Chapter 25: The Fake Heiress of the Wealthy Family (Part 25) Part 2

Shen Yu’s face was very red, and so were her eyes. “Shen Ke, were you very happy today?”

As soon as she opened her mouth, a strong smell of alcohol hit her face, and Shen Ke uncomfortably held her breath.

“You reek! Let go of me!”

Shen Yu stared fixedly at Shen Ke for a moment, then chuckled and released her. She turned and leaned against the wall herself, lighting a cigarette.

Shen Ke frowned and cursed loudly. “You’re crazy! Today is my engagement banquet—can you not pick a fight for no reason? You’re so annoying!”

Shen Yu gazed at Shen Ke’s face, her smile widening. “Little Cat has two faces, huh? Weren’t you all over me affectionately just a couple days ago?”

“I can still remember the taste of your lips. Kiss me again—let’s see if it still disgusts you.”

Shen Ke’s face flushed with anger, and she raised her hand to slap her.

“What are you saying, Shen Yu!”

Shen Yu’s face was slapped to the side. It was the first time she had been hit in the face, but she didn’t feel angry at all.

She raised her eyebrow. “No strength at all. Are you acting coquettish?”

Shen Ke bit her lip and kicked Shen Yu in the calf with all her might.

After the kick, Shen Ke snorted coldly. “Who’s acting coquettish with you!” With that, she turned and walked away.

Shen Yu didn’t stop her. She looked at the flickering ember of her cigarette and sneered softly. “What a drunk mess.”

“You like her.” Feng Jian’s slow and hoarse voice came from beside her ear.

Shen Yu narrowed her eyes and looked over, only seeing Feng Jian’s profile. Instantly, Feng Jian’s gaze followed Shen Ke’s slender and graceful back as she departed.

Shen Yu suddenly burst into laughter—not her usual flirtatious half-smile, but the kind of uncontrollable mocking laugh as if she’d heard the biggest joke in the world.

“You think everyone’s a lesbian?”

“Feng Jian, what are you saying? I like her? Like Shen Ke?”

“That’s hilarious.” It seemed genuinely funny; tears even came to Shen Yu’s eyes from laughing.

Feng Jian watched quietly until Shen Yu’s laughter subsided.

She simply repeated, “You like her.”

Shen Yu wiped all expression from her face, her gaze turning inscrutable. “Yes, I like her.” No one would keep having erotic dreams about the same person over and over.

She was someone who resisted contact with others, but she had no aversion to Shen Ke’s touch.

She might be slow when it came to emotions, but she wasn’t stupid. She just didn’t want to admit that she liked an idiot like Shen Ke, so her subconscious kept avoiding those feelings.

The cigarette had gone out, and ashes scattered across the corridor. Shen Yu gripped the butt tightly in her hand.

Feng Jian turned her head, her expression as gloomy as a malevolent ghost. “If it weren’t for you.”

“Shen Ke wouldn’t.”

“Wouldn’t get engaged.”

Shen Yu chuckled. “You know now, but so what? Yue Lingqing hates Shen Ke—she won’t touch her.”

Feng Jian lowered her long lashes and mocked for the first time. “Stupid bastard, Yue Lingqing li-likes Shen Ke.”

The stammered insult should have been amusing to Shen Yu.

But she couldn’t laugh at all now.

Shen Yu clenched her fist tightly. “You say Yue Lingqing likes Shen Ke?”

Feng Jian said no more and walked toward the direction where Shen Ke had disappeared.

In the room, Shen Ke locked the door and lay down on the bed. She sent a message to Yue Lingqing, then started replying to a long string of messages from Shi Xu.

—Baby, I’ve arrived at the manor gate you mentioned.

—It’s so big here; I’m a bit lost.

—I saw your message; I’ll be right there.

Shen Ke typed away.

—Hurry up; I’m in the last room on the right after turning on the second floor.

Shi Xu sent many messages, and Shen Ke hadn’t finished replying when she lay on the bed. Gradually, she felt a strange heat surging from her lower abdomen, spreading throughout her body.

Shen Ke’s tapping fingers paused, and the phone fell onto the bed.

“It feels so bad.”

Shen Ke couldn’t help rubbing her legs together.

Her cheeks were red. “Why does it itch?”

Her body felt so uncomfortable—hot, but not the usual kind of heat. It felt like she wanted something.

Shen Ke’s eyes grew misty. Trembling, she opened her phone and sent a voice message to Yue Lingqing. “I-I think I’m sick.”

Shen Ke had no idea how seductive her voice sounded. After sending it, she rolled around on the bed nonstop.

But nothing felt right. Gradually, not only her body heated up, but her head too, leaving her dazed and confused.

Shen Ke cried out in discomfort, her legs rubbing incessantly. “Wuwuwu, why is this happening?”

She really wanted to touch herself down there.

Yue Lingqing saw Shen Ke’s message and hurried upstairs. When she reached the door, she was caught off guard by two people standing there—Feng Jian and Shen Yu.

Her brows furrowed tightly. Yue Lingqing walked over, pushed them aside, and knocked on the door. “Shen Ke, what’s wrong?”

A soft crying sound came from inside the room. Yue Lingqing panicked and knocked harder. “Shen Ke, open the door.”

Shen Ke heard the knocking. She wobbled off the bed and unlocked the door.

Seeing the three people outside, Shen Ke threw herself into Yue Lingqing’s arms and whispered, “Carry me inside.”

Her legs felt so weak, and her body felt so strange.

Yue Lingqing hummed in acknowledgment and immediately picked Shen Ke up, letting her flushed face bury into her chest.

“You two, don’t come in—or I’ll hate you forever! I never want to see you again!” The tearful threat sounded feeble, but it surprisingly worked.

At least Feng Jian and Shen Yu really stopped in their tracks.

Watching the door close, Shen Yu lit another cigarette.

“Hahaha, what a damn mess.” She didn’t know who she was referring to.

Inside the room, Yue Lingqing carried Shen Ke to the bed, worry creasing her brows. The moment she got close to Shen Ke earlier, she had noticed—Shen Ke’s body was too hot.

Yue Lingqing wanted to touch Shen Ke’s forehead but found her arms wrapped tightly around her neck, her cheek nuzzling against it.

Yue Lingqing coaxed softly, “Shen Ke, let go first, okay? Let me see what’s wrong.”

Shen Ke listened and obediently let go. She lay on the bed and lifted her skirt. “It doesn’t feel good here.”

Instantly, Yue Lingqing’s breathing hitched. Seeing Shen Ke’s dazed expression, she understood at once—Shen Ke had been drugged.

Rage blazed in her heart. Damn it, which bastard drugged Shen Ke!

Shen Ke shifted her bare legs.

She sobbed, “I-I don’t want to be like this.”

Yue Lingqing pursed her lips and touched Shen Ke’s cheek. “I’ll take you to the hospital.”

The word “hospital” made Shen Ke shake her head vigorously. “No! I don’t want to go to the hospital.”

Shen Ke still had a bit of awareness. Looking at Yue Lingqing’s beautiful face, she rubbed her foot against Yue Lingqing’s leg. “Help me, okay?”

“Help me. If you touch it, it’ll probably feel better.” Right, if it itched, then touching it would help.

The air suddenly went quiet. Moments later, Yue Lingqing’s extremely hoarse voice rang out. “Shen Ke, don’t regret this.”

Shen Ke cried from the discomfort. “Hurry, I want it.”

Instantly, another person’s weight pressed down on her.

Her lips were blocked, and Shen Ke’s cries couldn’t escape.

Yue Lingqing’s body was cool and comfortable. Pressed together, Shen Ke felt good.

She subconsciously hugged Yue Lingqing tightly.

Kisses rained down, over her lips and teeth, cheeks, neck…

Shen Ke squinted her eyes and proactively arched her chest. “Here too.”

Yue Lingqing was nervous, sweating all over. Her trembling hands pulled the straps aside.

“Shen Ke, you’re too cute.”

So soft—the tip of her nose sank in.

Yue Lingqing was a bit intoxicated. She never dreamed happiness would come so suddenly.

If Shen Ke wanted to kill her right now, she’d probably die without regrets.

The kisses were heavy and deep. Ambiguous sounds leaked from Shen Ke’s red lips—not loud, but intermittent and extremely erotic.

Yue Lingqing lifted her head and took a deep breath. “Shen Ke, this is my first time doing something like this. It might hurt a bit next, but I’ll try to make you feel good.”

Shen Ke’s eyes were wet with tears, her vision blurry. Staring at the ceiling, she felt her legs being spread and remembered Yue Lingqing saying it would hurt.

Shen Ke suddenly burst into tears, struggling with her legs. “Shi Xu! I want Shi Xu, wuwuwu.” Shi Xu loved doing this kind of thing the most—she definitely wouldn’t let it hurt.

It was like a basin of cold water doused her hopes, chilling her from head to toe.

Yue Lingqing abruptly got off the bed.

Her eyes red, she gritted her teeth. “Shen Ke, what did you say?!”

Shen Ke blinked, looking aggrieved. “I want Shi Xu. I want Shi Xu.”

Just then, a knock sounded at the door. Shi Xu’s youthful yet slightly magnetic voice rang out. “Baby, are you in there?”

The soundproofing wasn’t great—at least Shen Ke heard it. She got up from the bed and pushed at Yue Lingqing blocking her way with her limp hands. “Move, if you’re not opening the door, don’t block me.”

Yue Lingqing’s expression was terrifyingly dark. Didn’t Shen Ke want her at all?

Watching Shen Ke head to the door, Yue Lingqing strode over, scooped her up horizontally, and placed her back on the bed.

Shen Ke cried pitifully. “I want Shi Xu!”

“I feel so bad! I’m dying from this! I won’t go to the hospital! I want Shi Xu.”

These words stabbed at her heart. Yue Lingqing clenched her fists. “Fine, I’ll get Shi Xu for you.”

With that, Yue Lingqing stood, opened the door.

“Shi Xu, come in.”

Shi Xu eagerly entered the room.

Yue Lingqing chose to walk out.

Shen Yu sneered. “Hilarious. Thought she’d last longer.”

Feng Jian asked, “Shen Ke… is she running a fever? Her face is so red.”

Yue Lingqing slowly exhaled, saying nothing, and squatted by the door.

The three of them stood in terrifying silence.

Until ambiguous moans came from the room behind them.

Shen Yu barked a laugh. “Fuck, Yue Lingqing, you actually have the guts to let someone else in.” She kicked the wall and smashed her cigarette butt against it. Wearing high heels, Shen Yu turned and left.

Feng Jian looked at Yue Lingqing, her gaze heavy with deathly stillness. “Are they… doing it?”

Yue Lingqing clutched her head. “Are you a stupid bastard? Can’t you hear such obvious sounds?!” Jealousy overwhelmed her, and she spoke without thinking. “Do you have some weird fetish?”

“Not leaving yet? How long do you want to listen? Are you gonna wash their sheets afterward too!”

Yue Lingqing’s eyes were red with anger. She’d handed the meat at her lips to someone else—what could she do? Shen Ke had cried for that brat Shi Xu.

She couldn’t force Shen Ke if she didn’t want it—that would be a crime, and Shen Ke would hate her forever when she woke up.

Sleeping with Shi Xu one night—what of it? She was Shen Ke’s fiancée; she’d marry Shen Ke and sleep with her many nights.

Clenching her palm, Yue Lingqing punched the wall. Instantly, red stains appeared on it.

The sounds from beside her ear grew louder, occasionally carrying Shen Ke’s coquettish voice: “No, three fingers already, wuwuwu.”

Yue Lingqing couldn’t listen anymore. She glanced at Feng Jian, who was hanging her head lost in thought, and left as well.

Left behind, Feng Jian stared blankly at her shoe tips. Shen Ke was doing it with someone else.

In this room right in front of her.

An indescribable dead silence emanated from Feng Jian. She leaned against the door, squatted down, and buried her face in her knees.

Shen Ke was doing it with someone else—

Shen Yu stood on the balcony, looking at the pitch-black sky. She lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, then coughed violently.

Shen Yu smiled, took another drag, and coughed again.

Coughing hard, tears came out.

“Shen Yu, you’re such a big idiot.” Back in the lounge that day, when Shen Ke sought her help, she should have agreed.

Footsteps sounded behind her. Shen Yu turned with the cigarette in her mouth and saw Shen Yi, whose expression was indifferent.

Shen Yi said softly, “Where is Shen Ke?” Her eyes already had red veins, dark circles under them, and her collar was disheveled.

This was the first time Shen Yu had seen Shen Yi in such a wretched state. She curled her lips.

“Second floor, turn right to the innermost room.”