Chapter 168

168. What Did You Do to Me? (Monthly Ticket Bonus Update)“Let’s go together.”

“It’s okay, there’s still the bus. It goes directly to my school.”

“Then…” Su Zeheng originally wanted to take Lin Na home first, but seeing Wen Han like this, he could only nod, “Then I’ll take her and Little Yuan home first. You be careful.”

“Don’t worry.” Lin Na struggled to support Wen Han, “Hey, weren’t you only a hundred pounds? Why are you so heavy?”

“I’ll handle it!”

Su Zeheng awkwardly supported Wen Han as they held Little Yuan’s hand, and the three quickly left the private room.

…

Tap tap tap…

The rain got heavier.

Outside the car window, the rain was knocking like a visitor, while Wen Han was half asleep, sitting in the front passenger seat.

Little Yuan sat behind, watching her mother with concern and curiosity.

“Dad, is Mom going to be okay?”

“Mom’s fine.” Su Zeheng diverted his attention back to Wen Han, “She’s just tired. Can you rest for a bit?”

“Okay…” Little Yuan glanced at Wen Han with concern before focusing on playing with her mother’s phone.

Now that my daughter is distracted by her phone, I can start!

A faint smile finally passed over Wen Han’s exhausted face, but then she clutched her stomach again.

Ugh…

I have to say, drinking alcohol while on my period is really uncomfortable!

And is this what drinking feels like?

Exciting, awake, but also hazy, my body is starting to feel sluggish.

Wen Han was experiencing this strange sensation for the first time.

She felt awful, but she understood that what she craved was this discomfort!

“Dad… I want to go home…”

Muttering to herself, Wen Han gradually curled up, like a crying child.

Su Zeheng furrowed his brows and scanned her figure, unable to help but take a deep breath.

“Dad? Did Wen Han’s family cause her a lot of trauma?” he muttered to himself.

Outside the car, the rain continued to pour.

…

“Be good~ Don’t come out anymore.”

After finally coaxing Little Yuan into her room, Su Zeheng hurried back to the bathroom.

“Ugh—!” Suddenly another rainbow erupted from Wen Han’s mouth.

She painfully clutched her stomach, her entire face pale, curling up in distress.

“Wen Han? Wen Han!?” Su Zeheng immediately knelt down, lifting her, “Are you okay? How about I make you a cup of ginger tea?”

“I don’t want… I don’t want to…”

It turns out that when you’re drunk, your reaction slows down, but you’re still somewhat clear-headed.

But I wouldn’t let myself drink to the point of blacking out; otherwise, how could I express my “true feelings”?

Amidst the physical pain, Wen Han suddenly hugged her head, feeling “unresponsive.”

“Why… why do you always have to lecture me with such grand philosophies?”

“Wen Han?” Su Zeheng asked anxiously, “What are you talking about? Can you hear me?”

“Uncle… you’re really annoying.” Wen Han muttered, “I really hate you! Why… are you so good to me?”

“You…” Su Zeheng was taken aback.

But seconds later, he immediately snapped back to reality and carried Wen Han back to bed.

“Uncle, I’m just a bad woman, I’m not worth it… I’m really not worth it…”

Tears slowly streamed down her cheeks as Wen Han forced a bitter smile.

How strange, why is my acting so good tonight?

How come the lines and tears… seem to come out so easily?

Dazed, Wen Han tried to maintain her last bits of clarity, suddenly opening her eyes: “Where’s Little Yuan? My Little Yuan!”

“Little Yuan is sleeping! Shh!” Su Zeheng patiently covered her with a blanket, “Can you sleep well too?”

“I… ugh—!”

Before she could finish her sentence, Wen Han spewed a rainbow all over Su Zeheng.

He immediately shut his eyes, gasping for breath.

But at this moment, he couldn’t care about that; he hurriedly grabbed a towel to wipe her mouth.

“I told you not to drink so much. Are you foolish?” he sighed helplessly.

“Uncle… my heart hurts so much.”

“Hurts?” Su Zeheng was silent for a moment, “If it hurts, just say it. It might feel better.”

“I… no!”

Wen Han hesitated, suddenly forcing a bitter smile and clenching her fists.

“I won’t cry! Nothing can make me feel bad! I am Wen Han, I… I will never cry!”

“You…”

The more she acted like this, the more Su Zeheng felt his heart ache.

He silently helped Wen Han lie down, feeling a heaviness in his heart: “Just listen to me today, okay? Be a good girl and sleep well. Tomorrow everything will be fine.”

“Everything will be fine…?” Wen Han scoffed, shaking her head repeatedly.

Uncle, does it hurt your heart?

Hurry up and feel sorry for me! Because I’m really… so sleepy…

The numbness from the alcohol gradually made Wen Han lose control of her body.

She could no longer keep up the act but understood that only by reaching this stage could she “move” Su Zeheng even more intensely.

As for losing herself?

It was precisely because she understood what kind of person Su Zeheng was that she realized what he would and wouldn’t do.

I bet he definitely won’t touch me; in fact, he’ll probably guard me in the house all night.

By tomorrow… he might even proactively prepare meals for me.

The corners of her mouth slightly lifted, the little witch, having achieved her plan, could no longer hold on and finally fell into a tired sleep.

“Finally asleep?” Covering her with a blanket, Su Zeheng sighed in relief, “So that’s what your inner self is like?”

“Uncle…” The sleeping figure suddenly spoke again.

Su Zeheng lowered his head in confusion, smiling gently as if coaxing a child: “What is it? Aren’t you asleep yet?”

“Uncle.” Wen Han scratched her hair, “Sometimes you’re actually quite cute.”

…

The next day.

The morning sun broke through Wen Han’s dreams.

She hazily opened her eyes, realizing she was safely lying in bed.

“Oh? Looks like the plan has already succeeded halfway.”

With a faint smile on her face, she was quickly entangled by the pain of a hangover.

“Ugh… If it weren’t for wanting to win over Uncle, I wouldn’t have drunk so much!”

With this inexplicable discomfort, Wen Han confidently perked up her ears.

Vaguely, she could hear something coming from the kitchen.

“It seems I guessed correctly; you indeed stayed behind and are preparing breakfast for me.”

Wen Han glanced at her watch.

“If I’m not mistaken, Little Yuan has probably been dropped off at kindergarten, right? Hehe!”

The wicked little witch felt quite satisfied with her strategic planning.

But in the next second, the witch suddenly exclaimed, “Ah——!!!!”

Pat pat pat pat… bang!

After a hurried sound of footsteps, the front door was quickly pushed open.

Su Zeheng, wrapped only in an apron, quickly looked up: “What’s wrong?”

“You—!” Wen Han’s eyes widened, “Why… why aren’t you wearing any clothes?!”

“Ah?” Su Zeheng looked down, “I was…”

“What did you do to me?! I still haven’t… you shameless man!!!”

Wen Han covered her body in terror, her face burning with shame.

Uncle, you can’t possibly miss such an obvious hint, right?

A woman who seems so bad is actually an inexperienced girl who mistakenly thinks she lost her innocence and is now blushing. Don’t you find this enticing?!