Chapter 79 part 1

With a click, the door opened.

But neither person inside nor outside the door moved.

After a while, Shen Qiaoyu sent a message: “I’ve turned around. You can come in.”

Thinking for a moment, she added with a smile, “What? Afraid that I’m waiting inside to strip away your disguise as soon as you come in? Am I so desperate to see your face that you don’t dare to enter?”

“No…”

Yan Shiqing, outside the door, was very nervous, and Shen Qiaoyu’s words made her even more anxious.

Because if Shen Qiaoyu talked about breaking up, it would mean this was the last meeting between Qingning and Shen Qiaoyu.

As long as she didn’t slip up during this time, she could bury this secret forever…

The following parts of the text will be scrambled to prevent theft from aggregators and unauthorized epub making. Please support our translators by reading on secondlifetranslations (dot) com. If you are currently on the site and and you are seeing this, please clear your cache.

Jwv kq pbl oyp ekpnshlale…

Fbl eked’v eyal vs vbkdj qwavbla, bla ryzxp polyvkdt, yde pldv ydsvbla xlppytl: “R’x nsxkdt kd dso; esd’v vwad yaswde…”

“Gzaktbv.”

Fbld Ckysuw nwazle bla zkrp yde iwklvzu oykvle okvb bla cynj vs vbl essa.

Rv oypd’v zsdt clqsal vbl essa srldle y naynj, yde Zyd Fbkikdt, olyakdt y xypj yde pwdtzypplp, nywvkswpzu rlljle bla blye swv.

Fllkdt vbyv Fbld Ckysuw alyzzu bye bla cynj vwadle, pbl pktble kd alzklq, pdlyjle kdpkel, yde vakle vs nshla Fbld Ckysuw’p lulp okvb y pkzj akccsd.

Bdlmrlnvlezu, yv vbyv xsxldv, Fbld Ckysuw pweeldzu vwadle yaswde.

Mbl kdpvydv vblka lulp xlv, Zyd Fbkikdt qasgl, kdpvkdnvkhlzu vwadle cynj yaswde, yde alynble qsa vbl essa vs lpnyrl.

But the next second, a hand reached over, pressing the door shut firmly and enveloping her in an embrace.

“How can you go back on your word?” Yan Shiqing’s voice dropped, imitating Qingning’s tone with a hint of anger.

Her heart raced, filled with panic and tension. She could only press her forehead against the door, standing closely against it, praying that Shen Qiaoyu hadn’t recognized her.

Shen Qiaoyu seemed to hold her in her arms, her eyes darkened, leaning close to her ear, whispering, “I just want to look at you properly once; is that too much to ask?”

Her warm breath brushed against Yan Shiqing’s ear, making her ears turn red. She retorted angrily, “No!”

“I really, really have a psychological shadow. I can’t let you see my face right now. Can’t you wait a bit longer?”

Yan Shiqing’s voice trembled, almost on the verge of tears. Her hands gripped the door handle tightly, as if she were terrified that Shen Qiaoyu would forcefully expose her disguise.

Shen Qiaoyu looked at her deeply.

Yan Shiqing was dressed in black sportswear, with blonde hair, a baseball cap, a mask, and sunglasses, wrapping herself up tightly.

She might even be wearing height-increasing shoes, a chest pad, and colored contact lenses.

She had really gone to great lengths.

If Shen Qiaoyu hadn’t already known her body shape and the truth, she might have been fooled again.

Thinking of this, Shen Qiaoyu felt a bit angry.

She couldn’t understand Yan Shiqing’s feelings at this moment, nor why she kept hiding the truth.

Did she really plan to deceive her forever if she didn’t uncover the truth?

Isn’t loving someone supposed to be about honesty?

Did Yan Shiqing think that keeping her in lies was a form of love?

At this moment, the anger from being deceived burned away her rationality. She grabbed the silk ribbon from Yan Shiqing’s hand, tied it around her own eyes, and said coldly, “Fine, if this is how you want it, then we’ll continue like this.”

“If you want to keep living in lies, I’ll let you…”

Lies?

What did she mean?

Was she saying Yan Shiqing lied just to prevent her from seeing her face?

Yan Shiqing was stunned, her heart pounding as a fearful thought crept into her mind.

Could it be that Shen Qiaoyu had already figured it out…

No! Definitely not!

She instinctively didn’t dare to face it, trembling hands kept asking, “What do you mean by that?”

“Just because I won’t let you see my face, you’re going to break up with me? You can’t stand it?”

“If that’s the case, then let’s end it! Let’s break up.”

At this moment, she desperately wanted to break up with Shen Qiaoyu and escape this room.

That way, all the lies wouldn’t matter anymore, and Qingning could disappear from the world.

She could marry Shen Qiaoyu, start over, and forget all the deceit and lies, staying with her forever…

But all of this seemed like a luxury. Shen Qiaoyu instantly pinned her against the door, threw her hat to the ground, and reached for her sunglasses.

Realizing her intention, Yan Shiqing struggled violently, her eyes red, squirming in her embrace, holding her sunglasses tightly, cursing, “How can you do this? This is an invasion of privacy. I want to break up with you! Break up!”

“No, you won’t even think about it in this lifetime.”

Shen Qiaoyu’s voice was hoarse, suppressing her inner turmoil.

Facing Yan Shiqing’s resistance, she grabbed her wrists, raised them above her head, and used her other hand to remove her sunglasses and mask.

Tears welled up in Yan Shiqing’s eyes, unable to move, her cheeks flushed from struggling. She lowered her head in a final attempt to resist, but it was futile.

Shen Qiaoyu even held her chin, forcing her to turn her head, then leaned down to kiss her.

Like countless times before, even though her eyes were covered, Shen Qiaoyu kissed her accurately.

At this moment, Yan Shiqing’s eyes widened, tears streaming down her face.

She just then realized that Shen Qiaoyu’s eyes were covered by the ribbon, unable to see her, and she let out a relieved sigh.

For a moment, she really thought Shen Qiaoyu was going to see her face, that everything was going to be over…

So she struggled desperately.

But Shen Qiaoyu’s strength was too great, reddening her chin, enveloping her in despair, with tears constantly falling.

It was only at this moment that she truly sighed in relief.

Seeing Shen Qiaoyu kiss her with the ribbon on, her heart warmed.

She thought, indeed, Qiaoqiao was still so good. Even though she wanted to see her, even though she was so angry, she still tied the ribbon over her eyes for her…

But…

She was Qingning now!

Yan Shiqing suddenly realized.

Didn’t Shen Qiaoyu say she wanted to break up with Qingning? Why? Why kiss her and say she won’t think about breaking up in this lifetime…

Thinking of this, she got angry, struggled fiercely, tears falling continuously, an overwhelming fear engulfing her, making her curse Shen Qiaoyu madly, “Bastard!”

“Let me go; I want to break up with you!”

But her chin was tightly gripped by Shen Qiaoyu, and her hands were pinned above her head.

Ignoring her violent struggles, Shen Qiaoyu pressed her tightly against the door, kissing her fiercely, sucking on her lips inch by inch, even biting them, which made Yan Shiqing struggle even more.

“Let go of me…”

“Shen Qiaoyu!”

In the midst of the struggle, Yan Shiqing seemed to hear a commotion outside the door and immediately fell silent, her body tensing in fear.

The soundproofing in this room was terrible, especially since they were right by the door. She was afraid that if she spoke a little louder, people outside would hear.

Just as she was extremely tense, Shen Qiaoyu took the opportunity to pry open her teeth, her hot and soft tongue slipping into her mouth, sweeping inside, intertwining with her tongue.

The moment their tongues touched, a tingling sensation spread from the tip of her tongue.

Yan Shiqing’s eyes were filled with tears. She wanted to bite her but couldn’t muster the strength.

Her entire body was pinned against the door from behind, her hands held above her head, her chin gripped, forcing her to turn her head to endure her deep kiss.

Their tongues tangled together under her dominance. Shen Qiaoyu sucked on her lips, played with her tongue, and even simulated the movements they had used with a d*ldo earlier, pushing forward repeatedly.

Even without the dldo, this simulated action caused the fabric covering Yan Shiqing’s pssy to become instantly soaked with a transparent liquid.

Yan Shiqing felt like her soul had left her body. When she bumped into the door, it made a slight noise, scaring her to death. In her daze, she heard the commotion outside getting closer, hearing someone say:

“Yan Yi has really stolen the spotlight tonight. If you didn’t know better, you’d think she was getting married. Master Yan always takes her around to meet the elite, while our bride is nowhere to be seen.”

“Exactly, but she’s the biological daughter. Doesn’t she deserve this treatment? Otherwise, why would Yan Shiqing be sacrificed to marry into the nearly bankrupt Shen family? It’s truly bad luck.”

Yan Shiqing thought the makeup artist had arrived and quickly wanted to call out to Shen Qiaoyu, but unknowingly, her hand had moved from her chin to the fabric covering her pssy, gently tracing her pssy with her fingertips.

While kissing her, Shen Qiaoyu chuckled softly, “Are you scared?”

“Or does your p*ssy hurt?”

Yan Shiqing’s face turned red with anger, and she whispered, “Shut up…”

The people outside continued chatting, “Why haven’t we seen the groom from the Shen family?”

“Who knows? Maybe he doesn’t care and just wants to latch onto the Yan family. After all, if he can get in good terms with them, his family won’t go bankrupt. Who would care about anything else?”

The voices outside seemed to be right at the door. Yan Shiqing could feel Shen Qiaoyu’s fingertips constantly moving between her lower lips and her p*ssy, feeling her rub the small nub like a goji berry with her fingertip, even hearing the people outside laugh, “That’s true.”

“If it were me, I’d be over the moon. It’s like a pie falling from the sky.”

“Oh, come on, you’d need some serious luck for that to happen.”

“Hahaha.”

The footsteps seemed to be right outside, as if they would stop and knock on the door any second.

Yan Shiqing’s heart pounded wildly, as if she were undergoing electric shock therapy, with electric currents shooting up her spine from her p*ssy, making her whole body feel electrified.

Pinned against the door, she was terrified by the clear footsteps outside. A large amount of her wtness to suddenly poured from her pssy, soaking Shen Qiaoyu’s hand.

At that moment, she heard someone outside say, “Hey, do you think Yan Shiqing is in the makeup room? Should we check?”

Yan Shiqing’s fingers clenched tightly, trembling with fear, thinking that if they knocked and found the door unlocked…

In her current state, if anyone saw her…

She was terrified, her face flushed, struggling but only able to move slightly, to no avail.

Shen Qiaoyu kept kissing her, tangling their tongues together, as if trapping her soul, making escape impossible.

Their hot breaths intertwined, their chests heaving. Yan Shiqing closed her eyes, her heart pounding with nervousness as the voices outside grew clearer, her body trembling.

“Oh, let’s not bother her. We’re not even close.”

“Yan Shiqing seems to get along with everyone, but how many real friends are there in this industry? She didn’t even invite anyone to be her bridesmaid. Who would dare to try and get in on this? Her fans would tear them apart.”

“You’re right; let’s not get involved.”

Hearing this, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. But at that moment, Shen Qiaoyu suddenly inserted two fingers into the deepest part of her p*ssy, seemingly to check its condition, and began exploring back and forth.

Bastard!!!

Yan Shiqing opened her mouth as if to curse, but no sound came out.

Because the group of people had walked past the makeup room, just a door away. She had to endure, trembling with anger, feeling as if a fire had ignited in her heart, burning her tears away. She wanted to curse her, scratch her face, but she honestly and silently endured, unable to resist.

It was as if tea had been spilled, with droplets continuously falling onto the Shen Qiaoyu’s hand.

If one listened closely, they could hear the chaotic breathing intertwined inside the room.

Fortunately, the chatting and footsteps outside drowned out the faint sounds inside.

The group continued laughing and joking, complaining, “This wedding is so cheap. Yan Shiqing’s status as a film empress should be worth billions, right?”

“Oh, don’t say that. I think it’s quite elegant. It’s just that with Yan Shiqing’s status, people have certain expectations.”

“Isn’t it enough that they’re happy together?”

As the footsteps faded past the doorway, Yan Shiqing finally allowed herself to relax completely.

She couldn’t withstand the relentless barrage of Shen Qiaoyu, uncontrollably cmming. The cloth wrapped around her pssy was soaked through, and Shen Qiaoyu’s hands were covered in her c*m.

Pushed against the door by Shen Qiaoyu, Yan Shiqing could only resist by desperately clamping her legs together. However, it looked more like she didn’t want Shen Qiaoyu to leave, as if pleading for her to stay.

Shen Qiaoyu kept kissing her, her wrist continuously moving, fingers playing like a pianist, pressing ‘keys’ over and over.

Yan Shiqing felt a mix of anger and urgency in her heart. She hated Shen for not keeping her promise to break up with Qingning, yet here she was like this.

What a scumbag!

Saying one thing to her face and doing another behind her back.