the door. ”I'll be back soon.”

Overwhelmed by frustration, Tang Shuang stared at the gaping doorway. Ying Qingcang returned a few minutes later with a glass of milk in his hand.

”Having a glass of milk before bed is good for you,” he said, handing the glass to her. After that, he released a few awkward coughs.

”Thank you!” Tang Shuang's heart nearly leaped out of her rib cage with joy. ”So Ying Qingcang is feeling shy!” she thought. ”Does it mean that he's starting to like me?” A sweet sensation flooded Tang Shuang's heart. She would officially become Mrs. Ying after tonight!

After Tang Shuang finished the glass of milk, Ying Qingcang drew the covers aside and climbed into bed. Tang Shuang wanted to snuggle up to him, but was once again too shy to act on her desires. Just when she was debating with herself whether to reach out to him, she felt a sudden warmth on her waist. Ying Qingcang's hand traced her waist line before it slid upwards, bit by bit.

To every young woman, wedding nights were always characterized by endless fantasy and anticipation. Tang Shuang gazed at the man on top of her, savoring his gentle treatment of her. Little by little, the man took her with him as they soared towards a place she had never been before. When she was finally there, it felt as if though she had gone to paradise. When it was all over, she clung to the man's body as she passed out in a bout of shudders.

”Come on, man. It's not like you actually touched her. All you did was lay on the same bed as her for a short while. Do you really have to take three showers?” Young Master Shen said, rolling his eyes at him.

Young Master Shen had been watching Ying Qingcang taking endless trips to the bathroom since early that morning.

”Damn it. Why do you have to mention it again? Do you know much it took me to feel just a tad bit cleaner? Great. Now I feel disgusted again,” Ying Qingcang said and then he ran into the bathroom for his fourth shower that morning.

When he came out later, Young Master Shen asked, ”You sure that drug's going to work? Will she really hallucinate and think that you've slept with her?”

”Boss Wan found it, so it probably works,” said Ying Qingcang. ”Even with her medical skills, she won't find out anything unless she took her own pulse in that moment. She won't be able to find out anything after a night.”

Young Master Shen suddenly chuckled. ”What about the blood? How did you pull that off?”

”Don't know. Uncle Fu probably slaughtered a chicken or something.”

Ying Qingcang waved his hand. ”Enough. Let's not talk about this anymore. You can get your people to relax now. Boss Wan said he might have a way to cure Xin Qing's headache once and for all.”

”Wonderful! Tell him to hurry up. Although we're using Tang Shuang to bait out the mastermind, we still can't keep Xiao Qingqing on tenterhooks like this. Everyone's a nervous wreck at this point,” Young Master Shen said. Suddenly, Young Master Shen's eyes glinted brightly. ”I suggest you start attending more parties and bring that woman with you. Let everyone know that you're happy with her. The better you treat her, the more danger she'll be in, and the sooner the mastermind will make his move.”

Ying Qingcang smirked. ”I'm thinking the same thing.” He pressed a call button on his desk. ”Ah Nan, get in here.”

The door was pushed open, and Ah Nan entered. ”Young Master?”

”See if you can fit in more parties into my schedule. I'll attend as long as it's suitable,” Ying Qingcang said. Ah Nan took a moment to process the directive before he nodded. ”I understand,” Ah Nan said, then he paused in hesitation. ”Young Master, the old master said he's sending some people over for supervision...”

”Oh?” Ying Qingcang laughed. ”It's been many years since he pulled this kind of gimmick. I wonder why he's thinking of sending someone over now!”

Ah Nan pondered for a moment. Then he said, ”Probably as a gesture of reconciliation. Because the person he's sending over is Elder Li.”

”Haha!” Young Master Shen cracked up. ”Elder Li is your dad's loyal sidekick! ”Sending Elder Li here for a supervison?” said Young Master Shen. ”I mean, come on. That's just a waste of resources. This is obviously an olive branch. Look, just quit the tough guy act when the guy gets here later. No quarrel between a father and son can last more than a night, after all!”