The Heartless, Cheating Scumbag Woman in a Matriarchal World (Sixteen)
That weekend, Jiang Xuefu came to the Xie Family home as usual.
As they were about to finish, Xie Ning brought her a glass of water. "Teacher Jiang, you must be thirsty after talking for so long. Have some water."
"Since when did you become so thoughtful?" Jiang Xuefu was surprised by how unusually well-behaved and considerate he was today, but she didn't suspect anything was wrong with the water.
She took two small sips, set the glass aside, and continued explaining the little bit of material they had left.
Suddenly, Jiang Xuefu felt a restless heat rise somewhere in her body, and even her mind began to grow hazy.
The woman frowned deeply, her gaze turning hostile as she looked at Xie Ning. "Did you put something in the water?"
Xie Ning was a little panicked now, but he still forced himself to deny it. "I didn't. How can you be so ungrateful?"
Jiang Xuefu shook her head, her smooth, long hair, which had hung loose behind her ears, now slightly disheveled. She stared at Xie Ning's lips as they opened and closed, her desire clouding her thoughts as she wanted to kiss him.
In her daze, the woman's voice turned husky, sexy as hell. "Xie Ning, you put the drug in there. You deal with it."
She held the bewildered young man and leaned down to kiss him.
The room was thrown into chaos.
Xie Ning said, "You have to take responsibility!"
Jiang Xuefu reclined against the headboard, her waterfall of black hair cascading over her rounded shoulders. Her fair skin glowed softly under the light, like a piece of exquisite white porcelain.
Her eyes were slightly narrowed, as if she were savoring some kind of afterglow, looking languid and captivating.
But when she heard Xie Ning demand that she take responsibility, Jiang Xuefu's lips curled into a sneer. "Take responsibility? Young Master Xie, get this straight. Who exactly should be taking responsibility for whom?"
A flush of shame rose on Xie Ning's face, and he silently buried himself completely beneath the blanket.
Then he began kicking up a fuss. "I don't care! Anyway, we've already done that, so if you don't want to take responsibility for me, I'll-I'll have my dad fire you!"
The woman's expression remained unruffled as she gave him a cool glance. "Tearing down the bridge after crossing it now that you've had your fill?"
Her tone was so serious that it took Xie Ning, who had just had his first taste of meat, quite a while to understand what she meant.
"...You big pervert!"
After holding it in for ages, he finally couldn't help cursing her.
"Who was it that did the drugging?"
...Xie Ning fell silent. Xie Ning played dead.
"All right." Seeing him stay curled up beneath the blanket, Jiang Xuefu reached out and tugged at it. "Don't suffocate yourself."
But perhaps she pulled a little too hard, because the blanket slipped straight down below the young man's collarbones, revealing a patchwork of hickeys.
"...You big pervert!"
After being called that twice in a row, Jiang Xuefu was so angry she nearly laughed. She leaned down, pressing him beneath her, and stared into his darting eyes. "What did you call me?" she asked in a low voice.
Still sore all over, the young man heard the dangerous note in her voice. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, and he stammered, "D-don't do anything rash."
"I won't. Tell me, what should you call me?"
Remembering how wickedly the woman had forced him to call her "big sister" in the heat of passion, Xie Ning flushed. His fingertips trembled slightly as they clutched a corner of the blanket, betraying his bashfulness and nervousness.
He turned his head, his husky voice tinged with unease. "Big sister."
Jiang Xuefu finally deigned to let him go. Mainly because she was afraid that if she didn't, Xie Ning would grow so embarrassed he wouldn't be able to breathe.
After resting a while longer, she finally asked about the drug. "Who gave you that aphrodisiac?"
It was an infamously potent aphrodisiac in their circle. Jiang Xuefu had seen it before; it was used at clubs specifically to train virgins.
Fortunately, she had only drunk a small amount this time, so it wasn't enough to harm her body.
Although Xie Ning had been spoiled by his family into being somewhat rebellious, he was still fairly well-behaved. How had he come into contact with that drug?
Xie Ning hesitated for a moment. Remembering that the person had said they would only sleep together, and then thinking of how strangely Jiang Xuefu had behaved after drinking the drug, he went ahead and told her everything he knew about that person's identity.
Xu Yi, the young master of the wealthy Xu Family in City A.
Jiang Xuefu had an idea now, and she warned Xie Ning, "Don't have anything more to do with him. He's no good."
Xie Ning nodded, but after a while, he couldn't help asking again, "So are you going to take responsibility for me or not?"
He knew she was divorced; otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to drink and confess to her on his birthday.
"That depends on how you perform."
Jiang Xuefu dressed unhurriedly, her graceful figure like a lively painting. The movements were as simple as could be, but she radiated elegance with every one of them.
Her thinking was simple. Although she had regarded Xie Ning as a younger brother before, they had already slept together, and she had enjoyed it, so they could keep seeing each other.
She was what people commonly called a woman who thought with her lower body.
"Depends on how I perform? How am I supposed to perform?"
"Take a guess."
Before leaving, Jiang Xuefu gave him a meaningful look.
"...You big pervert!"
But all he got in response was the sight of the woman's retreating figure and the sound of the door closing.
Xie Ning was stunned for a moment and felt a little disappointed. But a few seconds later, once he was sure Jiang Xuefu had left, he couldn't hold it in any longer. Burying his head in the blanket, he let out a muffled laugh and rolled around on the bed twice in excitement.
The blanket had already been a mess, and he made it even messier. The young man's lips curled uncontrollably into a wide smile, while shy excitement ran rampant through his body, refusing to subside for a long time.