Chapter 97 Fang Liping's Heartbeat

  Fang Liping's family consists of three women: Fang Liping, her mother, and her daughter Qin Yanran. It was already rare to find a man's suit in the house, but this particular set of Western-style clothes actually belonged to Qin Zemin, Qin Yanran's father, which he wore on his wedding day with Fang Liping after saving up for it.

  Qin Zemin has passed away, Fang Liping threw away all his belongings, but only this set of clothes remained. Buried at the bottom of the trunk, even Fang Liping herself didn't think about it, that one day her husband's wedding attire would see the light of day again.

  "Aunt Ping! Aunt Ping..."

  Holding Qin Yanran's father's clothes, Su Lin always felt that wearing them might not be quite right. He called out to Fang Liping several times before finally pulling her out of her deep reverie.

  "What's wrong? Su Lin..."

  Fang Liping looked at Su Lin, forcing herself to pretend that nothing was wrong. But Su Lin clearly saw the tears welling up in her eyes, so sincere and full of memories.

  "Aunt Ping, this is Yanyan's father's clothes. If I wear it, won't it be a bit...?"

  Other people have kept the clothes for over a decade, and they still look like new. This shows how much Fang Liping treasured this set of clothes. If Su Lin really wore these clothes on her body, she would definitely be very careful, afraid of getting them dirty or torn anywhere.

  This dress is no longer just a piece of clothing, but an object of longing, a token of nostalgia and remembrance. Although that person has been gone for ten years, long enough for Qin Yanran to have grown into a beautiful young princess, Su Lin knows that Fang Liping has never forgotten, never vacated the place in her heart...

  From Fang Leping's ability to endure humiliation and work with her husband's killer, Liu Jianguo, for so many years, just to gather evidence of his crime and avenge her husband, Su Lin could understand.

  "Sulin, are you... are you dissatisfied with these clothes because they were worn by your father, and it's unlucky?"

  Fang Liping felt a bit displeased, the memories that had just been stirred up were interrupted by Su Lin again.

  "No. Aunt Ping, I just think that this dress is too precious. You should keep it well in the closet and not take it out for me to wear, I'm afraid of damaging or dirtying it..."

  Su Lin hastily explained.

  It's not that Su Lin dislikes this dress, but rather she thinks it's too precious.

  "Clothes are made for people to wear. Auntie gave it to you, so just wear it. I'd also like to see how you look in this suit from over a decade ago - you must look very dashing!"

  Before Su Lin could respond, Fang Liping pushed him into the bathroom and reminded him, "Su Lin, you'd better wash off this stinky sweat of yours. Otherwise, even my little Yanyan will be disgusted with you."

  In the bathroom, Su Lin was pushed in by Fang Leping, and found that it was misty inside, with water vapor on the mirror, and the full bathroom was filled with a faint fragrance.

  Someone just took a bath!

  Right! Just now Yan Ran wasn't just out of the shower, without any clothes on, wrapped in a towel?

  Su Lin suddenly remembered that Qin Yanran had just used the bathroom and hadn't had time to clean up, so all the water vapor in the bathroom hadn't dissipated yet. So, it seemed that this bathroom was filled with Qin Yanran's scent?

  Su Lin's heart was burning again, and he glanced at the bathroom, and indeed, the hooks on the wall were all hanging with Qin Yanran's clothes that had just been washed.

  Simple and elegant little skirt, long thin white silk stockings, pink C-cup bra, and that light green cute little panties with a bit of lace trim.

  It's so infuriating that Su Lin's blood is boiling, and there's an urge to make him spit out blood from his nose.

  "No! No! Something's wrong, something's wrong... I just simply went to Qin Yanran's house for the night, can't think wildly, can't think wildly."

  Su Lin blamed himself for the despicable thoughts in his mind, but this was the turmoil of youth, the instinct of hormones, how could he stop it?

  Take a cold shower!

  Take a cool shower!

  Calm down!

  She turned on the showerhead, and Su Lin didn't turn on the water heater, letting the icy cold water rush over her body, from her shoulders to her chest, from her head to her limbs, only then did she calm down slightly.

  Outside the bathroom, Qin Yanran was cooking noodles in a very virtuous manner, while Fang Liping sat on the sofa directly opposite the bathroom, staring blankly, it was unclear whether she was daydreaming or waiting for Su Lin to come out.

  Her eyes were complex, and her heart was also entangled. She didn't know why she had actually taken out all the suits of her late husband.

  "Mom, why don't you go take a bath? The noodles are already done, they'll be ready to serve in just a few minutes."

  Qin Yanran was in the kitchen, chopping vegetables and stir-frying them at the bottom of the wok. After a while, she finally finished cooking, and all that was left to do was wait for a few minutes before a pot of fragrant and delicious noodles could be served.

  "Sulin was also very busy today, covered in stinky sweat, and his mom told him to go wash up first."

  Fang Liping pointed to the bathroom and said to her daughter, "Wait until he's done washing, then Mom will go wash."

  "Oh..."

  Qin Yanran nodded, but suddenly remembered something, her small face immediately turned bright red, wanting to say something, but was forced back. Turning around, she didn't dare to tell her mother, but in her heart, she was embarrassed: "Oh no! Just now when I was taking a bath, the underwear and stuff I changed into were all hanging on the wall of the bathroom! This time... wasn't it all seen by Su Lin?"

  In the past, this house had only three women living in it, and no man had ever set foot inside. How could Qin Yanran have imagined that so late at night, a man would suddenly appear in her own home, not only staying overnight but also rushing into the bathroom to take a shower as soon as he arrived?

  Her undergarments were hanging on the wall in the bathroom, and Su Lin would definitely be able to see them unless he was blind. The more Qin Yan thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. But thinking that her entire body had just been exposed to Su Lin's gaze, she felt a little relieved. Yet, why did she feel so tense inside?

  Splash!

  Su Lin enjoyed her bath, unaware of Qin Yanran's inner turmoil outside.

  After taking a shower, Su Lin used a towel to dry her body and looked at the suit and shirt in front of her. This was Qin Yanran's father's suit, which was at least a style from over a decade ago.

  Thick and sturdy fabric, generous material, fine workmanship, after so many years, not a single wrinkle. A crisp suit, an unbelievably white shirt, Su Lin carefully put it on himself.

  The suit from that era is well-made and the style is not outdated. Now, when Su Lin puts it on, he looks neat and tidy, and his whole demeanor becomes spirited.

  Pushing open the bathroom door, steam billowed out. Su Lin, dressed in a crisp suit, walked out of the bathroom. Fang Liping and Qin Yanran were in the living room. Hearing that Su Lin had come out, they turned around to look, and immediately froze.

  "Ze Min?"

  Dazed and confused, Fang Liping seemed to see her own husband, wearing a crisp suit, coming to her home, holding her hand, just like on the day they got married, with this very outfit, in this very same suit.

  Bang bang bang......

  Fang Liping's heart was racing wildly, and it seemed like an illusion appeared before her eyes. The person in front of her wasn't Su Lin, but rather her deceased husband Qin Zemnin.