Chapter 17

My hands are dirty.

Qin Shuang's eyelids trembled slightly, and she slowly came back to her senses, turning her head to look at Lin Shan's face.

In order to let He Zhiyao see her miserable state, Lin Shan deliberately showed the face she was slapped at them. Qin Shuang's slap sounded loud, but she didn't use much force. After a while, it was almost invisible.

But Lin Shan was wearing heavy makeup, and Qin Shuang slapped her face up, rubbing some foundation and lipstick on her hands.

Qin Shuang woke up instantly.

He Zhiyao is a pervert, he is not angry at all because she beat someone to cause trouble for him, he is angry that she, as a tool person he carefully selected, bought and trained, actually poked his thunder.

"I...I'm going to wash it up right now." Qin Shuang, who had reacted, immediately said obediently and submissively.

"Whoever gets dirty will wash it," He Zhiyao finally landed on Lin Shan: "Do you think so?"

Lin Shan was dumbfounded.

what?
what does it mean? ?
He Zhiyao had already ordered: "Bring a pair of disposable gloves to this lady."

The box waiter who had been waiting for a long time and had already been frightened immediately went to get a pair of disposable gloves and handed them to Lin Shan respectfully.

Lin Shan didn't understand what was going on and what it meant, "Mr. He, I, what do you want me to do?"

He Zhiyao ignored her, and leaned over to pick up a box of wet tissues on the coffee table.

Then he handed Qin Shuang's hand, together with the wet tissue, to Lin Shan, and said in a calm and impatient tone, "Wipe it clean, hurry up."

With a bang in Lin Shan's mind, she completely understood.

Co-author Mr. He didn't feel sorry for her being beaten at all?
Is he angry at her, the beaten one, for dirtying the hands of the beaten one? ? ?
After Lin Shan was stunned, her hands shook in anger.

Her eyes immediately turned red, and she choked up crying: "Mr. He..."

He Zhiyao was already impatient, and now he was even more impatient: "Can't you understand people's language?"

Lin Shan has been highly praised in the past two years, and she has never suffered such grievances even from the benefactor's father. She thought that last night was enough to embarrass her, but she didn't expect that there would be more embarrassment today...

She was pitiful and helpless and wanted to find a foreign aid, but there were more than a dozen people in the room, all of them played their own games, and no one even glanced at them.

She is also in the game of the little sister who rubbed against her tonight, and now her little sister has disappeared somewhere.

While shedding tears, Lin Shan took the disposable gloves and put them on like a burden, took a wet tissue and wiped Qin Shuang's hands——

She was very angry, and her strength was a little heavier, but He Zhiyao's hand rested on Qin Shuang's. She exerted a little force, and He Zhiyao came over: "You can't be gentle, right? Do you need it? Find someone to teach you?"

Lin Shan choked out a sob, bit the bullet and relaxed her movements.

After wiping it three times, Qin Shuang's hands were clean without any traces. Only then was He Zhiyao satisfied, and said to Lin Shan,
"Be careful next time, don't put heavy makeup on other people's hands."

Lin Shan glanced at He Zhiyao in disbelief, covered her face, and ran out of the box crying.

He Zhiyao pushed Qin Shuang to sit on the sofa, "Use alcohol to sterilize the poison."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and continued to play cards.

Qin Shuang waited until he had been gone for several minutes before slowly taking out the alcohol bottle from her bag and spraying it on her hands twice.

Then, looking at the slightly red hand, she subconsciously remembered what happened just now, was he... venting her anger for her?

It's just that this idea was completely rejected by Qin Shuang as soon as it came up.

She sprayed her hands twice with the alcohol bottle, and gently pulled her lower lip, Qin Shuang, you can really dream!
In He Zhiyao's eyes, you are just a tool person.

Tool man, just clean, who cares if you are bullied or not?

……

Returning to the apartment at night, Qin Shuang took a shower and put on skin care lotion. When she saw that there was no one on the bed in the bedroom, she breathed a sigh of relief.

It was already a bit late, even if she slept for a few hours in the morning, she was already sleepy at the moment.

Not long after lying on the bed, she fell asleep.

But as soon as she fell asleep, someone pushed her, and seeing that she didn't move, pushed her again.

Qin Shuang woke up in a daze: "Huh?"

He Zhiyao stared at her and said, "Go take a bath."

(End of this chapter)

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