Chapter 61: Chapter 61: The Misunderstanding is Pleasant
"Damn it, I let my guard down."
Tang Yu didn't expect this guy to trick him and launch a surprise attack, bringing him here.
Seeing Qin Kexin smiling at him, Tang Yu instinctively recalled a scene from over ten years ago.
*Eh.*
A beautiful naked girl approached and slapped him.
It was truly shocking.
Qin Kexin put down what she was doing and sat on the sofa, then looked at Tang Yu and asked, "Would you like some tea? If so, I'll make it for you."
"Water is fine."
Tang Yu gestured with his hand and took a bottle of mineral water, opening it.
Qin Kexin stared at him.
"Why are you looking at me?"
Tang Yu felt uncomfortable under her fixed gaze.
The main reason was that in recent years, Qin Kexin had never shown him a good face.
Since the last incident with the Qin family, her attitude toward him had become somewhat ambiguous.
She even added him on WeChat and contacted him for awkward conversations several times.
"Can you open a bottle for me?"
Qin Kexin said with a charming smile.
Tang Yu felt more and more that something was off about this woman today.
[It's not that you can't open it; if you get angry, you might even crush my skull.]
Upon hearing Tang Yu's thoughts, Qin Kexin was a bit taken aback.
What happened back then had a significant psychological impact on him.
"I called you here today because I wanted to apologize. I misunderstood you back then; I didn't know it was Qin Ming who tricked you into coming into my room."
When Qin Kexin said this, her gaze wandered a bit.
Remembering the incident, she also felt somewhat embarrassed.
Since she began to understand things, she had never let a man look at her like that.
"What incident? I've already forgotten."
Tang Yu pretended not to remember.
"Just forget it."
Qin Kexin lightly bit her lip.
A beauty like her was so touching that every smile made Tang Yu unable to help but secretly look at her.
She took a sip of water and then pointed to the easel.
"Do you still paint?"
Tang Yu looked at the easel.
On it was a butterfly with brightly colored wings; its colorful wings were so beautiful, as if it were about to fly off the canvas.
"No, I haven't painted in a long time."
Tang Yu shook his head and shrugged.
"When you came to my house to play, the three of us used to paint together."
Qin Kexin showed a nostalgic expression.
Since she was young, her character had been sensitive and somewhat distant.
Moreover, her identity as the eldest daughter of the Qin family made her school situation somewhat awkward.
Her classmates knew they could not match her status, so in public, they were flattering and fawning, but behind closed doors, they excluded her.
School is a small society; the more special a person is, the harder it is for them to integrate.
She was also unwilling to deal with these people who wore masks, and over time, she fell into depression.
At that time, the only ones who played with her were her younger brother Qin Ming and Tang Yu.
The three of them would sit together and paint.
Tang Yu also felt a bit nostalgic and approached Qin Kexin's canvas, smiling: "You paint much better than before."
The brightly colored butterfly was so vivid that it really couldn't have been painted without considerable skill.
"By the way, I still have to thank you; do you remember you helped me paint a colorful butterfly?"
Qin Kexin's face softened with gratitude and tenderness.
At that time, she was quite depressed and had even secretly cut her wrists.
Because her mind fell into a dead state, she only liked to paint things black.
Especially black butterflies.
Until one day, while she was painting, something suddenly happened, and when she came back, the black butterfly she had painted had turned colorful.
The dark and gloomy background had transformed into a sea of bright flowers.
With such painting skills, she knew it definitely wasn't her brother Qin Ming who painted it but Tang Yu.
That touch of color gave her a significant impact on her heart.
From that moment on, she slowly began to emerge from her depression.
She was undoubtedly grateful to Tang Yu, who had pulled her out of the abyss of despair.
Until… that misunderstanding happened, and their relationship became awkward.
"Oh, that time… I remember."
Tang Yu smiled awkwardly.
[Mainly, I had been putting up with you for a long time.]
[The drawing of the butterfly was so ugly that I couldn't stand it; I just wanted to show you a little bit about how to do it.]
"..."
The corners of Qin Kexin's mouth trembled.
This guy, was it because he actually disliked my painting?
Then she smiled, relieved.
No matter how misunderstood she was, it was a crucial point in her life.
She was still grateful to Tang Yu.
Grateful for that selfless act that helped her, and she was thankful that he saved the Qin family and her younger brother.
"Let's paint together again; it's been a long time since we painted together."
She looked at him expectantly and asked.
"You paint; I'll go down and take a walk."
Tang Yu shook his head.
Staying here made the atmosphere somewhat uncomfortable.
"Do you hate me that much?"
Seeing Tang Yu about to leave, Qin Kexin asked with a sad expression.
She didn't know why, but seeing Tang Yu's cold attitude toward her caused her pain.
This feeling was something she had not experienced with other men.
"Not at all hate; it's just that…"
Tang Yu was searching for a suitable reason when he noticed that Qin Kexin's eyes were red.
Seeing that tears were about to fall, Tang Yu softened and said, "It's just that I need to go to the bathroom."
"Then use the one here."
Qin Kexin pointed to the suite's bathroom.
"Okay, I'll go. Don't cry; otherwise, someone might think I'm bothering you."
Tang Yu quickly consoled her a bit, entered the bathroom, and symbolically urinated.
[A man and a woman alone in a room; if she comes out crying, my reputation will be ruined.]
[If Qin Ming finds out, that guy will surely broadcast it all over the world.]
After washing his hands and coming out, Tang Yu obediently sat next to Qin Kexin to paint with her.
Seeing Tang Yu stay to keep her company while painting made Qin Kexin smile happily, as if she had regained something she had lost a long time ago.
She was about to get up to find a brush for Tang Yu when her foot tripped over the easel and fell to the ground.
"Ah!"
Hearing the noise and Qin Kexin's scream, Tang Yu quickly got up and asked:
"Are you okay?"
"It's nothing; there's a carpet."
Qin Kexin shook her head. The soft carpet on the floor prevented her from getting hurt.
But just as she was trying to get up, she felt a pain in her ankle, causing her to take a breath.
"I think I twisted my ankle."
She looked at Tang Yu with an expression of regret.
"First, I'll take you to the sofa."
Tang Yu smiled bitterly; why did it seem so familiar?
He made Qin Kexin lean on his shoulder, and with one arm around her body, he carried her to the sofa.
Sitting on the sofa, Qin Kexin looked down to see how her foot was.
Since she was wearing stockings, to see it clearly, she had to take them off.
[Shit, do you want to take them off in front of me?]
[I can't stand it; I really can't stand it; I'm still a kid; how could you let me see this kind of thing?]
Tang Yu, for his part, tried his best to control his eyes not to look.
But since he was very worried about whether Qin Kexin had hurt herself, his eyes were somewhat uncontrollable.
No problem; men are just kind that way; they like to take care of women.
Qin Kexin's face turned slightly red upon hearing Tang Yu's thoughts.
It was nothing more than taking off her stockings.
...
Meanwhile, Qin Ming, the cause of all this, was in trouble.
Because three women came to look for him.
Su MuYue, Wang YiXue, and Jiang XiaoYue.
"Where is Tang Yu?"
After the three girls approached, Wang Yixue looked at Qin Ming and asked.
They arrived a bit late today, and after greeting Tang GangCheng, they learned that Tang Yu was here. After searching for him without success,
They then set their sights on Qin Ming.
"My older brother said he went out for something and might come back later."
Qin Ming answered somewhat nervously.
It was rare for his older brother and sister to be alone, so he didn't dare to let the suite turn into a battlefield.
The three women stared at him intensely, and the inexplicable pressure made Qin Ming feel uncomfortable.
After a while of tension, Qin Ming finally caved and, without much enthusiasm, pointed upstairs.
"It seems my older brother is talking to my sister."
The three women immediately ran upstairs toward the suite to find Tang Yu.
Upon arriving at the door, the three women looked at each other, and none dared to knock first.
"Let's listen."
Wang YiXue suggested softly.
Su MuYue and Jiang XiaoYue nodded, and the three lined up to press their faces against the door.
Then, they began to hear some sounds of murmuring and moaning.
"???"
The three women, with surprised expressions, opened the door and entered together without thinking.