December 14, 2023, Thursday, snow.
8:00 a.m.
The sky was still overcast, and the snow that had fallen all night outside the window had finally stopped.
The city was wrapped in a thick blanket of white.
Xu Qing slowly woke amid a haze of aching muscles and soreness.
Her eyelashes trembled violently, then she carefully cracked open one eye like a thief.
The culprit beside her had long since disappeared.
Only she remained on the two-meter-wide bed.
Scenes from last night came rushing back.
Got drunk—got spanked—Scheming Yan refused to leave—and then—the three of them—
So angry I'm shaking with cold!
That hateful scumbag Little Song!
That shameless scheming bitch Scheming Yan!
How dare you treat me like this?!
Did you really think this young lady was easy to bully?!
Just as she indignantly played out all sorts of violent scenarios in her mind.
With a click, the bedroom door was pushed open.
Xu Qing let out a soft cry and immediately yanked the blanket over herself, burying her head beneath it.
Doing her best to disguise herself as a pillow bundle still sound asleep.
Light footsteps slowly approached the bed.
It—it was Scheming Yan!
Thank goodness, that pervert Little Song hadn't come with her!
Xu Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief beneath the blanket.
Rustle.
The curtains were drawn open, and the bedroom became much brighter.
Then the mattress creaked and sank.
Her best friend sat down beside her, then there was no further movement.
In the darkness beneath the blanket, Xu Qing held her breath, feeling as though she was about to suffocate.
What did she want?
Why wasn't she saying anything?
Was she looking at me? She wasn't thinking of—doing something to me, was she?!
(Her imagination ran wild.)
After a while, seeing that there was