Chapter 2: Old Profession

 

Tang Qiaoqiao put one hand below Shen Yue's neck, and the other hand passed under his legs. She directly princess carry him to the bed.

"I don't want to do this either."

Cute and soft girls would not hug men like this.

"You! You let me go!"

Shen Yue's body suddenly stiffened, feeling a great humiliation. However, Tang Qiaoqiao's hands were like iron, and he was unable to move at all. Originally, his head was already dizzy, and with this excitement, he suddenly lost consciousness.

Tang Qiaoqiao put him on the bed and murmured, "You are too light."

The man was only wearing black silk pajamas. He seemed to be too skinny without any flesh at all. When she clasped his hands, she felt like she was holding bones.

She turned on the bedside lamp, and only then did she see the man's appearance.

His face has a mustache, his lips were chapped, his pale skin was flushed abnormally, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Tang Qiaoqiao looked around the room and ran to the bathroom to get a hot towel to wipe his face.

In a daze, Shen Yue felt a pair of soft hands gently touching his eyebrows. He felt some heat was applied to his face, and there was a burst of comfort in his heart.

Tang Qiaoqiao wiped his face while muttering, "Such a beautiful man when you are in peace and quiet."

Shen Yue's face is slightly thin. He has deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and thin lips without any curvature.

His eyes are also black and shiny. When he looked at her for a moment, it seemed like his eyeballs were about to suck her in.

'Wait, eyeballs?'

"Are you awake?" Tang Qiaoqiao met Shen Yue's opened eyes and sighed in relief, "I thought you have fainted..."

"Get out!" Shen Yue immediately exuded a deep low pressure when he woke up.

Tang Qiaoqiao smashed the towel in her hand. "You are really a dog biting Lu Dongbin. You don't know good people."

[T/N: The Chinese proverbs "dog bites Lu Dongbin" means an inability to recognize goodness and repay kindness with vice. In the legend, Lu Dongbin tried to help a trapped dog, but he got bitten instead.]

"Good people?" Shen Yue's thin lips raised a sneer, "We all know your purpose in marrying me. There is no need to pretend."

He pointed his finger at the bedroom door. "Now, you. Get out!"

"What? Do you want to die? You don't want to eat food or get someone to look at your illness?" Tang Qiaoqiao looked at him condescendingly, "I won't let you do what you want. If you're dead, it's me who would be unlucky."

The original owner agreed to marry Shen Yue because it could be said that she was climbing into a wealthy family. Her husband is paralyzed and disabled. Maybe he will return to the West soon, and then she will get a huge inheritance.

[T/N: Just in case it's not clear, "the West" here means afterlife, not Europe/North America.]

However, the Shen family would not be ignorant of such a simple concept. The prerequisites for her marriage to Shen Yue is if Shen Yue passes away within two years, then she will not get a penny, and she will face endless troubles.

The most important thing is that in the novel, Shen Yue didn't die at all but instead tortured himself more and more abnormally. In the later stage, he competed with the male protagonist for the Shen family's property. The death of the original owner also had something to do with him.

At this moment, he doesn't want to eat or drink or see a doctor. It seems that he is torturing himself, but she will be blamed for this in the future.

Shen Yue snorted, "So you are not actually a fool."

Although she knew that he was scolding the original owner for being stupid, she felt that she had carried the blame for no reason.

Tang Qiaoqiao sat back by the bed. "Then please cooperate. I will change your clothes for you first. It's all soaked."

Before her hand could touch his neckline, he slapped the back of her hand. "Don't touch me." Shen Yue pursed his lips, and his face was as cold as an ice cellar.1

Tang Qiaoqiao touched the reddish back of her hand and tentatively asked, "You are so resistant to me. Is it because of the precautions of differences between men and women? Are you shy?" She has just become human and was not too accustomed to human rules.

Shen Yue glared at her.

"Then I will call Aunt Wang to come."

"I don't need anyone."

Tang Qiaoqiao rolled up her sleeves, "Either I will do it, or Aunt Wang. Otherwise, I will help you to take a hot bath?"

Shen Yue stared at the woman in front of him fiercely. She must have come here to torture him.

The woman looked back at him frankly and made him silent for a moment. After a while, he said dully, "Aunt Wang."

"It would have been better if you say this long ago." Tang Qiaoqiao grinned and quickly ran to the door downstairs and called Aunt Wang to come up.

Aunt Wang had been watching the movement downstairs for fear that the two would quarrel out of control. But when she came in and took a look, her master lay down on the bed without cursing or smashing things. His face is very calm.

And her madam smiled with her arms akimbo. "Aunt Wang, please call the doctor first. Do we have a family doctor?"

"Yes, yes, it's just..." Aunt Wang glanced at Shen Yue and hesitated to speak.

Tang Qiaoqiao: "What's the matter?"

Shen Yue: "You don't need to call a doctor."

"Why, you have a fever."

"If I say I don't need it, you don't need to call. Tang Qiaoqiao, you don't want to mess with me." Shen Yue's anger in his chest was almost uncontrollable.

Tang Qiaoqiao remembered that Shen Yue was in a car accident about half a year ago. At first, he still had a little feeling in his legs. At that time, he was treated by top doctors all over the world. But after trying various methods, they didn't work. On the contrary, the treatments tortured him. When the body is hurting, the mind is suffering.

Later, his legs became numb, and he can't feel them anymore.

From then on, Shen Yue developed a rebellious attitude towards seeing a doctor. He is no longer trusts any doctors and almost died of illness at one time. He was cruel to himself.

Tang Qiaoqiao thought of this and took a step back. "Well, Aunt Wang, you help him put new pajamas. Then replace all bedsheets and blankets. Clean the room all over. It is better to bask it out in the sun."

There was no sunshine in this room all year round, and there is a strange smell.

Aunt Wang responded to her and glanced at Shen Yue. He didn't have any objections. 'It was so strange. What happened here just now?' Since she was sent to take care of him, she has never been able to clean the room smoothly.

Shen Yue closed his eyes and gasped slightly. He just wanted this woman to get out of the room quickly. Her presence is making him having a headache from anger.

Aunt Wang stepped forward to start her work but stopped to look at Tang Qiaoqiao.

Tang Qiaoqiao met her gaze, blinked, and said, "You can start."

'Are you staying here?' Aunt Wang thought in her heart.

Shen Yue said coldly, "Now you can go out."

Aunt Wang said, "Madam, it's enough just to have me here. You can go and clean up yourself."

Tang Qiaoqiao: "I don't need to clean up. It's good.

"Dirty like a ghost." Shen Yue didn't even lift his eyelids but spit out a few words coldly.

"How is it possible?" Tang Qiaoqiao touched her face and saw a white and black rubbing mark on her hand. She raised her arm and smelled a strange smell mixed with the smell of alcohol and sweat.

"It's stinking." The man continued saying sharp words.

"Ah!" Tang Qiaoqiao yelled in horror. She immediately rushed downstairs and ran into her room.

She was standing in front of the mirror. The makeup on the woman's face in the mirror was patchy. The eyeliner and mascara were all pasted together. A few black marks were running on her cheeks, and her foundation was also rubbed off. Her face was a mess.

Yes, the original owner tried to confess shamefully to Shen Liang at the hotel last night. After returning home, she drank a lot of alcohol, did not remove her makeup, did not take a shower, and collapse with drunkenness. After she woke up, she had become her.

Tang Qiaoqiao sniffed the sour smell on her body with disgust. She quickly put the water to take a bath, turned on the bubbles in the jacuzzi, and immersed herself in the jacuzzi relaxedly. She soaked for half an hour, washing herself tender and clean from top to bottom, and then picked a peach pattern pajamas. At this time, her image in the mirror changed drastically.

The original owner has a very poor aesthetic. She likes to dress up in red and purple, and her face is full of heavy makeup, which often leads to the extremely gaudy and vulgar view by the netizens.

In fact, she does have a face suitable for the entertainment industry, with jet-black hair and round apricot eyes. The tails of her eyes are slightly raised, and the oval face is proud. When she smiles, her brows and eyes are crooked, and when she is not smiling, she also brings a different kind of charm.

However, it was covered by her own vulgar aesthetic.

Tang Qiaoqiao carefully wiped body lotion on her bright and fair skin and then took a deep sniff. The air was filled with a faint peach fragrant scent.

After she cleaned herself up, she went straight to the kitchen.

Aunt Wang was busy in the kitchen, and she was stunned when she saw her come in.

Tang Qiaoqiao became nervous. "What's wrong? There is still something on my face?"

"No, it's the first time I saw Madam dressed up like this. It looks much better. Oh, I didn't mean that Madam was not good before." Aunt Wang hurriedly explained.

"It's okay. I dressed really ugly before." Tang Qiaoqiao waved her hand to show that she didn't mind.

Aunt Wang sighed with relief. She felt that today her madam had changed a lot, and she likes the current madam.

"Madam, I've changed everything for Master's clothes and bedsheets. I'm about to make some food for him. What do you want to eat?"

Tang Qiaoqiao looked at the kitchen carefully, "Go and rest. I'll make him some food."

Aunt Wang asked in surprise, "You know how to cook?"

Tang Qiaoqiao smiled triumphantly, "This is my old profession." What other profession could an iron ladle have? Of course, it's cooking!1

Aunt Wang: "Well, if you have any needs, Madam, please call me anytime."

After Aunt Wang went out, Tang Qiaoqiao checked the refrigerator, and it was full of fresh ingredients. Since Shen Yue is ill, it is better to eat something bland.

Chapter 2: Old Profession

 

Tang Qiaoqiao put one hand below Shen Yue's neck, and the other hand passed under his legs. She directly princess carry him to the bed.

"I don't want to do this either."

Cute and soft girls would not hug men like this.

"You! You let me go!"

Shen Yue's body suddenly stiffened, feeling a great humiliation. However, Tang Qiaoqiao's hands were like iron, and he was unable to move at all. Originally, his head was already dizzy, and with this excitement, he suddenly lost consciousness.

Tang Qiaoqiao put him on the bed and murmured, "You are too light."

The man was only wearing black silk pajamas. He seemed to be too skinny without any flesh at all. When she clasped his hands, she felt like she was holding bones.

She turned on the bedside lamp, and only then did she see the man's appearance.

His face has a mustache, his lips were chapped, his pale skin was flushed abnormally, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Tang Qiaoqiao looked around the room and ran to the bathroom to get a hot towel to wipe his face.

In a daze, Shen Yue felt a pair of soft hands gently touching his eyebrows. He felt some heat was applied to his face, and there was a burst of comfort in his heart.

Tang Qiaoqiao wiped his face while muttering, "Such a beautiful man when you are in peace and quiet."

Shen Yue's face is slightly thin. He has deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and thin lips without any curvature.

His eyes are also black and shiny. When he looked at her for a moment, it seemed like his eyeballs were about to suck her in.

'Wait, eyeballs?'

"Are you awake?" Tang Qiaoqiao met Shen Yue's opened eyes and sighed in relief, "I thought you have fainted..."

"Get out!" Shen Yue immediately exuded a deep low pressure when he woke up.

Tang Qiaoqiao smashed the towel in her hand. "You are really a dog biting Lu Dongbin. You don't know good people."

[T/N: The Chinese proverbs "dog bites Lu Dongbin" means an inability to recognize goodness and repay kindness with vice. In the legend, Lu Dongbin tried to help a trapped dog, but he got bitten instead.]

"Good people?" Shen Yue's thin lips raised a sneer, "We all know your purpose in marrying me. There is no need to pretend."

He pointed his finger at the bedroom door. "Now, you. Get out!"

"What? Do you want to die? You don't want to eat food or get someone to look at your illness?" Tang Qiaoqiao looked at him condescendingly, "I won't let you do what you want. If you're dead, it's me who would be unlucky."

The original owner agreed to marry Shen Yue because it could be said that she was climbing into a wealthy family. Her husband is paralyzed and disabled. Maybe he will return to the West soon, and then she will get a huge inheritance.

[T/N: Just in case it's not clear, "the West" here means afterlife, not Europe/North America.]

However, the Shen family would not be ignorant of such a simple concept. The prerequisites for her marriage to Shen Yue is if Shen Yue passes away within two years, then she will not get a penny, and she will face endless troubles.

The most important thing is that in the novel, Shen Yue didn't die at all but instead tortured himself more and more abnormally. In the later stage, he competed with the male protagonist for the Shen family's property. The death of the original owner also had something to do with him.

At this moment, he doesn't want to eat or drink or see a doctor. It seems that he is torturing himself, but she will be blamed for this in the future.

Shen Yue snorted, "So you are not actually a fool."

Although she knew that he was scolding the original owner for being stupid, she felt that she had carried the blame for no reason.

Tang Qiaoqiao sat back by the bed. "Then please cooperate. I will change your clothes for you first. It's all soaked."

Before her hand could touch his neckline, he slapped the back of her hand. "Don't touch me." Shen Yue pursed his lips, and his face was as cold as an ice cellar.1

Tang Qiaoqiao touched the reddish back of her hand and tentatively asked, "You are so resistant to me. Is it because of the precautions of differences between men and women? Are you shy?" She has just become human and was not too accustomed to human rules.

Shen Yue glared at her.

"Then I will call Aunt Wang to come."

"I don't need anyone."

Tang Qiaoqiao rolled up her sleeves, "Either I will do it, or Aunt Wang. Otherwise, I will help you to take a hot bath?"

Shen Yue stared at the woman in front of him fiercely. She must have come here to torture him.

The woman looked back at him frankly and made him silent for a moment. After a while, he said dully, "Aunt Wang."

"It would have been better if you say this long ago." Tang Qiaoqiao grinned and quickly ran to the door downstairs and called Aunt Wang to come up.

Aunt Wang had been watching the movement downstairs for fear that the two would quarrel out of control. But when she came in and took a look, her master lay down on the bed without cursing or smashing things. His face is very calm.

And her madam smiled with her arms akimbo. "Aunt Wang, please call the doctor first. Do we have a family doctor?"

"Yes, yes, it's just..." Aunt Wang glanced at Shen Yue and hesitated to speak.

Tang Qiaoqiao: "What's the matter?"

Shen Yue: "You don't need to call a doctor."

"Why, you have a fever."

"If I say I don't need it, you don't need to call. Tang Qiaoqiao, you don't want to mess with me." Shen Yue's anger in his chest was almost uncontrollable.

Tang Qiaoqiao remembered that Shen Yue was in a car accident about half a year ago. At first, he still had a little feeling in his legs. At that time, he was treated by top doctors all over the world. But after trying various methods, they didn't work. On the contrary, the treatments tortured him. When the body is hurting, the mind is suffering.

Later, his legs became numb, and he can't feel them anymore.

From then on, Shen Yue developed a rebellious attitude towards seeing a doctor. He is no longer trusts any doctors and almost died of illness at one time. He was cruel to himself.

Tang Qiaoqiao thought of this and took a step back. "Well, Aunt Wang, you help him put new pajamas. Then replace all bedsheets and blankets. Clean the room all over. It is better to bask it out in the sun."

There was no sunshine in this room all year round, and there is a strange smell.

Aunt Wang responded to her and glanced at Shen Yue. He didn't have any objections. 'It was so strange. What happened here just now?' Since she was sent to take care of him, she has never been able to clean the room smoothly.

Shen Yue closed his eyes and gasped slightly. He just wanted this woman to get out of the room quickly. Her presence is making him having a headache from anger.

Aunt Wang stepped forward to start her work but stopped to look at Tang Qiaoqiao.

Tang Qiaoqiao met her gaze, blinked, and said, "You can start."

'Are you staying here?' Aunt Wang thought in her heart.

Shen Yue said coldly, "Now you can go out."

Aunt Wang said, "Madam, it's enough just to have me here. You can go and clean up yourself."

Tang Qiaoqiao: "I don't need to clean up. It's good.

"Dirty like a ghost." Shen Yue didn't even lift his eyelids but spit out a few words coldly.

"How is it possible?" Tang Qiaoqiao touched her face and saw a white and black rubbing mark on her hand. She raised her arm and smelled a strange smell mixed with the smell of alcohol and sweat.

"It's stinking." The man continued saying sharp words.

"Ah!" Tang Qiaoqiao yelled in horror. She immediately rushed downstairs and ran into her room.

She was standing in front of the mirror. The makeup on the woman's face in the mirror was patchy. The eyeliner and mascara were all pasted together. A few black marks were running on her cheeks, and her foundation was also rubbed off. Her face was a mess.

Yes, the original owner tried to confess shamefully to Shen Liang at the hotel last night. After returning home, she drank a lot of alcohol, did not remove her makeup, did not take a shower, and collapse with drunkenness. After she woke up, she had become her.

Tang Qiaoqiao sniffed the sour smell on her body with disgust. She quickly put the water to take a bath, turned on the bubbles in the jacuzzi, and immersed herself in the jacuzzi relaxedly. She soaked for half an hour, washing herself tender and clean from top to bottom, and then picked a peach pattern pajamas. At this time, her image in the mirror changed drastically.

The original owner has a very poor aesthetic. She likes to dress up in red and purple, and her face is full of heavy makeup, which often leads to the extremely gaudy and vulgar view by the netizens.

In fact, she does have a face suitable for the entertainment industry, with jet-black hair and round apricot eyes. The tails of her eyes are slightly raised, and the oval face is proud. When she smiles, her brows and eyes are crooked, and when she is not smiling, she also brings a different kind of charm.

However, it was covered by her own vulgar aesthetic.

Tang Qiaoqiao carefully wiped body lotion on her bright and fair skin and then took a deep sniff. The air was filled with a faint peach fragrant scent.

After she cleaned herself up, she went straight to the kitchen.

Aunt Wang was busy in the kitchen, and she was stunned when she saw her come in.

Tang Qiaoqiao became nervous. "What's wrong? There is still something on my face?"

"No, it's the first time I saw Madam dressed up like this. It looks much better. Oh, I didn't mean that Madam was not good before." Aunt Wang hurriedly explained.

"It's okay. I dressed really ugly before." Tang Qiaoqiao waved her hand to show that she didn't mind.

Aunt Wang sighed with relief. She felt that today her madam had changed a lot, and she likes the current madam.

"Madam, I've changed everything for Master's clothes and bedsheets. I'm about to make some food for him. What do you want to eat?"

Tang Qiaoqiao looked at the kitchen carefully, "Go and rest. I'll make him some food."

Aunt Wang asked in surprise, "You know how to cook?"

Tang Qiaoqiao smiled triumphantly, "This is my old profession." What other profession could an iron ladle have? Of course, it's cooking!1

Aunt Wang: "Well, if you have any needs, Madam, please call me anytime."

After Aunt Wang went out, Tang Qiaoqiao checked the refrigerator, and it was full of fresh ingredients. Since Shen Yue is ill, it is better to eat something bland.