Chapter 53: It’s your fault

She let out a cold sigh, then stepped through the puddles, making her way towards the dormitories.

“Baby… where did you go…?”

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Meanwhile,

Yin Xuelian carried Su Cheng into the car, her own clothes on the verge of being completely drenched.

“Uncle Chen, let’s go home.”

“Yes, Miss.”

Outside the car window, heavy rain lashed against the glass, creating a tumultuous symphony of sound that showed no signs of abating.

Lying in the back seat, Su Cheng rested her head on Yin Xuelian’s lap.

Within the quiet confines of the car, Su Cheng’s steady, somewhat heavy breaths echoed, occasionally punctuated by soft murmurs from her lips.

The rain had also dampened her fringe and the edges of her clothes, though significantly less so than Yin Xuelian’s.

Yin Xuelian gently, almost imperceptibly, wiped away the water droplets on Su Cheng’s face, then brushed aside her damp, clinging fringe, taking in her sleeping visage.

Her phone screen displayed a chat window with her advisor.

[Xuelian, your matter has been handled. You also scored the highest on this mock exam, allowing you to complete your courses early.]

[However, this is a one-time exception. There won’t be any special channels for early completion in the future.]

A subtle curve touched Yin Xuelian’s lips as her cool fingertips tapped a few simple words onto the screen.

[Received, thank you, Advisor. 🌹🌹]

She secretly let out a sigh of relief, and the thought of spending the entire next day with Su Cheng made it impossible for Yin Xuelian to suppress her joyful smile.

Yin Xuelian had already checked the weather forecast on her way over; a typhoon was passing through, ensuring another rainy day tomorrow.

Had Su Cheng not been so intoxicated, Yin Xuelian would have certainly shared a drink or two with her, but she had already passed out by the time Yin Xuelian arrived.

‘In this life, Su Cheng is a bit of a small fry, isn’t she…?’

Gently caressing that quiet, delicate sleeping face, the soft, warm touch made Yin Xuelian’s fingertips tremble slightly.

More than anything, it was due to sheer excitement.

In the coming moments, she could indulge in unrestrained acts towards the owner of this face.

However, the thought of Lin Shiyue having already taken advantage of Su Cheng’s drunken state to make a move instantly soured Yin Xuelian’s mood, a chill appearing in her eyes.

Regardless, even if it meant imprisoning Su Cheng, she would never hand her over to Lin Shiyue.

‘Su Cheng can only be mine…’

A surge of intense possessiveness flared and then receded.

The sound of rain drumming against the car window mirrored Yin Xuelian’s heart at that moment, rapid and irregular.

Su Cheng’s eyelashes fluttered faintly, and the murmurs escaping her lips caused Yin Xuelian’s fingers to unconsciously tighten.

“Mm-hm… Lian’er…”

Yin Xuelian’s gaze trembled incessantly, a mixture of surprise and excitement in her eyes.

Several times now, Su Cheng had called out that special endearment while asleep, leading Yin Xuelian to question Su Cheng’s true identity.

Based on the information Yin Xuelian currently possessed, there was more than a fifty percent chance she was indeed the Su Cheng from her previous life.

If that were the case, she would have to use every possible means to obtain Su Cheng.

Even if it meant employing unconventional methods.

No one could witness the pathological glint that now surfaced in Yin Xuelian’s eyes, nor the faint blush on her cheeks tinged with possessiveness, as the warmth from her palm on Su Cheng’s face seemed to steadily permeate her very being.

Outside the car window, a bolt of lightning flashed, illuminating the swirling dark crimson in Yin Xuelian’s eyes.

She leaned down, drawing close to Su Cheng’s ear, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible: “This time, it’s my turn to love you, my treasure…”

Su Cheng’s sleeping face remained as peaceful as before, a faint curve subtly gracing her lips.

Inhaling the orange scent that permeated the air, Yin Xuelian’s mood grew even more buoyant.

The sedan drove into a high-end residential complex, where every building was a detached villa.

Uncle Chen smoothly parked the car in front of the villa’s entrance, and Yin Xuelian, declining his assistance, single-handedly carried Su Cheng out of the car while holding an umbrella.

Su Cheng’s petite frame felt truly like holding a small child in Yin Xuelian’s arms.

Her body was warm and pliant, carrying a faint scent of alcohol, yet within that strong alcoholic aroma, a subtle orange fragrance wafted, like a fine orange-flavored liqueur.

“Little Ke, turn on the living room lights.”

“Understood.”

The vast, dark living room instantly brightened, and Yin Xuelian felt quite satisfied with this whole-house smart system, which had cost a significant sum (TL Note: Implies tens of thousands of dollars or equivalent) and responded to her every command.

Carrying Su Cheng into her own bedroom, Yin Xuelian’s heart swelled with excitement as she closed the door, first gently placing Su Cheng on the bed to rest, then moving to her wardrobe to retrieve her own nightgown.

Yin Xuelian’s damp clothes slowly slipped away, revealing her flawless, fair skin beneath the lamplight, and soon, she was completely naked.

Although Su Cheng was present in the room, Yin Xuelian felt no apprehension about being seen by her.

Besides, Su Cheng was still fast asleep.

“Ah, that’s better.”

Having taken care of herself, it was now Su Cheng’s turn.

Retrieving a spaghetti-strap nightgown she had bought but never worn, a playful smile touched Yin Xuelian’s lips.

If Su Cheng truly was a reincarnator, wearing such a nightgown would surely make her so embarrassed she’d wish to burrow into the ground.

‘Hehe, don’t blame your elder sister, okay? I should grab a set of underwear too.’

Clutching the clothes she had prepared for Su Cheng, Yin Xuelian approached the bed with light, cheerful steps.

Gazing at the still-unconscious Su Cheng on the bed, it was as if a delectable feast lay before her, to be enjoyed however she pleased.

“My little treasure, I’m going to help you change clothes now, so be a good girl, okay?” Yin Xuelian murmured, swallowing the saliva that was threatening to overflow.

A sense of extravagant waste (TL Note: Refers to the feeling of something precious being used in an unworthy or unappreciated way, often applied to beauty or talent) washed over her.

But who could blame Su Cheng for being so adorable and enticing? If anyone was to blame, it was herself.

‘I don’t have any naughty thoughts like that; I’m a good person…’

Crouching beside Su Cheng, she grasped the hem of her T-shirt and slowly lifted it, revealing a pristine, snow-white abdomen devoid of any excess flesh, causing Yin Xuelian to unconsciously wipe the corner of her mouth.

‘I’m a good person, I’m a good person…’ Yin Xuelian mumbled to herself, yet how long could her surging emotions be contained?

It took her nearly a minute to remove Su Cheng’s top, and already Yin Xuelian’s face was flushed crimson, not from embarrassment, but from the immense effort to suppress the desire in her heart.

‘First, finish the important task… Calm down, Yin Xuelian…’

Patting her heated cheeks, Yin Xuelian continued to help Su Cheng change, spending several more minutes to finally remove all her damp clothes.

Su Cheng’s flawless, snow-white body lay fully exposed before Yin Xuelian, who felt no urgency to dress her, choosing instead to admire it for a moment.

Yin Xuelian’s already accelerated heartbeat was nearing the brink of uncontrollable intensity.

Her breathing quickened, the rise and fall of her chest becoming more pronounced, and an ambiguous, sensual atmosphere permeated the air.

“Little Ke, close the curtains.”

“Understood, right away.”

With the curtains drawn, only the overhead light illuminated everything in the room, ensuring no one could disturb them.

Yin Xuelian swallowed hard, the saliva in her mouth, her almond-shaped eyes wide not from anger, but from sheer excitement.

Her warm fingertips gently traced the girl’s flawless face, so delicate it seemed as though a little more pressure might break its perfect surface.

Perhaps it was this fleeting warmth that caused Su Cheng to unconsciously furrow her brows, shiver slightly, and lean closer to the source of warmth beside her.

“Cold…”

The faint word escaped Su Cheng’s slightly parted lips, and a flicker of concern instantly crossed Yin Xuelian’s eyes, swiftly replaced by a peculiar smile.

“My little treasure, elder sister is here to warm you.”

Yin Xuelian slowly leaned down, draping herself over Su Cheng like a blanket, her warm, humid breath caressing Su Cheng’s face, gradually painting her delicate cheeks crimson.

As a comforting warmth diffused into her body, the white-haired sleeping beauty curved her lips into a contented smile.

Unbeknownst to Su Cheng, Yin Xuelian’s eyes were already brimming with desire and greed.

She yearned to claim this exquisite delicacy for herself, to savor it alone.

The orange-scented alcoholic aroma clouded her mind, its sweet essence entering her nostrils, reaching deep into her heart, and sending ripples through her soul.

The love buried deep within her cracked open, unfurling like an endless vine…

Their fingers intertwined, Yin Xuelian held Su Cheng tightly, their chests pressed together, exchanging the rhythm of their hearts.

“Ha… ha…”

Yin Xuelian shook her head, forcefully suppressing the wicked thoughts in her mind, yet her nerves, continuously numbed by that peculiar fragrance, devoured the last vestiges of her rationality.

The peculiarity in her eyes became increasingly pronounced, until finally, peach-colored hearts (TL Note: A common emoji or symbol representing love/desire) consumed her pupils.

“My little treasure, I can’t hold back any longer… I’m sorry…”

“Blame yourself then… Ha… mm…”