**Chapter 18**
"With you clinging to me like this, I can't sleep," Qin Wanshu frowned as she spoke, reaching out to remove Zuo Qinghuan's hand from her abdomen.
"Qin Wanshu!" Zuo Qinghuan suddenly called out her name.
"Hm?" Qin Wanshu noticed Zuo Qinghuan didn't put her hand back on her abdomen, so she closed her eyes again.
"Have you ever climaxed?" Zuo Qinghuan whispered in Qin Wanshu's ear, as if sharing a secret like close friends.
Qin Wanshu acted like she didn't hear it and didn't respond. She had no interest in this topic, although she could tell Zuo Qinghuan was just gossiping, not trying to embarrass her.
"Don't you want to experience how that feels?" Zuo Qinghuan gently twisted a few strands of Qin Wanshu's hair around her fingers and brought them to her nose, smelling them. They smelled wonderful. Zuo Qinghuan was starting to understand why Li Xin liked women.
Qin Wanshu still didn't respond, her breathing steady, as if she had fallen asleep.
"It feels really amazing. It's such a pity if you've never felt it." Zuo Qinghuan's gaze shifted from Qin Wanshu's side profile to her neck, which was so sexy that she had the urge to bite it.
Qin Wanshu, with her eyes closed, became very aware of her surroundings. She could feel Zuo Qinghuan's breath on her face and the teasing, provocative words that made her open her eyes once more. She looked at Zuo Qinghuan with a complex expression, making it hard for Zuo Qinghuan to discern her emotions.
"Should we give it a try? Maybe I could cure your frigidity." Zuo Qinghuan's lips were almost touching Qin Wanshu's pale neck. When Zuo Qinghuan was just about to make contact, Qin Wanshu's body tensed, and she quickly pushed Zuo Qinghuan away.
"Zuo Qinghuan, if you keep bothering me, I'll leave right now," Qin Wanshu warned, realizing that staying over had been a mistake.
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Let's just sleep," Zuo Qinghuan said in defeat. She knew Qin Wanshu was serious and didn't want her to leave in the middle of the night. Reluctantly, Zuo Qinghuan calmed down. She really wanted to seduce Qin Wanshu, but she realized that Qin Wanshu wasn't someone easily swayed. It couldn't be rushed; she would have to take things slowly. Since Qin Wanshu had already been up so late, Zuo Qinghuan decided to let her off the hook for now. There would be more opportunities in the future.
Zuo Qinghuan lay down quietly beside her and soon fell asleep. In contrast, Qin Wanshu, who had been sleepy, found herself wide awake after Zuo Qinghuan's antics.
*Frigidity? Am I really frigid?* Qin Wanshu had never considered this before meeting Zuo Qinghuan. Although she had never experienced the "climax" Zuo Qinghuan mentioned, did that even matter? Maybe it did. Otherwise, why would Han Shibin have cheated? This thought made Qin Wanshu feel irritated. For the first time, she wondered if she should also find out what it was like. It seemed to cast a shadow over her marriage and Han Shibin's supposed love. She shook her head and smiled to herself—Zuo Qinghuan was clearly influencing her. Otherwise, why would she have such absurd thoughts?
Qin Wanshu glanced at Zuo Qinghuan's face. This seemingly pure and indifferent face had once been under Han Shibin, indulging herself. The thought made Qin Wanshu feel conflicted. She didn't like imagining that scene. Turning her head away, she lay with her back to Zuo Qinghuan and turned off the bedside lamp, closing her eyes once more.
Qin Wanshu was the first to wake up and found that, at some point, Zuo Qinghuan had once again clung closely to her. Zuo Qinghuan's face was buried in her neck, and her hand was resting on Qin Wanshu's abdomen. Strangely, Qin Wanshu, who rarely slept so soundly, hadn't even noticed.
She checked the time—it was already past ten. She hardly ever slept this late. Gently, she nudged Zuo Qinghuan.
"Zuo Qinghuan, it's time to get up," Qin Wanshu's voice, freshly woken, was softer than ever.
Zuo Qinghuan opened her eyes and, upon seeing Qin Wanshu's delicate and beautiful face, instinctively wrapped herself around Qin Wanshu once more.
"Just sleep with me a little longer," Zuo Qinghuan whined, nuzzling against Qin Wanshu's chest like a little girl refusing to get out of bed. It was almost cute, making Qin Wanshu momentarily forget that Zuo Qinghuan was taking advantage of her.
"Fine, but I'm getting up now," Qin Wanshu whispered, trying to gently free herself from Zuo Qinghuan's embrace.
"No, just let me hold you for a little bit longer," Zuo Qinghuan stubbornly insisted.
Unable to pry away the octopus-like Zuo Qinghuan, Qin Wanshu reluctantly lay back down.
"Qin Wanshu, what will you do now?" Zuo Qinghuan asked after a long silence, fully awake.
"What?" Qin Wanshu, unsure of what she meant, was unaccustomed to Zuo Qinghuan's erratic questions.
"Now that you know your husband is cheating, what will you do? Will you divorce him?" Zuo Qinghuan asked two questions in a row.
"No, I won't," Qin Wanshu answered calmly.
"Why not?" Zuo Qinghuan asked, thinking that women were sometimes too forgiving for their own good.
"What's the point of divorcing him? The next one might do the same. Besides, he hasn't fallen out of love—he just can't control his body," Qin Wanshu reasoned. She believed she might be able to tolerate Han Shibin's infidelity.
"Why even look for another one?"
"Isn't it normal for a woman to get married?" In Qin Wanshu's view, marriage was entirely reasonable. Even if she hadn't married Han Shibin, she would have married someone else. That's what everyone did, so she didn't see why she should be any different. Qin Wanshu wanted someone to grow old with, and even if love faded, after so many years of being together, there would still be feelings. Han Shibin had treated her well for many years, and she couldn't just erase that because of an affair.
*Not all women marry—at least, I plan to stay single,* Zuo Qinghuan thought to herself, realizing Qin Wanshu was quite traditional.
"So how do you plan to deal with me, the mistress?" Zuo Qinghuan asked curiously.
"I haven't figured that out yet," Qin Wanshu replied honestly. "And what about you, as the mistress? Now that the wife knows about you, are you ready? Usually, the wife won't just let this go on." Qin Wanshu added lightly.
"I don't have any particular feelings about it. I just want to get as much money from the sugar daddy as I can, to save up for my old age," Zuo Qinghuan said with a laugh.
"How much is Han Shibin giving you? I'll match it if you leave him," Qin Wanshu offered. If it was a problem that could be solved with money, it wasn't really a problem.
"It's different. I spend Han Shibin's money guilt-free. It's a transaction—he buys, I sell. But I don't want your money. I don't like being given handouts," Zuo Qinghuan replied, frowning.
Qin Wanshu slightly curled the corners of her lips, finding the statement rather interesting.
"You could also see it as a kind of transaction, buying your departure from my husband," Qin Wanshu said calmly.
Upon hearing this, Zuo Qinghuan's good mood suddenly plummeted. She didn't mind doing business with Han Shibin because she didn't care if Han Shibin looked down on her. But she cared deeply about doing business with Qin Wanshu, because she did mind being belittled by her. Zuo Qinghuan had always believed that perhaps she was somewhat different in Qin Wanshu's eyes. Now it seemed that was just her own wishful thinking. The thought struck her as ironic, and the inferiority complex, hidden under her self-protective facade, began to resurface.
"But I don't want to make a deal with you. I've realized that I actually kind of like Han Shibin," Zuo Qinghuan said with a smile, a smile that exuded an indescribable sense of unreality, as she silently withdrew her body from Qin Wanshu's.
Qin Wanshu slightly raised an eyebrow. This woman seemed to care a lot about her, and appeared to be quite sensitive as well. Thinking of this, Qin Wanshu felt a bit conflicted. Perhaps this was why she couldn't bring herself to be ruthless with Zuo Qinghuan and had indulged her more than she had imagined.
"Is that so?" Qin Wanshu asked with a half-smile, looking at Zuo Qinghuan.
Zuo Qinghuan felt as if Qin Wanshu had caught onto something, making her feel extremely uneasy under her gaze.
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