Dear Mr. Shi - Chapter 34

Chapter 34: An Entire Night Of Suffering. Tired

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Song Qinghuan stood up and staggered towards the bathroom.
Along the way, she almost fell a few times. She had to hold onto the wall to move forward.
The distance was very short but when she got there, she was already drenched with sweat. A certain part of her body had turned exceptionally red.
She turned on the shower in the bathroom. Then she stood underneath without taking off her clothes and allowed the cold water to flow down her body. She used cold water to suppress the effects of the drug.
She pursed her lips tightly and her eyelids were closed. She could feel the piercing cold. Her wet clothes stuck to her delicate body. She felt so cold that her curled eyelashes started to tremble slightly.
The feeling of being hot and cold at the same time was torturous. Song Qinghuan started to lose consciousness. She slowly sat on the ground and curled into a ball.
The effects of ‘Brew Love’ weren’t very strong. After rinsing off in cold water for half an hour, the desire in her body started to die off.
The next day, when Song Qinghuan woke up, she felt drunk. She didn’t even have the energy to move her fingers.
She wanted to close her eyes and sleep a little more but she couldn’t. Today was her first day of work.
She was really tired and even more frustrated!
The “Emperor Tu” living in the villa behind-that perverted b*stard-actually fed her ‘Brew Love’!
Did she kill him or annihilate his entire family in her last life? Why did he want to teach her a lesson with such a sadistic method?
She didn’t know what she did to him in her past life or the life before to deserve this.
But she really wanted to kill him now out of the hatred in her heart.
But it wasn’t worth breaking the law and committing murder for a pervert like him. She wouldn’t do such a stupid thing.
She cursed him. She hoped that he would forget his wallet when he left home, she hoped that he wouldn’t have money to pay his bill after he ate, and she hoped that he would get chased out of a hotel with people beating him up.
While she pondered on these heartfelt wishes, Song Qinghuan imagined Shi Yuhan getting beaten by a bunch of people and chased out of a hotel. At that point, she would walk past him elegantly and Shi Yuhan would lay on the ground and beg her to pay the bill for him.
Everything was imaginary but it felt good just thinking about it.
Song Qinghuan came out of the second-floor bedroom. She saw Shi Yuhan sitting at the dining table in the living room and reading the newspaper.
The enormous sensory overload caused her to take a small step back instinctively. She grabbed the railing with her small hand. Everything that happened last night flashed past her mind.
Song Qinghuan bit her lips. Her face turned red then turned white.
She took a deep breath and walked forward.
Aunt He smiled and walked over with an apron around her. “Madam, good morning!”
Song Qinghuan smiled at her gently. “Good morning!”
Aunt He went to the dining table and started preparing Song Qinghuan’s breakfast.
Song Qinghuan thought for a moment before walking to the dining table slowly. She pulled out the chair farthest away from Shi Yuhan. When he looked down at the newspaper, she took the chance to glare at him.