Chapter 120: Never Being Remembered Is the Cruelest Thing (10)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

After that, Gu Yusheng immediately moved his head from Xiaowang’s ear with no emotion on his face, then turned and walked toward the elevator.

Despite Qin Zhi’ai and Xiaowang, who stood just behind and were also about to take the elevator, Gu Yusheng stepped into the elevator himself as soon as it opened and pressed the “close doors” button.

Xiaowang didn’t follow Gu Yusheng’s instructions told him until the elevator raised up to the second floor. After he had accompanied Qin Zhi’ai to a suite upstairs, he turned around and went downstairs.

Xiaowang pondered while driving to the shopping mall. Mr. Gu’s requirement was too abstract to understand. What’s a conservative dress? Why did he think the dress that Miss Liang was wearing was too revealing, like she was wearing nothing?

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Since it was uncomfortable to wear a tattered dress, Qin Zhi’ai took it off after she entered the room and put on the robe that came with the room.

She stayed alone in the suite of nearly three hundred square feet, and the television was off, so the suite seemed exceedingly quiet. Even the sound of the wind blowing outside the window could vaguely be heard.

Unaware of when Xiaowang would be back, Qin Zhi’ai stared at the colorful lights outside the window for a while to kill the time, then sat the sofa by the French window, glancing at blogs on her phone.

After a short while, she had to go to the bathroom, so she put her phone away and walked into the bathroom. When she took off her underwear, she saw blood on it, and her brows wrinkled at once.

Her period always came on time. It should have been the day after tomorrow, but this time it had come two days early. Is it because I caught a chill when I got wet in the rain two days ago?

There were sanitary pads offered by the hotel, so Qin Zhi’ai just took one from them. Then she walked out of the bathroom worriedly with her hands on her belly.

She suffered from pain caused by her period every month. She would go pale and vomit under the worst conditions. It had been like this for years. She had also gone to the doctors a million times, but it hadn’t gotten better, so she got through it with painkillers every month.

There was always a box of painkillers in her bag in case she needed them.

But today, since she had accompanied Gu Yusheng to the party, she had just carried a handbag. Since the handbag was too small to leave any room for it, and there was supposed to have been several days before her period came, she hadn’t brought the painkillers with her.

Qin Zhi’ai rubbed her belly painfully, then walked toward the hearth and boiled a pot of water. She poured one cup, carried it back to the window, sat on the sofa, and started drinking slowly.

She hoped that the hot water would ease the pain.

After the party was over and she was home, she could tolerate the pain alone, no matter how bad it was, but she was unwilling to look weak in front of Gu Yusheng, because that man had told her not to bother him. Over the three months since she had moved into his villa, she had never thought of asking him for help, no matter what or how difficult a problem she had was.