The CEO's Substitute Wife Is A Genius-Chapter 43 - The Awkwardness in the Bathroom

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Chapter 43: Chapter 43 The Awkwardness in the Bathroom

Chapter 43 -43 The Awkwardness in the Bathroom

Lu Xingzhou turned into an ice sculpture, rigid and unmoving.

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He was a man with a cleanliness obsession, didn’t smoke, and rarely drank.

When he did drink, he never allowed himself to get drunk, much less a sloppy mess.

The disheveled girl in front of him clearly invaded his no-go zone. He suppressed his temper and strode over briskly, kicking the girl, who resembled a pile of mud, with his foot.

“Go take a shower, you stink to high heaven!”

“Handsome… guy?” Jiang Man, already having drunk her senses away, stumbled to her feet and leaned toward Lu Xingzhou.

As soon as she got close, he dodged away in disgust.

Jiang Man furrowed her delicate brows. “Why are you running away? I’m just going to touch you… It’s not like I’m doing anything else…”

Having said that, she approached again with a giggle.

This time, she opened her arms wide and bear-hugged Lu Xingzhou.

Lu Xingzhou was going mad, smelling the stench of alcohol on her and trying to push her away, only to find that Jiang Man was as strong as an ox.

At that moment, he was like a harassed and pitiful little wife.

Jiang Man, blurry with drink, rested her face on Lu Xingzhou’s chest. “So comfy…”

She stood up unsatisfied, swaying back and forth.

A slender and good-looking hand reached out toward Lu Xingzhou, giving his muscles a firm squeeze when she touched them.

Lu Xingzhou was going insane!

He had lived for thirty years and one day, to be actually harassed by a young girl?

He had trained in free combat, and it would be easy for him to subdue Jiang Man, but that could injure her.

Given that she was drunk and not in her right mind, Lu Xingzhou decided not to make a fuss, preferring to suffer a bit himself.

If Jiang Man wouldn’t go take a shower, then he would carry her there.

With that in mind, Lu Xingzhou hoisted her up by the waist.

He hadn’t expected Jiang Man to be as strong as an ox, but she was not heavy at all.

Carrying her was easy, not even causing him to breathe hard, so he brought her into the bathroom.

“Stop messing around, take a shower and go to bed!”

Lu Xingzhou said sternly.

He set Jiang Man down, intending for her to wash herself.

But Jiang Man could barely stand straight, tottering on the edge of falling.

“Jiang Man, wake up!”

Lu Xingzhou shook Jiang Man.

Jiang Man opened her eyes lazily, now even lacking the energy to act drunk.

So sleepy…

Her eyelids felt like they were fighting each other, ready to meet the Duke of Zhou at any moment.

“Don’t sleep, you’re too dirty, you’re not allowed on my bed!”

Lu Xingzhou growled.

After saying that, he steadied Jiang Man with one hand and reached for the showerhead with the other, intending to spray her down and refresh her.

But as he bent over to grab the showerhead, Jiang Man tilted along with him.

The next second, Lu Xingzhou was stunned!

To stabilize herself, Jiang Man had grabbed hold of him, but she grabbed the wrong place.

She tugged at his bathrobe, unraveling the belt and, in the process, also pulled on something she shouldn’t have…

“Oh, such aches and pains!” The next day, Jiang Man woke up naturally.

She held her throbbing head and found that in addition to the discomfort in her head, her whole body felt unpleasant.

Opening her eyes, she realized she was lying on a soft, large bed.

It took Jiang Man a while to remember exactly what had happened.

This was Lu Xingzhou’s room, where she had indulged in alcohol last night, drinking a whole bottle of red wine until she blacked out.

“Mr. Lu?” she sat up, suppressing the discomfort that overwhelmed her body.

The room was empty, white gauze curtains blocking out the sunlight from outside, letting in only a soft glow of light.

Jiang Man walked into the bathroom and found that the toiletries had already been prepared for her.

Beyond the toiletries, there was also a set of clean clothes, neatly laid out on the washbasin.

She smelled herself, a lingering scent of alcohol, not very pleasant.

After washing up and changing into clean clothes, Jiang Man made her way downstairs.

In the dining room, someone was already having breakfast, her voice heard before she could be seen.

“Brother Xingzhou, why hasn’t sister-in-law gotten up yet? Brother, don’t you hate people who oversleep the most?”

Jiang Man heard this remark and couldn’t help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

This Wen Jingya really was a piece of work, living by the sea yet meddling so widely.

She quickened her pace, planning to confront Wen Jingya directly and have a good argument.

But before she could act, a deep voice preempted her.

“Your sister-in-law is an exception.”

The voice was devoid of any emotion, cold and heavy.

“…What?”

Wen Jingya’s expression became rigid as she lifted her pitiful eyes, completely puzzled.

Lu Xingzhou put down his chopsticks and became serious, “I don’t mind if your sister-in-law oversleeps; this is her home. She can sleep as long as she wants.”

Upon hearing this, Wen Jingya’s cheeks turned instantly red with embarrassment, wishing she could crawl into a hole and hide.

Her appearance became even more pitiable, her voice tinged with a sob, “Brother, don’t be angry, I didn’t mean anything by it. I know I’m an outsider, staying under someone else’s roof means I should watch my mouth, and not say things I shouldn’t.”

Having said this, Wen Jingya shut her mouth, biting her lips tightly.

Her lips turned red from the pressure, as if they were about to bleed.

“Jingya, you misunderstood me.” After all, Lu Xingzhou saw Wen Jingya as a younger sister; the two had grown up together, and there was still familial affection.

He sighed, “Your sister-in-law has had a tragic life. She’s been drifting from place to place since she was young, abandoned by her birth parents, and grew up relying on others for food. Before, let alone oversleeping, she probably couldn’t even secure her basic needs. Now that she finally has a home, it’s not excessive for her to sleep as much as she wants, or eat as much as she wants.”

“…I didn’t consider my sister-in-law’s position. It won’t happen again,” Wen Jingya replied, her head bowed in shame.

How could she possibly empathize with Jiang Man’s situation? It was nothing more than her ugly side being exposed by Lu Xingzhou, making her feel humiliated.

Jiang Man stood still, her mind momentarily dazed.

She was stunned by Lu Xingzhou’s words!

Though she and Lu Xingzhou were both rich second-generation kids, pampered since childhood.

The difference was, Lu Xingzhou was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, but Jiang Man was not.

Indeed, until the age of three, she really was raised depending on the charity of others. With heart disease, nobody wanted to take her in; even the orphanage operated on the principle that it was better to avoid trouble than invite it, turning a blind eye to her plight.

Later, her adoptive father took her in and gave her the best of everything, but deep down she knew she was different from those real rich second-generation kids.

Her friends from her childhood were mostly rich second-generation, with little empathy, even accustomed to being superior, oblivious to the sufferings of the common people.

To meet a rich second-generation like Lu Xingzhou, who could put himself in another’s shoes and truly empathize with the poor, was a first for her.

Something stirred in Jiang Man’s heart.

She lifted the corners of her mouth and strode towards the dining table, “Husband, my whole body aches.”

At these words, Wen Jingya was taken aback, then her complexion turned ashen with disbelief.

Her whole body aches?

Could it be that last night Jiang Man and Brother Xingzhou…?

But wasn’t Brother Xingzhou someone who never touched women?

Not only was Wen Jingya shocked, Lu Xingzhou too was surprised enough to look up, meeting Jiang Man’s bright and charming smile, utterly confounded.

What was this girl talking about, mentioning such a suggestive thing?

The image from last night’s bathroom scene instantly flashed through his mind, and his iceberg-like face suddenly reddened with blush…