110 Ism Not Wearing Any Clothes (2/2)
Fan Shixin began to curse and swear in his head upon hearing his words.
”May I ask what's the condition of Young Sir now?”
”He should be coming to within a few hours. There's not much to worry about,” said the director.
”Thank you, Director. Sorry to have disturbed you at this late hour,” Fan Shixin said in thanks.
”No problem.”
”Well… Director, may I ask if men can still become erect while under influence of the drug?” An Xiaoning asked awkwardly.
Feeling a little embarrassed, Fan Shixin turned away, his ears flushed red.
”Um…” The quick-witted Director cleared his throat, as he knew instantly the reason behind An Xiaoning's question. Needless to say, it must have been a woman who had drugged Jin Qingyan.
”Mrs. Jin, I can tell you this confidently, there is certainly no way for an erection to occur while being knocked out of his senses from the drug. This is different from alcohol or drug abuse, for one would still be conscious, though not fully, in those cases. Whereas in this case, he was completely unconscious.”
An Xiaoning felt a huge relief, as if a boulder had been lifted off her shoulders, upon hearing his words. With a nod, she said in response, ”Thank you so much, Director. I hope you will keep this incident of my husband to yourself.”
”That's for sure. Mr. Jin has always been donating to the hospital out of charity, annually. Rest assured, Mrs. Jin, I'll keep mum about it.”
She nodded approvingly, a smile forming on her face.
Upon arriving home, An Xiaoning took a look at the time on her watch, only to realize that it was already two o'clock in the morning before she had even noticed.
To her surprise, she was not weary at all, despite how late it was. She sat on the edge of the bed with a cup of hot tea on the table beside her.
He had almost… let her down completely.
Almost… he was so close…
Fortunately, she did not act on impulse. After all, there was no way she could let herself be eliminated, despite her marriage being tough to safeguard.
She reached a hand out to caress his face and his smooth, supple, yet tender skin. How does such a manly man like him have such great skin? His pores could not even be seen at all, she thought to herself.
She was green with envy, for she did not even have skin as good as his, despite being a woman.
It had been a long day, indeed.
She retracted her hand and stood by the window while holding onto her cup of tea.
The backyard was brightly lit; the security team carried out their patrolling duties in shifts and assembled uniformly in rows.
She had completely lost track of time while looking out of the window. The initially hot cup of tea had already turned cold.
It had been a while since she had come to touch with her own thoughts, alone.
She was strongly deprived of love.
Yet, she had always told herself to never be insecure and cave in to temptations of frivolous relationships, no matter how deprived she had felt. However, she finally realized how difficult it was to practice what she preached.
Nun Jingxin was the only person she had spent her life with, ever since her adoptive parents had abandoned her on the mountains.
Perhaps, if she had met more people and experienced more in life, she would have never made the grave mistake of marrying Shi Shaochuan. Perhaps then, she would have never married Jin Qingyan so casually.
However, she did not regret her decision to marry him; rather, she regretted not realizing some things sooner.
But then again, isn't that just part and parcel of growing as a person?
One is bound to have regrets in life, but ultimately, what matters most is treasuring what you have and living in the moment.
”Xiaoning…”
A hoarse voice began to speak. An Xiaoning turned around and made eye contact with him.
Watching as he sat on the bed unscathed, An Xiaoning was suddenly overwhelmed with emotions. Tears began to well up in her eyes, strangely enough. ”You almost died in Chi Rui'er's arms. If I didn't manage to rush there in time, you probably would have made the headlines tomorrow morning, Jin Qinyan!” she exclaimed.