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Rebirth: Pampered Wife’s Counterattack

Chapter 388: Shaohua And Third Sister? (Part 3)
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Chapter 388: Shaohua And Third Sister? (Part 3)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“There’s no need.” Fang Shaohua returned to the bedside and touched the sheets lovingly.

The stain on the sheets caused his mood to soar even higher.

This represented the wonderful moment he shared with Xinxin.

He folded up the sheets and approached the main bedroom’s wardrobe. He placed it neatly inside.

“I’ve already prepared your meal. Please go ahead,” Gao Ru told him respectfully.

Fang Shaohua’s previous gloomy feelings were completely erased. He had been feeling down for the past few days and barely ate anything. Right now, he was starving.

He went to the living room and finished all the food quickly.

Gao Ru watched him eat. It seemed as though he had been starved. She recalled that two days ago, Mr. Fang had been struggling to eat. As expected, love was powerful.

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After finishing his meal, Fang Shaohua sent Gao Ru away.

He paced back and forth in his living room.

He had been drunk for several days. He wasn’t even sure what day it was right now.

He checked his phone. It was 8:00 p.m. on a Sunday.

He wanted to give Fang Xinxin a call, but the sound of her repeating the word ‘no’ replayed in his mind.

She didn’t give her his consent, did she?

Yet, he still forcefully took her innocence.

Surely she... hates him now?

He was afraid to learn of her hatred and despair...

However, even if she now hated him, he definitely had to take responsibility!

He hesitated for two hours and considered countless possibilities in his head. Finally at 10:00 in the night, Fang Shaohua made a call to Fang Xinxin’s phone.

The dialing tone rang more than ten times, but the call did not connect.

He lowered his gaze. As expected, she was unwilling to accept his call.

His heart was on the edge but he waited patiently. Just as the ringing was about to stop, Fang Xinxin’s drowsy voice finally reached him. “Brother, you’re awake?”

“You’re sleeping?”

“Yeah.” She yawned.

“Where are you?”

“Yu Ting Villa.”

A hint of cold appeared on his handsome face. “Where’s Bai Qinghao?”

“We’re not together. I don’t know what he is doing.” She was laying on the main bedroom’s bed. She guessed that Bai Qinghao was working in his study.

When Fang Shaohua heard this, most of the coldness in his expression faded.

Everything was fine if she was not sleeping with Bai Qinghao. “Xinxin, earlier, when you came by, I shouldn’t have...”

“Brother, don’t bring this up again!” She was quite embarrassed. “You only drank too much.”

“You don’t blame me?” He could not conceal the joy in his voice.

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“Things have already happened. What’s there to blame you for?” Besides, he had been drunk at the time. She had also blocked him with her hand.

He only kissed the back of her hand for a moment.

When they were young, the two of them used to play ‘house’ frequently. He had even kissed her face in the past!

Fang Shaohua was deeply moved. His joy nearly flooded out of his heart. “Xinxin, I... I will take responsibility for you!”

Fang Xinxin was dumbstruck. She responded hurriedly. “Brother, what are you talking about? You absolutely can’t! I’m Bai Qinghao’s fiancée. If he learns of your thought, you’ll be screwed!”

Her brother was really... though they were not related by blood, and even if he liked her, was there a need to take responsibility for a kiss on the back of her hand?

She recalled his drunken confession, he had said that he loved her...

She guessed that he was trying to take responsibility for his confession.

“But...” action

“There are no buts.” Fang Xinxin cut him off seriously. “Brother, Bai Qinghao is the only person in my heart. You can only be my brother.”

“...”

But he did not wish to be her brother at all. Even if that had been his role since they were young.

She seemed to have thought of something and suddenly continued apologetically. “Brother, I’m really sorry. I dirtied your bedsheet.”