MWC – Chapter 32 Red and Soft Hands

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Xuelong Phantom sped down the long street like a gust of wind.

In the driver’s seat, Pamela, wearing a luxurious white dress, seemed to glow with confidence. Perhaps driving an expensive supercar reminded her of many past memories and restored her self-assurance. She thoroughly enjoyed flooring the gas pedal, letting the night wind play with her golden hair.

Soon, the Xuelong Phantom slowed down and turned into Jing’an Alley, gradually coming to a stop beside a two-story building with a sign that read “Wang-Lu Law Firm” in the alley.

The other side of the parked car was next to a corner staircase leading to the second-floor balcony.

The streetlights made this section of the long alley seem somewhat dim.

“Would you like to come up for a cup of coffee?” Pamela turned her head and asked Lu Ming.

“No, thank you…” Lu Ming said casually, unfastening his seatbelt. But when he turned his head, he was stunned.

Pamela was leaning against the car seat, tilting her body towards him. Her fair, slender hand propped up her chin, and her silver-painted fingernail was gently bitten by her bright red lips. Her deep blue eyes were like water, shimmering with an indescribable allure.

Lu Ming was dumbfounded, and his heart began to pound wildly.

A fragrant breeze swept over him as Pamela’s exquisitely beautiful face came closer and closer. Her bright red lips slowly pressed against Lu Ming’s, and her teeth lightly bit his lower lip.

Lu Ming’s mind buzzed. That soft, fragrant, and moist sensation made him unconsciously open his mouth to suck, and the tingling feeling of his lip being gently bitten was incredibly stimulating.

Suddenly, Lu Ming caught a glimpse of a trace of confusion in Pamela’s eyes as she slowly closed her blue eyes.

Taking advantage of the moment before he was completely lost, he quickly pulled back, causing Pamela, who was leaning towards him, to pause and open her eyes, looking at him with some confusion.

Lu Ming opened the car door and got out. “Alright, go home and rest.”

The confusion and helplessness in Pamela’s eyes made Lu Ming suddenly understand her abrupt action.

Deep down, to say she completely misunderstood him would be inaccurate. After all, if she were a Western man, he wouldn’t treat her so well.

Although she was becoming more and more useful to him, her status as a beautiful Western woman had brought him many conveniences.

But to be honest, there was still an element of attraction to the opposite sex in the mix. Helping her while also helping himself, gaining her gratitude, and the faint sense of ambiguity—if she were a burly man, his feelings would be completely different.

That’s human nature, and he was no god detached from human nature.

However, he had never considered making her his lover or anything like that.

But Pamela might have thought that this was the most comfortable period since she gave birth to Bess.

It wasn’t just about living conditions; it was mainly because her sense of self-worth was being realized.

Moreover, Bess was particularly close to him.

As for himself, at least she didn’t find him repulsive.

So, she probably thought long and hard about how to continue this life and realized she couldn’t play dumb. Given her upbringing and inherent aristocratic pride, she probably felt that being his lover was only right after receiving such great favor from him. Especially since it seemed like a good life to keep living.

But in any case, giving herself to him as a lover was a fundamentally disruptive idea to her values. Hence, she was very conflicted, but she made up her mind tonight.

Especially earlier when they went dancing, there was a bit of awkwardness. Holding this incredibly dazzling Western beauty, he accidentally had a physiological reaction, which she noticed.

His body was quite weak, and recent Chinese medicine treatments hadn’t seemed to help much, but he was still a young man with normal desires. The more he tried to avoid contact with women, the stronger his reaction was when he finally had close physical contact with a sexy beauty.

This undoubtedly made Pamela misunderstand his intentions even more.

So, Pamela decided to break the ambiguous tension.

Of course, ultimately, it was because Pamela had developed feelings for him. Otherwise, with her upbringing and innate pride, she would never have done such a thing.

Lost in thought, Lu Ming walked up the balcony stairs. He glanced at the still slightly disoriented Pamela in the car, rubbed his nose, and thought, “I must be a hypocrite. But it’s not about what I want; it’s about what I can…”

…

Entering the house lost in thought, it was pitch black. Lu Ming tried the wall switch by the foyer, but the light didn’t come on.

“Don’t bother. The power on the second floor has been cut off. Find an electrician tomorrow,” Zhen Shi’s voice sounded, but it was colder than her usual melodious tone.

“Oh…” Lu Ming looked toward the source of the voice. The moonlight was dim, but after being inside for a while, he could gradually make out her silhouette.

He saw Zhen Shi standing in the middle of the room, her figure outlined by a flowing red dress and silk ribbons.

Lu Ming froze for a moment, his heart suddenly tightening as he remembered Zhen Shi’s sleepwalking incident.

At this moment, Zhen Shi’s beautiful eyes seemed to lack much of their usual softness and had a touch of coldness. Even her pretty face appeared more determined, with her delicate brows subtly changing, almost turning into sharp, heroic eyebrows.

“I didn’t expect you to be such a lecher, engaging in indecent behavior in public!” Zhen Shi’s tone had a hint of mockery.

“Hanzhu… you…” Lu Ming rubbed his nose, thinking it was incredible to be reprimanded by her.

“I’m not Hanzhu; I’m Bizhu!” Zhen Shi said flatly.

Lu Ming was stunned, “What are you talking about…? Ah, could it be? A split personality?”

Hanzhu was the gentle and weak girl he knew, but when her martial arts instincts awakened, she became this unyielding person?

Having watched too many fantastical stories in movies from his past life, he didn’t find it that bizarre, just incredible.

“I’ll check the circuit breaker…” Lu Ming, feeling confused, turned to go outside, hoping to clear his head with some fresh air.

“Master, It was someone who cut the power, probably an enemy of yours,”

Lu Ming was taken aback, stopped in his tracks, and turned around. He muttered a prayer, feeling somewhat relieved that she still called him “Master.”

If, during her sleepwalking incident, she hadn’t referred to him as “Young Master,” things might have been much more complicated tonight.

“Who cut the power? Are you okay?” Lost in thought, Lu Ming asked.

“It was this guy!” Zhen Shi pointed downward with her delicate hand.

Only then did Lu Ming notice a bulging sack next to the sofa near Zhen Shi’s embroidered shoes.

“Did he say who sent him?” Lu Ming asked, quickly trying to think. He didn’t really have any enemies here.

The only ones he could think of were the Liu family. Young Master Liu Hanliang had tried to get close to Bess but was humiliated by him. His cousin’s law firm also lost a case to him, and recently, he had taken on a case where Liu Hanming was the prosecutor.

“He didn’t say. He couldn’t take the beating. When I woke up, he was sneaking in, and with just a light touch from me, he died,” Zhen Shi said, looking at her snow-white hand and shaking her head helplessly.

Lu Ming was stunned. What? Killed with one slap? How strong is she? Is she using some kind of martial arts technique? He looked at the beautiful woman and suddenly felt a bit uneasy.

“However, he had a weapon and kerosene, seemingly intending to kill and set a fire. This isn’t an ordinary petty thief, so it must be one of your enemies.”

Lu Ming frowned. If it really was the Liu family, this was too aggressive. Planning to kill and burn the house down?

Most likely, it was Liu Hanliang’s own reckless decision. Liu Hanming wouldn’t be so imprudent. After all, he didn’t have a life-and-death feud with him. Especially now, being the defense attorney in Liu Hanming’s case, it wouldn’t be good for his reputation if something happened to him.

“I’ll take care of the body,” Zhen Shi said.

Lu Ming was stunned and wanted to ask if she knew how to handle it, but before he could speak, she had already disappeared, taking the sack with her.

She left behind gently swaying glass windows.

…

Waiting for Zhen Shi, Lu Ming unknowingly fell asleep on the sofa. He had been running around all day and was exhausted.

When he opened his eyes, the lights were on.

On the milky-white sofa, Zhen Shi was sitting curled up with her knees hugged to her chest. She was wearing a pale yellow dress, her face delicate and vibrant, her red lips looking luscious. A small red blanket covered her lower body, and even at home, her elegantly wrapped feet in luxurious brocade stockings were rarely revealed.

Seeing Lu Ming awake, she hurriedly got down, nervously putting on her embroidered shoes. “Master, you’re awake! I saw you were very tired and didn’t move when I called, so I thought it would be good for you to rest for a while.”

She took a few steps forward and pulled the blanket off Lu Ming.

Seeing her delicate hand painted with nail polish, Lu Ming felt a shiver.

That hand could kill with a slap? What is this?

Looking at her, Lu Ming hesitated, “Hanzhu?”

“Master, what’s wrong?” As she spoke, her snow-white hand inadvertently touched Lu Ming, making him shiver again.

He couldn’t help feeling that her cool hand was like a chilling weapon, reminiscent of a deadly martial arts technique…

Then he laughed at himself. She wouldn’t do that to him, would she? At least not as Hanzhu.

“Have you been home all this time?”

“Yes, I even had dinner and made you a late-night snack…” Zhen Shi skillfully put the thin blanket into the cabinet. “Master, I’ll prepare hot water for you to wash up…”

Watching her sway her slender waist into the washroom, Lu Ming rubbed his nose, thinking…

…

“Master, let me help you wash your hands!”

In the basin stand, steam rose from a half-filled basin of hot water, a white iron basin with a red picture of mandarin ducks at the bottom.

As Lu Ming put his hands in, Zhen Shi’s snow-white hand also reached in, gently grasping his palm.

Lu Ming’s body trembled immediately.

But her smooth, soft hand gently kneaded, making his palm feel tingly and numb.

Lu Ming’s body trembled again, but this time it wasn’t out of fear. It was because Zhen Shi’s long nails lightly scratched his palm, making him shiver with a tickling sensation that felt like a cat scratching at his heart.

Then, her ten slender, smooth fingers slipped between his fingers, gently holding and moving them.

It was like a hand massage from his previous life, but the exquisite beauty of this woman’s hands was beyond description.

Gradually, Lu Ming closed his eyes, feeling so comfortable that he almost wanted to moan.

The once fearsome deadly technique had transformed into tender, caressing hands.

That night, Lu Ming couldn’t help but have an incredibly vivid dream. In it, Zhen Shi knelt before him, using her mesmerizing hands to do something absurd.

Waking up in a cold sweat, he felt utterly drained.

He couldn’t even move a finger, his mouth dry, feeling feverish.

Lu Ming sighed helplessly. His body was too weak. Just a dream had left him feeling as though he had fallen seriously ill, like looking into a mirror of death in *Dream of the Red Chamber*.

If he were to engage in actual intimate activities, he might not survive.

“Master, are you alright?”

The door was gently pushed open, and under the light of the outer hall, Zhen Shi’s graceful figure appeared.

At that moment, her ears seemed extraordinarily sensitive, having heard Lu Ming’s groaning.

Lu Ming looked at her, momentarily speechless…