I, Quan Huan (Modern Chapter) 11

Chapter 11

In the afternoon, the sponsor’s dresses that Xiao Ye mentioned were sent over. It just so happened that there were no announcements. Zhu Qing Huan was holding the two big boxes, standing by Nanyang’s door and hesitating, not knowing whether she should knock on the door.

　　Nanyang sat on the window sill with a book, listening to the footsteps pace outside the door. She did not take the initiative to open the door. She gave Qing Huan the choice of meeting. When Qing Huan was ready to meet her, she would open the door. If Qing Huan didn’t want to see her after thinking about it, then she wouldn’t bother.

　　It’s just that the book in her hand hasn’t had its pages flipped for a long time.

　　The door was finally knocked. Nanyang curled her lips in relief. She put down her book and went to the door, opening the door for Qing Huan.

　　Zhu Qing Huan hugged the dress box, pondered for a moment, and said, “I heard Xiao Ye say that you promised to attend the charity dinner?”

Nanyang gave a hm.

　　”You have to be prepared. Now the enthusiasm of our marriage news is still high. Once you show your face, you will definitely be unable to have peace in the future.” When Zhu Qing Huan spoke, her charming eyebrows were warm and soft. “Every time you go out. You’ll have to wear a mask and sunglasses, it’s impossible to go to shopping malls and restaurants openly. When you go out, someone will stare at you, or even harass you. Did you really think about it?”

　　Nanyang looked at the dress box in her arms with a very light smile: “After that, I will stay at home all the time.”

　　”You won’t go out for the rest of your life?” Zhu Qing Huan was helpless.

　　Nanyang was silent for a moment and whispered: “As long as you go home, I will stay at home for the rest of my life.”

　　Zhu Qing Huan was taken aback.

　　A lifetime?

　　The “lifetime” of a rich person is so light that they can make a promise to a person they’ve only known for a short time. Their words are only pleasant to hear. If other people heard such words, they would probably to be deceived to tears.

　　”Do you want to try on the clothes?” Nanyang interrupted her thoughts.

　　Zhu Qing Huan restrained her emotions and nodded: “The sponsor sent the dresses.”

　　”Come to my room or go to your room to try it on?”

　　”…I’m fine with whatever.” 

“Come in.”

　　Zhu Qing Huan was confused and walked in with Nanyang, not thinking at all that they could actually try their outfits in their respective rooms.

　　She opened the box and inside were two couple-style red dresses. There are no other colors, just pure red with simple tailoring and full design stitching, which complemented Zhu Qing Huan’s beautiful face. The sponsor clearly sent the dresses with Zhu Qing Huan’s build and temperament in mind. It’s a pity that the sponsor had never seen Nanyang and gave her the same red dress. If the designer saw the cold and snowy Nanyang with his own eyes, he would really want to put the red dress in the dyeing vat to make it white.

　　Nanyang usually only wears white shirts and she does not wear white T-shirts. She only wears shirts. The color of the shirt is at best the difference between snow white, tea white, moon white and milk white. If she needs to wear a coat or down jacket, it must be white. It doesn’t matter what she wore, it must be white. The only exception to this were her pants. Zhu Qing Huan was worried that she would not accept the dress, “I’ll ask for another dress…”

　　”Why do you want to change it?” Nanyang bent down and gently touched the soft cloth in the box with her fingertips, showing no expression on her face. “Do you think it would look bad if I wear it?”

　　”No…” Zhu Qing Huan pursed her lips, “Can you wear this?”

　　”Can accept it.”

　　Nanyang looked at the dress for a while, then suddenly straightened up. She got up and began to quietly take off her clothes.

　　She lowered her eyes, her complexion was as usual, her slender fingers unbuttoned the white shirt one by one, revealing the white underwear inside. She is very thin, her skin is a cold white, the kind of exquisite color that can only be cultivated by spending years without ever seeing the sun, but there are many long strips of scars on such exquisite skin, which looks like a sharp weapon. After taking off her shirt, she began to take off her pants. As soon as the zipper of the black bottoms was unzipped, a flat and tight belly was exposed. The sunlight outside the window hit her skin obliquely and outlined the graceful outline of her abdominal muscles.

　　It is a good-looking body that must’ve been exercised regularly. Every bulging bone and muscle was perfectly placed.

　　It’s really hard to maintain a 35-year-old body like this.

　　Zhu Qing Huan had not reacted yet, she was staring closely at the every move of the woman changing clothes. Her eyes followed Nanyang’s movements, watching her strip herself down to just her underwear little by little. She does not seem to realize that this is a very rude thing to do.

　　The dress is a tube top. Nanyang’s fingers are on her underwear buttons and she was about to unbutton it when she turns her head to look towards Zhu Qing Huan: “Should I take it off?”

　　　Zhu Qing Huan snapped back to her senses, hastily retracted her gaze and hurriedly said, “You… you don’t have to right now. I will have them send no show underwear for dresses tomorrow.”

　　Why did she stay here and watch Nanyang change her clothes?

　　How could such an intimate and private thing happen between them?

　　Zhu Qing Huan picked up her dress box and walked straight to the door, not caring what Nanyang was doing. Her mind was confused and she even forgot that the moment she opened the door, someone might see Nanyang without clothes from the outside and just left. Fortunately, she still remembered to close the door when she left.

　　Nanyang watched her suddenly leave and stopped taking the dress.

　　Is Qing Huan… shy?

　　When she left, there seemed to be a little red on her ears.

　　After a long time, Nanyang smiled lightly, lowered her head, and gently stroked her shoulder blades and collarbone with her fingers then touched her lower abdomen.

　　She didn’t know how many times Qing Huan had kissed these places and now she’s shy just from looking at it.

　　Nanyang’s fingers slowly moved up again and when they moved to where her heart is, the emotions under her eyes suddenly stopped. Her warmth gradually cooled down and became ice.

　　Her fingertips moved slightly and lightly touched a scar there.

　　.

　　Dinnertime soon arrived.

　　During the day, Zhu Qing Huan went to catch two more announcements. Xiao Ye followed her around and sent her home in the afternoon. She went back to the room and changed into her dress with some light makeup.

　　Nanyang had already changed into her dress and waited for her in the living room in advance.

　　When Zhu Qing Huan came downstairs, she saw Nanyang wearing the red dress and was lost for a moment.

　　It is strange that even if this woman wears red, she still feels that she is extraordinarily cold, like a handful of snow wrapped in flames. The extreme contrast between the person and clothes made her look more mysterious and charming. It made people unconsciously want to get closer to her, to look at the cold white skin of her neck and shoulders, and watch her press her lips together. The stained spot on her lips was shining with wet marks. It seems that only by looking at her could they be sure that she is a real woman.

　　So lovely. It made Zhu Qing Huan not want to take Nanyang out.

　　She didn’t know what was up with her and she couldn’t figure it out.

　　Maybe people will instinctively have exclusive thoughts about things that are too beautiful.

　　She didn’t have time to dwell too long because of the WeChat’s humming and shaking. Zhu Qing Huan walked to the gate hurriedly and called Nanyang: “Let’s go, hurry up or we’ll be late.”

　　Nanyang followed her without saying a word.

　　The two got into the nanny car that Xiao Ye parked at the door. Xiao Ye turned her head from the driver’s seat and saw Nanyang, who was closing the door and asked with a startled expression: “Who’s artist are you? Why are you at Zhu Zhu’s house?”

　　Nanyang lowered her eyes and said lightly, “I’m not an artist.”

　　As soon as she opened her mouth, Xiao Ye recognized her voice. Nanyang had been called hers two days ago, telling her about some things. Xiao Ye’s mouth was wide open, big enough to stuff three egg, and the two words Zhu Qing Huan said to her that day echoed back and forth in her mind—

　　”Very ugly.”

　　She was wrong. It turned out that beauty and money can really exist at the same time.

　　”Boss Nan, Nan, Nan, I…” Xiao Ye couldn’t restrain the smile on her face, “I didn’t expect that you…you…I am honored to meet you, you are so beautiful! I didn’t expect… “

　　Xiao Ye, start driving or we are going to be late.” Zhu Qing Huan thoughtfully reminded Xiao Ye about the party.

　　　Xiao Ye glared at Zhu Qing Huan, seemingly complaining that she was out there talking nonsense about Nanyang’s face and spreading bad rumors.

　　”Zhu Zhu, I’m serious,” Xiao Ye started the engine, “I think your fans who came out of the pit will come back soon. You only need to post your couple photos on Weibo. The group of people who originally called your wife ugly will all wish to become your love rivals.”

　　”Really?” Zhu Qing Huan couldn’t help but smile, “When they all become my love rivals, won’t the bullying be even worse?”

　　Xiao Ye opened her mouth and was speechless.

　　Nanyang remained silent but stared at Zhu Qing Huan closely, noticing the tired bloodshot eyes.

　　Tired after working all day.

　　”You sleep for a while.” Nanyang said suddenly.

　　”I’m fine, not very sleepy.” Zhu Qing Huan reluctantly put on a smile.

　　Whether she was sleepy or not, Nanyang knew better than she did. Nanyang had been with her for centuries. Nanyang could tell what she was thinking of at the moment just from the raise and fall of her lips and eyebrows.

　　When Qing Huan is sleepy, the whole person becomes a little disoriented, but she also likes to be strong. Once, when she poured sugar into Nanyang’s milk, her eyes were as dull as a dead person. Nanyang told her, “Go to sleep first. I don’t need to drink milk.” She shook her head hard and replied, “I’m not sleepy. Master must drink milk before going to bed.” Then, two seconds after she finished speaking this sentence, her head fell and plunged into the milk bowl. Nanyang hurriedly fished her face out of the milk. When it was taken out, she was still asleep.

　　Zhu Qing Huan opened her drooping eyelids and glanced at Nanyang, “…Are you not wearing makeup?”

　　Nanyang did not wear makeup. She didn’t need it. Every part of her face was born just right and there is no need for decoration.

　　”I don’t know how to put on makeup.” Nanyang replied.

　　Xiao Ye interrupted and said, “Boss Nan should at least put on lipstick, right?” 

Zhu Qing Huan raised her eyes to look at her, “Do you want it? I have some in my bag.”

　　Nanyang was silent for a moment, then said: “You want me to apply it, I’ll apply it.”

　　”Then apply it.” All the female celebrities who were present must have put on lipstick. Nanyang would stick out with her paler lips.

　　”I can’t do it, you help me.”

　　Nan Yang said lightly.

　　She really couldn’t. She hasn’t even ever touched this kind of thing before. If she did it by herself, her trembling hands would paint her mouth into a horror scene.

　　”…Okay.”

　　Zhu Qing Huan agreed gently. She took out her cosmetic bag and asked Nanyang to choose a color but Nan Yang asked her to choose so she picked a Dior 740 color number. The color is a cold maple leaf color, dark red with warm brown orange, which matches their dresses

　　Zhu Qing Huan twisted out a little lipstick, turned sideways, and forced herself to apply lipstick to Nanyang with sleepy eyes.

　　She was so sleepy that when she lowered her eyes to stare at Nan Yang’s lips, they were basically closed.

　　Nanyang looked at her sleepy face and couldn’t speak with the sticky lipstick still being applied to her mouth. She watched the part of Zhu Qing Huan’s eyes that remained opened become smaller and smaller, until finally, the hand holding the lipstick dropped. The same was true for her sunken head.

　　Nanyang immediately raised her right hand and caught her face.

　　It really caught Zhu Qing Huan’s face, the soft cheeks smacked into Nanyang’s cold palm, the weight of her entire head was transferred to Nanyang’s hand, and the soft flesh on the side of the face was cutely smooshed. Her lips were pouted a little.

　　When her hand dropped, the lipstick made a red streak on Nanyang’s face.

　　Nanyang didn’t mind her face being soiled, she just quietly watched Qing Huan sleeping in her palm without blinking.

　　After a long while, the corners of her lips finally couldn’t help but slowly curl up.

　　This was the first time she had such a gentle smile on her face when there were outsiders.

　　Why is she still a child who sleeps whenever she’s sleepy?

　　Xiao Ye secretly looked back in the rear-view mirror. She saw Nanyang holding Qing Huan’s small face, steadily still, her eyes seemed to reflect only Qing Huan alone. While looking at the person in the palm of her hand with a smile, Nanyang raised her other hand and gently wiped the lipstick from the corner of her mouth with her thumb. It was as if she was wiping blood from the corner of her mouth.

　　Xiao Ye made a mental note of inexplicably sexy this action was.

　　The car drove for an hour, Nanyang held her palm straight for an hour.

　　For an entire hour, motionless.

　　Xiao Ye still kept a calm expression on her face, but her heart had exploded long ago.

　　One hour! Doesn’t her hand hurt?! How could there be such a gentle person in this world!!!

Author’s Theater
Nanyang: Of course it hurts… TAT

TL note
I wheeze at Qing Huan just snoozing at the drop of a hat and faceplanting into whatever she was doing. Imagine if Nanyang didn’t fish her out of the milk though…
The end, heroine dies from drowning in milk

I just noticed that there’s such a thing as the Author’s theater… I’m going back to add them all now. Come revisit the previous chapters with me as I add these little comedic extras ^^

TL’s basement
I don’t think editor’s coming back

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