Chapter 41 — The Legendary...

"The left leg—at the top of the thigh," Wei Zhao answered truthfully, assuming this was part of the statement being taken down.

"Oh, let me see. Is it here?" Qiu Lingshan pursed her lips and reached out to feel the top of Wei Zhao's left thigh, as if examining it—though she actually pressed with considerable force.

Qiu Lingshan was delighted, her little face flushed pink with excitement. She could almost see Wei Zhao howling in agony—that's for mocking me, that's for leering at me. Today I'll show you what this young lady is made of. You'll beg for life and death alike and get neither.

"Hiss..." Wei Zhao sucked in a sharp breath, a strange expression crossing his face. Is this girl out of her mind? Who examines someone's injury like that? With that much force? Fortunately his endurance was formidable; otherwise he would have cried out long ago.

When Wei Zhao failed to produce the expected howls of agony, Qiu Lingshan was a little disappointed. Could it be that she had been too kind and not pressed hard enough? So she increased the force in her hand once more...

"Hiss... oh..." Wei Zhao finally could not hold back a low growl. What the hell—was this any way to play? He was just about to curse aloud when a startled cry came from the doorway of the ward.

"Phew... Yao-yao, what are they doing?" Shen Yushu asked Gu Mengyao beside her, her face flushed.

"Xiao-shu, we can't watch anymore... if we keep watching, we won't stay pure..." Gu Mengyao's face was red too. "They're doing something very wicked..."

"Oh." Shen Yushu was naturally not so naive as to understand nothing. "Sister Lingshan is so bold, doing that kind of thing in a hospital... could this be the legendary **?"

At that moment Qiu Lingshan had her back to the door, her right hand moving back and forth over the top of Wei Zhao's thigh, while Wei Zhao wore an expression of ecstasy on the verge of death. It was hard not to misunderstand.

From behind, one could not clearly see where Qiu Lingshan's hand was actually placed, so it was easy to imagine that she was helping Wei Zhao **...

Hearing the discussion at the door, Qiu Lingshan was at first baffled. Then Shen Yushu's phrase "the legendary **" jolted her to her senses. Looking at Wei Zhao's expression, it was hard to avoid misunderstanding. Her face instantly burned as if with fever, and she was just about to explain when she heard a cough.

It turned out that Uncle Qing had come to Wei Zhao's ward along with Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu. Seeing the scene before him, he had no choice but to clear his throat. "Officer Song, Mr. Lin has not yet recovered, and this is a hospital, in full public view—it is hardly the place for other activities..."

"I... I wasn't..." Qiu Lingshan truly had no way to defend herself now, and did not know how to explain to Uncle Qing.

"Never mind. Hurry up and tidy yourselves. We'll come back in a little while." Uncle Qing shook his head and led Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu out of the ward. He thought to himself: Am I getting old? Unable to keep up with the times? I really never saw it—the Officer Song I knew before was quite conservative. How is she so open today? Could she have fallen for Wei Zhao at first sight?

"Yao-yao, that Qiu Lingshan is trying to snatch food from the tiger's mouth!" Once out of the ward, Shen Yushu waved her fist angrily.

"What do you mean, snatch food from the tiger's mouth?" Gu Mengyao's face was very red; at the thought of what she had just seen, her heart pounded violently.

"Wei Zhao is your shield. What is it supposed to mean if she steals him away?" Shen Yushu said resentfully. "Yao-yao, you can't let her get away with it."

"What does that have to do with me?" Gu Mengyao snorted, growing more convinced that this Wei Zhao was no good. She had just begun to revise her impression of him, and now his image had plummeted once more. To do something so sordid in a hospital—utterly unforgivable.

"It's really unexpected. Qiu Lingshan, that famously cold beauty, would actually do something so ingratiating. Once a woman's heart is stirred, any woman can change." Shen Yushu was deeply displeased. If it had been anyone else, she would not have been so angry, but it just had to be Qiu Lingshan.

Shen Yushu and Qiu Lingshan had grown up in the same compound. Because both were very pretty, they had been the center of attention in the compound since childhood. But Qiu Lingshan was a little older than Shen Yushu and had matured earlier, so she also drew more attention from the boys.

But compared with her, Shen Yushu was more like a ***. The boys in the compound mostly looked after Shen Yushu like a little sister, rather than admiring her the way they admired Qiu Lingshan. Though Shen Yushu did not care for their admiration, the feeling still annoyed her greatly.

That was one reason. The second, and the reason Shen Yushu hated Qiu Lingshan most, was that her own brother was one of Qiu Lingshan's admirers. Shen Yushu would never forget her brother's sense of loss after Qiu Lingshan rejected his confession.

Qiu Lingshan, that girl, had actually declared arrogantly that she would not choose a man weaker than herself. That was what had driven Shen Yushu's brother, Chen Yuming, to join the army.

"Xiao-shu, you're so indignant—could it be that you've fallen for that Wei Zhao?" Gu Mengyao finally caught a whiff of something and asked Shen Yushu doubtfully.

"Me? How could I ever like him?" Shen Yushu found it absurd herself—it was simply too ridiculous a notion.

"Since you don't like him, then stop bringing him up all the time. It annoys me every time you mention him." Gu Mengyao could not tell what exactly was bothering her. Was it because she had tasted Wei Zhao's saliva? Because she had seen Wei Zhao's **? Because Wei Zhao had touched her hand?

All of that seemed so distant now, no longer so important. In the bank today, that instant when those large hands had pressed her down—compared with that, everything before no longer counted for anything.

Yet Gu Mengyao's heart was simply blocked up with something, a feeling most unpleasant.

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In the hospital room, Qiu Lingshan's face burned red. This time it was finished—especially since that little wretch Shen Yushu had seen it. Now she need never return to the compound; she would not have the face to go back at all.

The version of her that passed through that girl's lips would surely be even more disgraceful—perhaps no different from some ** girl.

Looking at the author of all this lying on the bed with such an innocent expression, Qiu Lingshan truly wanted to blow his head off with a single shot. It was all this creature's fault—what had possessed him to scream like that? At the thought, Qiu Lingshan could not help but say venomously: "Wei Zhao, what exactly are you trying to do? With you screaming like that, how am I ever to face people again?"

"I say, miss, people say big breasts, no brains. I didn't believe it before, but today I've finally witnessed what 'big breasts, no brains' really means." Wei Zhao sneered.

"What do you mean by that? What did you say?" Qiu Lingshan, her sore spot struck by Wei Zhao, flew into a rage at once, rising to her feet and pointing at him, her chest heaving with fury.