Chapter 115: Chapter 113: Husband, You’ve Arrived_2
If she wasn’t there, it was very likely that she was on her way home.
However, Zhang Hao still wanted to criticize his sister-in-law for not answering her phone.
Mobile phones are meant for communication, but what’s the point of buying one if you never use it?
Zhang Hao drove to his sister-in-law’s workplace, which was actually just an ordinary small company, nothing too large-scale.
Yet even so, there were plenty of things to keep busy with every day.
Zhang Hao got out of the car and walked into the company with a lunchbox in hand.
As soon as he arrived at the office area, he faintly heard people talking.
"Xiaohui, you’re so pretty, and yet you’re still working. What on earth is your husband thinking? Is he really that assured?"
He Qianhui was almost done with work and ready to go home.
But unexpectedly, the annoying male colleague appeared at this moment.
And it caught her off guard.
"A woman who isn’t at home taking care of her husband and child is very incompetent."
"Besides, you’ve been working at the company for quite some time, and I’ve never seen your husband pick you up. Is there some problem between you two?"
Zhang Hao happened to hear every word the male colleague said.
So he decided to step in and help his sister-in-law out of the awkward situation.
"Wife, why haven’t you come home yet? I told you not to work, but you wouldn’t listen. Can’t I provide for you?"
He Qianhui turned around sharply and saw Zhang Hao. She could finally get out of her awkward predicament and quickly said with a smile, "Husband, you’re here!"
Chapter 114 On the Car Ride Home
Those two male colleagues always thought that He Qianhui was the type whose marriage was unhappy.
Or perhaps her husband had found someone new, which is why she had to work.
Now, it seemed that was not the case.
Zhang Hao acted very naturally, wrapping one arm around He Qianhui’s slender waist.
"Mom made dinner and has been waiting for you to come home and eat, but you didn’t answer my calls, so I brought it here for you."
The scent of the food was detectable even through the bag, and He Qianhui was already very hungry.
"I haven’t finished my work yet, so let’s wait a bit and take it home to eat."
With Zhang Hao’s support, He Qianhui was not afraid of those two people anymore.
She returned to her computer to finish the last bit of work.
Only then did she happily save the file and send it to her boss’s email.
The two slightly buzz-killing male colleagues were left looking at each other, unsure of what to do next.
He Qianhui couldn’t be bothered to introduce these two to Zhang Hao.
Work completed, things packed, it was time to go home after work.
Coming out of the company, He Qianhui couldn’t stop touching her chest.
"Hao, your timing couldn’t have been better. If you had come any later, who knows what might have happened."
Zhang Hao chuckled and said, "Then wait a bit—I deserve a kiss from my sister-in-law as thanks."
He Qianhui stopped in her tracks, and Zhang Hao also came to a halt, unsure of what she was about to do.
He Qianhui then placed her hands on Zhang Hao’s shoulders, tiptoed, and gently kissed his cheek, her soft lips sending a thrilling sensation through him.
This kiss was different from the usual kind they shared in bed.
"I know you got Liu Gang locked up, but he’ll get out one day, and he’s sure to come looking for trouble again. What will you do then?"
Zhang Hao held his sister-in-law’s waist and said, "Then it depends on what you decide, sister-in-law."
"Do you want to go back to that dark life, or make a clean break with him and welcome a new and wonderful one?"
He Qianhui had her answer in her heart long ago.
But deep down, she still held onto a bit of conservatism.
A divorced woman wasn’t valued much.
She also worried about whether Zhang Hao would despise her for being married before.
If everything turned for the worst, wouldn’t she lose her husband and her support?
Zhang Hao, noticing his sister-in-law’s hesitance, said, "Although I can’t promise you anything right now,"
"I will do my utmost to ensure your future life is happy and fulfilling."
"Happy and fulfilling?" He Qianhui echoed these words.
But from her tone, it was clear that these words had taken on a different meaning.
In the presence of others, Zhang Hao boldly pinched He Qianhui’s soft spot.
"Always saying my mind is filled with inappropriate thoughts, turns out you’re the same, sister-in-law."
After dropping He Qianhui home, Zhang Hao prepared to leave; he was too tired, and if they really went for another three hundred rounds in bed, he might not be able to stand up straight the next day.
He Qianhui was also exhausted today, having been in meetings and out all day.
She had worked late and didn’t have any extra energy to release her inner desires.
But she still escorted Zhang Hao downstairs.
On their way down, Zhang Hao couldn’t keep his hands to himself in the elevator, continually caressing He Qianhui’s buttocks.
With his touch, He Qianhui felt her desires stirring like countless bugs crawling over her body.
As the elevator doors opened, there stood a man holding a briefcase.
Zhang Hao quickly withdrew his hand, hoping the other man hadn’t noticed anything odd.
They left the elevator one after another, not daring to look back.
"Drive home slowly, don’t rush. Don’t worry about your wife here, I’ll take good care of myself."
"As for the company, I’m used to it by now, and I won’t let them get their way easily."
"From now on, your wife’s body is yours alone to enjoy."
After speaking, He Qianhui gently kissed Zhang Hao on the cheek.
That kiss was all it took for Zhang Hao to feel his "little brother" salute strongly in his pants.
"Sister-in-law, how about we do it in the car?"
He Qianhui looked down and saw the large bulge at Zhang Hao’s crotch, her cheeks suddenly flushing: "What’s with you, kiddo, how can you get hard so easily, anytime, anywhere?"
"But I’m really tired today and just can’t satisfy you. Let’s pick another day, and I’ll make it up to you double," she said.
Actually, Zhang Hao was just speaking off the cuff. After saying goodbye to his sister-in-law, he started the car and headed home.
However, only after Zhang Hao’s car had disappeared from her sight did He Qianhui realize she was getting turned on.
She couldn’t help but clench her legs together, feeling an intense itch down there.
As soon as she entered her building, He Qianhui was hit by an overwhelming sense of loneliness.
When she got out of the elevator, she suddenly noticed a man in the hallway.
The man was crouching and ceaselessly punching numbers into the keypad lock.
Unconcerned, He Qianhui took out her keys to open her door and was about to close it when the man suddenly called out to her.
"Miss, I’m sorry to bother you, could I borrow your phone to make a call? My lock seems to be broken, and I need to call a locksmith."
He Qianhui was actually quite warm-hearted and naturally wouldn’t refuse such a request.
She went back to her apartment to get her phone. The corridor walls were plastered with all sorts of ads for locksmiths and appliance recyclers.
Picking any one of them should do, but since it was so late, the locksmith said it would take at least half an hour to arrive.
He asked if the man could wait, and if not, to forget about it.
The man thought that waiting for half an hour was much more cost-effective than spending a hundred or two to sleep in a hotel outside.
Sitting at the doorway for a while was no big deal, so he agreed to the locksmith’s terms.
"Why don’t you come over and have a drink of water? Since we live next door, we’ll hear the locksmith when he arrives."
He Qianhui invited the man into her home, but immediately regretted her words.
She had rushed out to work in the morning and hadn’t had the chance to tidy up, especially the bathroom.
Her underwear was all over the place, not yet thrown into the washing machine.
The clothes she’d taken off were still on the bed, also not yet put away.
But the words were already out, what could she do now?
"That’s very kind of you. I actually still have a bit of work to finish," the man said.
He Qianhui let the man into her place and poured him a glass of water.
She saw the man take out his laptop and begin typing away on the keyboard.
She had wanted to chat with him, but seeing him work so earnestly, she let it be.
He Qianhui stood up and headed to the bathroom, while he was still oblivious.
She quickly threw the underwear she had changed out of earlier.
Into the washing machine, planning to wash them clean.
When she came out, she found that the man had already put his laptop away.
He was curiously observing everything in the room.
"That man who rode the elevator with you, is he your husband? He’s still going out to work so late?"
He Qianhui smiled and said, "The company called him suddenly to handle some issue. It’s something that can’t be helped."
The two made light conversation. He Qianhui, in fact, was feeling very uncomfortable.
She sat on the couch, continuously rubbing her legs together, knowing all too well just how wet she was there.
If she’d known, she would have agreed to Zhang Hao’s proposition for a quickie in the car!
