Chapter 83: Can You Help Me Wipe My Back?

He wanted to scratch his head, but realized he was holding a fire poker. He coughed twice in embarrassment and quickly tossed the stick aside.

“Ahem!”

Xie Zhao quickly explained, “I just got back and heard some noise inside, so I thought it was a thief! Uh… I really didn’t mean to! You go ahead! I’ll keep watch for you!”

As he spoke, Xie Zhao quickly turned to leave.

It was incredibly awkward.

But… there was no denying that his wife was incredibly fair-skinned!

Sss!

Beautiful!

Thoughts raced through his mind, but before he could take two steps, Lin Muyu’s voice came from behind him.

“Wait!”

She called out to stop him.

“Xie Zhao, can you… help me wipe my back?”

Lin Muyu spoke shyly but firmly.

She had never been one to back down.

Back then, even though she knew Xie Zhao was drunk, she had still slept with him.

She knew Xie Zhao was someone she shouldn’t dare dream of, but she had still gathered the courage to try.

If the mountain would not come to her, she would go to the mountain.

The moon was far out of reach.

So she would be brave, stretching on her tiptoes to reach for it.

For the moon in her heart.

She was willing to give it her all.

For a moment, Xie Zhao wondered if he had misheard.

Him?

Help?

Wipe her back?

Unsure, Xie Zhao turned around and saw Lin Muyu looking at him.

Though she looked shy, her gaze was earnest. She clearly wasn’t joking.

Xie Zhao thought to himself, If she isn’t even shy, am I really going to turn around and run?

That would be pathetic!

Xie Zhao looked down at his hands and said, “Alright, honey. Let me wash my hands, and I’ll be right there.”

After speaking, he picked up the fire poker and put it back by the stove, washed his hands, and finally turned back into the inner room.

Lin Muyu was already waiting for him.

She sat on a stool with her back to him, wearing only a short camisole.

Steam swirled in the air.

The steam made Xie Zhao’s eyes feel warm. Even though he had prepared himself mentally, now that it was actually happening, his heart began to pound wildly.

Deep breath!

Calm down!

Xie Zhao exhaled, took the washcloth from Lin Muyu’s hand, and tried to strike up a casual conversation to ease the awkwardness.

“I brought some roast chicken back from the county. You should try some later, it’s really good.”

“The bags sold today too, for three hundred yuan,” Xie Zhao said slowly. “And I predict sales will be great. We’ll have another business to run in the future, so we won’t have to worry about the river snail business drying up…” Gulp.

Xie Zhao’s voice suddenly cut off.

His Adam’s apple bobbed involuntarily, and his pupils dilated slightly.

Her wet black hair clung to her neck, creating a striking contrast against her fair skin. As she tilted her head slightly, he could see her beautiful neck and an earlobe flushed red from the steam.

Xie Zhao: “…”

This was killing him!

It was absolute torture!

“What is it?”

Lin Muyu asked softly.

Her voice drifted like the mist, brushing against Xie Zhao’s heart like a feather in the steam-filled room.

In the next instant,

it sparked a wildfire.

Little Xie Zhao stood to attention.

Xie Zhao flushed.

Dazed, he gently touched her skin. As he wiped, his fingertips inevitably brushed against her delicate, jade-like skin.

Sss!

He… he might have lived two lifetimes,

but when it came to romance, he was still just a pure-hearted old man!

He couldn’t see the subtle curve of Lin Muyu’s lips as she sat with her back to him. She looked a little smug, her silent delight adorable.

“A little lower. And the sides, too.”

Lin Muyu softly directed him.

Behind her, Xie Zhao fought a fierce internal battle. He forced himself to suppress his wandering thoughts, silently reciting the Party Constitution to keep his composure, before finally managing to follow her instructions and wipe down her back.

As the warm water washed over her,

her skin looked like fine, wet porcelain, radiant and glowing.

“A-All done.”

Xie Zhao was finally finished.

He let out a massive sigh of relief, feeling as though he had just faced a formidable enemy, and turned to flee.

He was genuinely afraid he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

She hadn’t finished her postpartum recovery month yet, and she still had lochia. Before they left the hospital, the doctor had repeatedly warned them that they must wait until the month was over before having sex, otherwise it would harm her body.

If she developed chronic postpartum issues, like continuous bleeding, it would be a massive headache.

Xie Zhao stood up to leave.

But a pair of hands gently pulled him back.

Turning around, he saw Lin Muyu standing up, having draped her clothes over herself.

She wore a shirt, her soft curves clearly visible.

“Honey, your recovery month isn’t over yet…”

A sly smile played on Lin Muyu’s lips. She nodded, resting her hands lightly on Xie Zhao’s arms. In the next instant, she stood on her tiptoes and, before Xie Zhao’s widening eyes, gently kissed his lips.

It was warm and incredibly soft.

“I know.”

She released his lips and said softly.

In the next moment, her face loomed close again.

This time,

she gave him a gentle bite.

A slight sting, accompanied by an indescribable numbness, swept through Xie Zhao’s entire body.

Xie Zhao: “…!”

Whew!

The veins at his temples throbbed.

Fine, fine, fine.

This girl!

She was teasing him on purpose!

In his heart, he silently, once again, chalked up another grievance against Lin Muyu.

There would come a day when he would pay her back in full!

*

Hudong County.

Donghai Garment Factory.

Chen Qiming held the bag in his hands, looking it over again and again, thoroughly satisfied.

“How is this batch coming along? They look great to me! With a bag this beautiful, let alone three hundred, I could sell five hundred of them!”

Chen Qiming boasted grandly.

He even patted the secretary’s shoulder. “Secretary Liu, work hard. Once I take over the garment factory, I’ll make sure to promote you to deputy factory director!”

Secretary Liu broke out in a cold sweat.

He might not be sure about other things, but he was crystal clear on this.

How old was their factory director?

He could work for at least another twenty years!

In the past, the young master had rarely visited the garment factory, precisely because he didn’t want the factory director to get the wrong idea.

Who would have thought this newly returned young master would not only visit every other day, but now even have the audacity to talk about taking over the factory and promoting him!

What a nightmare!

He desperately wished he could cover Chen Qiming’s mouth!

If word of this got out, he would never be able to clear his name, even if he jumped into the Yellow River!

“Young Master, please stop talking!”

Secretary Liu quickly stopped Chen Qiming and pulled him outside the garment factory. “Although the bags are ready, it will take another week to finalize the sales channels. During this time, you should help promote them. If you can build up some popularity at your school, I think it would be even more helpful for sales.”

“Got it, got it!”

Chen Qiming waved his hand.

“I’m taking this bag first! It’s a gift! Let me know when the sales channels are finalized!”

With that, before Secretary Liu could say a word, he hopped onto his 28-inch bicycle and rode off.

Secretary Liu: “…?”

That was the sample bag!

Who on earth gave away sample bags as gifts?

The veins on his forehead throbbed, his heart filled with a frustration he had no way to vent.

…