Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Chapter 191: Suspected of discovering an affair

As soon as Xiao Guoer returned to the room, she saw a maid standing at the door with washed clothes.

"Miss, here are your clothes. They have been washed." The maid said respectfully.

Xiao Guoer took the clothes from the maid and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work. Go down now."

After the maid left, Xiao Guoer unfolded her clothes, but unexpectedly found a shirt that did not belong to her among the pile of clothes.

After careful identification, she found that this sky blue shirt embroidered with bamboo knots belonged to Tang Jingchen. She thought that the maid accidentally mixed it up.

She went out again and wanted to deliver the clothes to her boyfriend personally.

The evening breeze gently blew through her hair and skirt, bringing a slight coolness.

Xiao Guo'er walked briskly and hummed a cheerful tune with a clear and pleasant voice, like a carefree lark, unaware that her life was being brutally intervened by a powerful hand.

This big hand can turn clouds into rain with its flip of the hand. Under such strong and overbearing intervention, her life is quietly undergoing earth-shaking changes, which is contrary to the life trajectory she had expected.

After passing through the long corridor and the moon-shaped gate, Xiao Guoer stopped at the door of her boyfriend's room.

The candlelight in the room flickered, and the light and shadow cast on the door swayed and shook violently, appearing a bit strange and eerie for no reason.

Xiao Guoer knocked on the door, "Jingchen?"

Not hearing her boyfriend's answer, she felt a little confused, but she still pushed the door open as usual.

The soft night breeze slowly flowed into the room through the door she pushed open, and a soft female voice, as if frightened, floated in the room in an inaudible voice.

"what--"

Then there was a faint rustling sound.

Xiao Guoer was about to step into the room when she suddenly stopped and her body stiffened instantly. She raised her head abruptly and looked straight at the bed which was tightly covered by the curtains.

She was suddenly filled with panic, and stared at the curtain that was swaying lightly in the night breeze, as if there was a terrifying monster hidden in it that could drag her into the abyss.

After a while, she took a difficult step forward, like a wandering soul.

Her legs seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. With every step she took, the sound from the curtain seemed to become clearer, and her heart sank involuntarily.

Her heart became heavier and heavier, as if it was being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand, making it hard for her to breathe.

Until the veil was within reach and she could touch it, she could no longer move forward and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

She suddenly had an urge to escape from here, but her feet seemed to have taken root and she couldn't move at all.

She stood silently in front of the bed, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

Her fingers were so stiff that they seemed to have lost the ability to stretch forward, and the slightest movement would cause a dull pain in her body.

She felt like a Parkinson's patient and had basically lost all her body coordination.

Finally, she took a deep breath, grabbed the hanging curtain with her hand, and pulled it up suddenly.

However, the next moment, the scene that came into view made her mind go blank.

The girl sat on the inside in panic, with infinite fear in her eyes, like a frightened little white rabbit, very lovable.

Her hair was crooked, her hairpin was tilted, and her clothes were half-removed, revealing a piece of soft and dazzling white skin.

There were still a few obvious red finger marks on the fair skin, exuding a lewd atmosphere that made people think about it and let their imaginations run wild.

The girl hurriedly put on her clothes, as if she was ashamed of being caught in an affair. Crystal tears instantly slid from her eyes and dripped onto her beautiful face.

She called out to the person who was still sleeping beside her in a trembling voice.

"Mr. Tang, wake up!"

The delicate little hand gently patted the man's exposed bare arm, with a hint of helplessness and panic in the tone, "Mr. Tang, don't sleep, what should I do..."

The delicate voice was mixed with crying, which made her particularly endearing.

Xiao Guoer looked at the absurd and obscene scene in front of her like a stone sculpture. The huge impact was brewing an undercurrent storm beneath her calm appearance, as if it was going to tear her entire soul apart.

The sleeping man finally woke up gradually amid the girl's sobbing and patting.

Tang Jingchen, who had not yet realized what was happening, rubbed his aching temple and slowly opened his eyes.

The next moment, the scene that came into his eyes frightened him so much that his soul almost scattered to pieces.

"Ms. Wu...why are you here!"

Tang Jingchen looked at the disheveled, crying woman in front of him in horror, and hurriedly moved aside. His eyes then turned to the side, and only then did he realize that there was actually someone standing next to him.

"Little Fruit..."

Tang Jingchen's pupils trembled violently, and he seemed to finally realize what kind of Shura hell the current scene was.

He hastily defended himself, "No! I didn't! It's not what you see!"

He was about to stand up, but found that his clothes had been stripped off at some point, and he was now completely naked.

He looked around in panic and found his clothes thrown at the corner of the bed, so he leaned over impatiently to pick them up.

Unexpectedly, Wu Qingqing's suppressed crying suddenly became louder. Tang Jingchen's eyes were red with anger. He put on his clothes hastily while gritting his teeth and scolding the girl on the bed. He was not as gentle and warm as usual. "Miss Wu! I have never offended you. Why are you trying to hurt me!"

Wu Qingqing just kept crying quietly, looking extremely aggrieved.

Xiao Guoer frowned and quietly watched the absurd scene in front of her, trying her best to restrain her urge to go crazy. The remaining rationality in her heart sent a voice in her ear: Jingchen must not be such a person, she should listen to his explanation and not be arbitrary. Maybe there is a misunderstanding...

Tang Jingchen looked at Xiao Guoer's blue and white face, which looked like she was enduring great torture. Her body was trembling slightly, but she didn't say a word.

He didn't bother to tidy up his clothes, which were half draped loosely, and didn't even have time to put on his shoes. He jumped off the bed in a hurry, held Xiao Guoer's shoulders, and explained hurriedly.

"I don't know how I passed out and I woke up like this! I don't know how she got in or on my bed. But I really didn't do anything! Believe me! I only love you and I will never touch another woman!"

Before Xiaoguoer could react, a shrill scream came from the bed.