Chapter 46: Covered in Sweat (Wang Zhao & Sang Qian)

Sang Qian sighed," It's okay, you can go. I will tell aunt you helped me." He didn't know what to say, that didn't work.

He clicked his finger," I can't. I promised her, and I love my mother and.... I just cannot afford to lie to her." Well he lying but what he said was also true.

Sang Qian blinked. "Don't you think what you are doing is weird?" She laughed and leaned back on the couch. He scoffed.

Wang Zhao noticed that she was having difficulty to stand. He pulled her arm and lifted her up. Sang Qian screamed but he didn't care. He walked inside the only open room and put her down on the bed.

She was breathing heavily and totally dumbfounded. He walked to the closet and without saying anything, he searched through it. Finally in the end he found a sophisticated white long shirt. He threw it on her surprised face. "Change fast, I don't have time."

Sang Qian clenched her jaw but before she could say anything, he walked out. All Wang Zhao knew was how awkward it all was but he was doing this to be at peace.

He needed to make sure she was asleep peacefully. He walked to the kitchen and a smirk formed on his face. It was the time to show the herb magic.

He stirred some tea and boiled herbs he found in her kitchen. He added honey for sweetness and an evil glint passed from his eyes. He knocked on the door and heard a faint come in. He got in and noticed she was asleep on the bed and hadn't changed.

He sighed and walked to her. He pulled her up quite harshly because he was annoyed. She opened her eyes very lightly. He realized how drunk she was. He shook his head.

He placed the lukewarm herb tea to her lips and stared at her with a cold expression. "Drink this."

"This is really Bitter." She pushed it away with her eyes still closed.

He sighed. "Drink It in one go. If you don't. I will make you do it." After forcing her to drink it he let her sleep again.

He pulled out his phone. "Mr Kim, I need you to arrange a maid to look after Sang Qian. She had bruised her knees very bad and is in a very vulnerable state. Please make it fast, I am tired."

He ended the call and looked back at her. "You are such a troublemaker Sang Qian."

After a few minutes of waiting, Mr Kim arrived at Sang Qian's apartment with a maid. She was not that old probably younger than his mother but still older.

"Ah sorry to disturb you ma'am. I might need your help. Please come with me." Wang Zhao stated.

"It's my Job, Mr Wang." She followed him inside.

Wang Zhao opened the door to Sang Qian's room. "She is here, I might need your help with changing her clothes and taking care of her for a few days. I dressed her wound properly. Make sure she is asleep peacefully."

The Maid eyed the sleeping Sang Qian. "Okay Mr Wang. I will take care of her the best way possible."

Wang Zhao smiled. "Okay, and also, remember, no news should leak about her state. Please make sure you don't let anyone it unless they are from Wang family or the Sang family. You are familiar with them right?"

She nodded. "Yes sir."

Wang Zhao nodded and left the room. He walked outside and Mr Kim stared at him. "It's almost three. My wife always complains. You are so troublesome." Mr Kim remarked.

Wang Zhao shook his head. "You are the only one I can trust with such cases. Sorry again. Take two days off and spend time with your wife. I am also heading back, I am sleepy."

Wang Zhao texted, explaining the whole situation to Wang Yuhan and made sure that Wang Yuhan won't reveal a thing to Sang Qian.

***

BACK TO PRESENT

Wang Zhao sighed. She really didn't remember anything. He smiled lightly and walked downstairs.

He noticed Sang Qian had closed her eyes and was still curled up. He walked to her side and noticed her breathing pattern, she wasn't asleep. It's been more than two hours since they had food. He wasn't hungry himself.

He patted her shoulder. "It's already 9pm, you want to eat something? I have some work, make yourself something and if not, have some milk." His voice was calm and cold.

She nodded her head and didn't bother looking at him. She was thinking about Mi Chan and Li Zinhuo. She didn't feel good. Her heart ached lightly when she thought about Mi Chan's betrayal.

Even though Wang Zhao was pretending that it wasn't affecting him but she knew he was hurt deeply. Her heart knew he was just portraying to be fine.

He had headaches constantly but he won't tell. She knew it, and thinking about him put her in a sullen mood. She looked back and he was still there staring at her. She was surprised. "You said you had work, aren't you leaving?"

"I do. I am leaving. Before that, I wanted to remind you, I have put your bags in the room and made some space in the closet. Keep your stuff there."

Sang Qian nodded her head. "I will do it after I finish the movie. It's the climax scene."

He shrugged and walked outside. She stared at the door for a few seconds. A sigh escaped her lips. She was all alone in this huge apartment.

She turned off the TV and walked to the kitchen. The refrigerator was fully stocked. She opened the freezer and found a few small ice-cream cups. A smile was on her lips as she decided to eat one.

After she was done, she headed to the room and when she walked in, she was amazed. The room was familiar but the lighting had changed. It looked ever pretty.

She started arranging her clothes one by one. She placed the bag with her office stuff on one side. She was just focusing on doing her work. On the back of her head, she just wondered, what work he had.

She was married a day back and she was already acting like a typical wife. She laughed at her own joke. After doing her work, she took a bath. She checked the time, It was twelve and he hadn't returned.

Her hair tied in a bun and she wore a white nightgown. It was rather a comfortable and sophisticated one. It didn't reveal her skin and was just right. She was tired and decided to sleep again but the huge room was too empty for a single person.

She was staring blankly at the ceiling and suddenly her phone buzzed. She turned her head and noticed Mi Chan's number flashed on it. She frowned and her heart skipped a beat.

She raised the phone to her ear. She heard Mi Chan's meek voice on the other end. "Thank-you Sang Qian."

Sang Qian pursed her lips. "Where are you Mi Chan, are you with Li Zinhuo?" That was the first question in Sang Qian's brain.

"Yes I am at his family house now. Actually there is something we wanted to talk about with Wang Zhao. He isn't answering my calls or Li Zinhuo's."

As soon as Mi Chan's words reached Sang Qian's ears. She knew Wang Zhao already knew about Li Zinhuo and Mi Chan's relationship. Her heart tightened. She was afraid if Wang Zhao would find everything even she didn't know.

She ended the call and switched off her phone. Anxiety creeped up inside of her as she wondered how angry would he be if he found out Mi Chan was pregnant with Li Zinhuo's child. Her body shivered with the thought of his reaction.

He wasn't betrayed by his love of life but also his best friend. Even though both of them had their reasons, a betrayal was still a betrayal.

Sang Qian closed her eyes and slipped inside the sheets. She was thinking about Wang Zhao and fell asleep just like that.

***

Wang Zhao walked inside the apartment with a stoic expression. He was covered in sweat and his lip had a small cut on one side. The area below his eye was slightly bruised.

He walked straight to his room when he didn't see Sang Qian anywhere in the living room. He noticed it was already about 2am. He opened the door to his room and his eyes landed on Sang Qian.

She had curled herself up like a kid again. She looked like a sleeping angel with her white nightgown. He walked to her side and covered her with the duvet properly. He was standing there staring at her. "How can you compromise to be by my side after what I did to you?"

He asked her, but he knew she won't answer. His eyes turned cold. "You are a reminder of how bad of a person I am." He smiled coldly and walked inside the bathroom.

After he was done taking a bath. He walked to the bed and noticed Sang Qian was almost in the middle of the bed. He shook his head. 'Why is she always rolling on the bed?' He thought and slipped next to her. He tried to shift her to her side but he was too tired.

He gave up and turned off the lamp with his extended arm. As soon as he closes his eyes. He felt a tug on his sleeve. He looked down and saw Sang Qian holding his sleeve. He let out a deep breath and pulled his arm away.

He turned around and closed his eyes again. He fell asleep like that and Sang Qian turned around with her back facing his. He pulled the duvet over him and didn't care about her. She felt cold but didn't complain. Simply pulling herself closer she slept there, just like that.