Chapter 184: Chapter 45 Xiang Yiren Trains Lu Qingyun_2
Lu Qingyun stayed behind, giving the convenient excuse that since she had just lost her job, she wanted to chat with her best friend.
「Dinnertime.」
A family of four was eating dinner.
"Qingyun, you’ve spent a day at the beauty salon. How are you adapting to the new job?" Jiang Ziyan asked. "If not, we can find you another one."
"No need, I’m doing quite well," Lu Qingyun replied obediently.
Sitting across the dinner table from Sun Dasheng, Xiang Yiren asked while serving him some food, "Zi Yan, what kind of job did you arrange for your classmate?"
Jiang Ziyan put down her bowl and chopsticks and sighed. "She’s so stubborn. I offered to arrange an easier job for her as a supervisor, but she refused, insisting on starting from the very bottom."
Xiang Yiren, who frequented the salon, understood what she meant. She looked at Lu Qingyun with some surprise. "That’s not easy. The clients are all women, and they can be very difficult to please. Plus, starting as a beautician from the bottom means you also have to find time to learn professional skills. It’s a tough role."
"Sister Yiren, I’m not afraid," Lu Qingyun said, following Jiang Ziyan’s example of addressing her. "Could it possibly be harder than my old accounting job, where I worked overtime day and night?"
"That’s true," Xiang Yiren nodded.
Hearing she had been an accountant at a large company for three years, Sun Dasheng became interested. "Are there still companies that dare to fire their finance staff these days?"
Lu Qingyun smiled faintly. "My deputy manager wasn’t very bright. The moment I walked out the door, I reported them to the tax bureau. I had all the evidence of their tax evasion. A few days later, the company was in the news for being fined 6,000,000."
Sun Dasheng looked at her with a hint of surprise. This woman is quite interesting. She wasn’t just boasting; she really has some skill.
It didn’t take her long to stand out from the other beauticians and become the salon’s star performer. Jiang Ziyan promptly promoted her best friend to supervisor, and no one below her had any complaints. She had earned the position through genuine ability. In one leap, Lu Qingyun went from a junior accountant earning less than ten thousand a month to a star salesperson earning twenty to thirty thousand a month.
「Another weekend arrived.」
Lu Qingyun arrived at the door carrying large and small bags of gifts.
"Qingyun, you didn’t have to bring so many things!" Xiang Yiren greeted her.
After spending some time together, their relationship had progressed rapidly, especially since Lu Qingyun always provided impeccable service whenever Xiang Yiren visited the beauty salon.
"Is Zi Yan not at home?" Lu Qingyun asked, looking around the living room from the sofa.
"You’re asking me? Don’t you know she flew to Europe yesterday to research products for the salon?" Xiang Yiren replied, smiling at her.
Lu Qingyun subconsciously lowered her head. What a sharp woman. No wonder she’s the one who can outshine my best friend, Jiang Ziyan. She saw right through my little scheme in an instant.
She had, in fact, deliberately chosen to visit while her best friend was away.
"Qingyun, you don’t have to be nervous. I’m not some man-eating tiger," Xiang Yiren joked, dispelling the awkward tension.
"Sister Yiren, you know everything?" Lu Qingyun decided to be frank, knowing that lying to this woman would be useless.
Xiang Yiren brushed a strand of hair from her ear and leaned closer. She pinched Lu Qingyun’s chest, then patted her bottom, nodding in satisfaction. "Have you been working out recently?"
"Yes, I’ve been training hard lately," Lu Qingyun nodded.
"That’s the right thing to do. Brother Sun particularly likes a woman to be well-toned in these two areas. You looked a bit flabby before, probably from a long period of inactivity. To see results so quickly means you have a good natural foundation."
Xiang Yiren’s blunt words made Lu Qingyun lower her head in embarrassment. In terms of worldly experience, she and Xiang Yiren were in completely different leagues.
Seeing her reaction, Xiang Yiren chuckled. "What’s there to be shy about? It’s perfectly natural for a beautiful woman to seek a good man to rely on. There’s no need to be ashamed."
"Sister Yiren, you don’t dislike me?" Lu Qingyun asked, still finding it hard to believe.
"Dislike you? Why would I dislike you? For trying to seduce my man?" Xiang Yiren’s words were as direct as ever, causing Lu Qingyun to lower her head even further.
A hand lifted her chin. "Don’t look down, it’s not attractive. That’s right... just like that. Lift your head. You’re a good-looking woman, so be more confident. Head up, chest out. That’s how you’ll attract a man."
Xiang Yiren was coaching her step-by-step. Seeing the other woman’s confused eyes, she asked, "You want to know why I’m willing to accept you, don’t you? Or rather, why I’m willing to share my man with so many other women?"
Lu Qingyun nodded frantically.
"Women are selfish. Of course, I’m not truly willing. As for why my actions contradict my feelings... I won’t tell you just yet. You’ll find out soon enough," Xiang Yiren said cryptically, leaving Lu Qingyun even more puzzled. But since she wasn’t willing to elaborate, Lu Qingyun didn’t press the issue.
"Wait here a moment, I’ll be right back."
With that, Xiang Yiren left her waiting in the living room. Before long, she returned downstairs.
"Go take a shower first. I’ve already prepared a change of clothes for you. Oh, and the bathroom is the one at the very end of the hall on the second floor. Don’t go into the wrong one, okay?"
After saying this, she went to the kitchen to get busy. Head swimming with confusion, Lu Qingyun went upstairs.
Not long after, Sun Dasheng came home.
"Brother Sun, you’re back! Come and try the black-bone chicken and bullwhip soup I just made."
Sun Dasheng had barely finished changing his shoes when a bowl of pitch-black soup was placed in his hands. He was bewildered. She’s acting a bit strange today.
"Why does this soup sound so improper?" Sun Dasheng asked. Of course, it looked rather improper too, with its unappealing color.
"It’s to nourish you," Xiang Yiren said. After helping him with his shoes, she took a small sip herself to show the tonic was safe, then personally fed the rest to him.
"How is it?" she asked, holding the empty bowl.
Sun Dasheng smacked his lips. "The taste is so-so."
"Do you feel anything?" Xiang Yiren asked.
Sun Dasheng pinched her cheek. "You little devil, are you trying to poison me? Plotting to murder your own husband?"
Xiang Yiren threw herself into his arms, feigning hurt. "You’re wronging me! I tasted the soup myself to make sure it was fine before giving it to you. I just wanted to help nourish your body."
The pressure from the big rascals on her chest made his heart pound. A wave of heat washed over his body, and he was about to take her right there and then, but she laughed and dodged away.
"It seems the tonic is working. Brother Sun, I’m going to wash the bowl. You go to the room and wait for me."
Watching her swaying hips as she walked away, Sun Dasheng thought to himself, What a little temptress. My body is already this strong, and she still makes me some potent tonic soup. Let’s see how you plan to put out this fire later. It seems she’s already forgotten her past suffering and the times she begged for mercy on her knees.
Indeed, putting out his fire was a challenge. But it wasn’t a challenge she had set for herself—she wasn’t that foolish. The task of solving this problem was meant for someone else.
He had just stepped into the bedroom and stripped naked in seconds. As he rushed towards the bathroom to shower, he suddenly noticed a stirring on the bed.
"Who’s there?"
His sudden question startled whatever was under the covers. There’s something alive in there.
He walked closer and yanked the quilt off the bed, revealing a woman’s body. The woman was wearing only transparent lingerie. She lay quietly on the bed, her eyes meeting his directly.
He recognized her at a glance: it was Jiang Ziyan’s classmate, Lu Qingyun. And wasn’t that lingerie the same Passion Q set he had bought for Xiang Yiren and the others?
Case closed, he thought. No wonder she was acting so strange today, making him some tonic soup out of the blue.
Lying on the bed, Lu Qingyun saw the man just standing there after pulling off the covers, not making a move. She grew anxious. Come on! Fire away!