Chapter 101: Devil's Obstruction

  The person knocking on the door was surprisingly Fang Liping, Su Lin's eyes widened in shock, looking at Qin Yanran who was also stunned beside her, without saying a word, but that gaze had already exposed Su Lin's inner thoughts.

  "Is it that all the women in this family have this habit? They can't sleep at night and like to knock on Su Xiao Ye's door to chat?"

  Su Lin was still relieved in her heart, "Fortunately, Qin Yanran's grandmother is still recovering in the hospital, otherwise, I'm afraid she would have come knocking on the door too."

  Her mind was racing with thoughts, but things had become complicated. Fang Liping wanting to come in and talk was originally not a problem. However, the key point was that Qin Yanran, who was crucial to her survival, was currently in Su Lin's room, still on the bed. If Fang Liping were to really come in and see this scene, what would she think?

  "What's going on? Su Lin. My mom is coming in."

  Qin Yanran also realized this problem, if she was seen by her own mother running to Su Lin's room in the middle of the night, how could she explain it? Should she tell her mother that she couldn't sleep, so she came to talk to Su Lin for a while?

  This excuse is a bit too lame, isn't it? Moreover, Fang Leping just said the same thing outside the door. If Qin Yanran really says the same thing, I wonder what Fang Leping will think in her heart.

  "Or should I tell your mom that I fell asleep?"

  "Stupid Su Lin, who sleeps and still tells others that they are sleeping? I'd better see if there's a place to hide."

  Qin Yanran felt a bit helpless, looking around the room to see if there was anywhere she could hide. However, this guest room was usually idle, and there wasn't even a closet in the house, just a dresser mirror, where could someone hide?

  "What to do? Su Lin, there's nowhere to hide..."

  Qin Yanran was anxious and urgent, while Fang Liping outside the door couldn't wait either. The door hadn't been closed yet, and from the outside came a creaking sound, she was about to come in immediately.

  "Hiding... hiding in the quilt."

  Su Lin quickly came up with a plan, pulling the quilt up and letting Qin Yanran slip down, hiding in the quilt. She lay flat on her back, then Su Lin hurriedly smoothed out the quilt, propping up her knees to create the illusion that there was no one else under the quilt.

  "Sulin, you're clearly awake. I've been calling you for half a day and you didn't come to open the door for me, so I just came in myself."

  Fang Liping didn't hesitate and walked over directly, sitting down at Su Lin's bedside.

  "Aunt Ping, that... I was just half asleep and heard you talking, and thought it was another dream! It wasn't until you opened the door that I realized it was really you."

  Su Lin's heart was racing with sweat, looking at Fang Liping sitting on the edge of the bed, while her daughter Qin Yanran was just a few centimeters to the right of where she was sitting. If Fang Liping had sat in a bit more, she would have probably sat on top of Fang Liping.

  Now, Qin Yanran was hiding in the quilt, tightly clinging to Su Lin's naked and scorching body, not daring to move at all, even breathing carefully, slowly inhaling, slowly exhaling, and worrying that her towering chest would lift the quilt up and down.

  "Are you dreaming? Again? Did you dream of me before?"

  Fang Liping did not notice the situation in the quilt, she stared at Su Lin, her eyes were like torches, scorching hot, different from Qin Yanran's gaze just now, but also had a similar effect, staring at Su Lin's heart made his hair stand on end, and he felt uneasy all over.

  "I... have only dreamed about it once or twice."

  A couple of pea-sized sweat drops rolled down Su Lin's face, he was nervous. To mention it, he had dreamed of Fang Lippin many times before. But the dream wasn't like this scene now, in the dream, although also on the bed, but that was Su Lin on top and Fang Lippin below.

  "Tomorrow is the college entrance examination. Auntie knows that coming so late to disturb your sleep is not right, but auntie feels uneasy if she doesn't come and talk with you. She has been tossing and turning in bed for a long time and can't fall asleep. Sulan, will you accompany auntie and chat with her?"

  Fang Liping also didn't let go of the fact that Su Lin was dreaming about her, probably because she knew that Su Lin wouldn't do anything good in her dreams.

  "Aunt Ping, you can tell me anything, I'm listening."

  Su Lin agreed on the surface, but in fact, he was secretly complaining bitterly. It wasn't just him, Qin Yanran under his pen name was also suffering!

  She couldn't move at all, Qin Yanran lay beside Su Lin, only able to slightly turn her face, but as soon as she did, she realized the awkwardness of her current position, with her entire face pressed against Su Lin's waist.

  Ouch!

  Qin Yanran didn't know why, but Su Lin's body was burning hot, as if he was about to catch fire. Even though it was summer, it was already midnight, and the heat of the day should have dissipated by now. Clearly, she had just been shivering with cold after sitting on the edge of the bed for a while.

  "Su Lin, do you know? You and our family really have a good fate. Not only are you Yan Ran's classmate, but you also saved Yan Ran's grandma and me... That time at the Jiaxing Hotel, Auntie felt that we would definitely meet again in the future..."

  Su Lin observed that when Fang Liping said this, her eyes were really shining. Being stared at by her like this, Su Lin really didn't know how to react, especially since Fang Liping's daughter was still hiding under the quilt!

  "Do you know? Su Lin, when Auntie saw you walking out of the bathroom wearing Zemin's suit, how excited she was in her heart? Although you don't look like Zemin at all, I somehow feel like I've recognized him. In my eyes, you are my Zemin, you are my husband. If it weren't for your age being similar to Yanran's, Auntie would really think that you're Zemin reincarnated and come back to find me..."

  Fang Liping became more and more into the play, more and more emotional, and also more and more excessive. At first, she was just grateful for Su Lin's kindness to her family, but later she began to slowly lean towards Su Lin, and the way she looked at Su Lin was no longer a pure elder's affection for a younger generation.

  "Aunt Ping, it's... windy and cold. Why don't you hurry back inside and go to sleep?"

  Su Lin is not a wooden head, she knows that Fang Liping seems to have become her husband's substitute. Perhaps today she thoroughly avenged her husband and lifted a curse from Fang Liping's heart, but also planted another curse in her own heart.

  This demon is Su Lin.

  "No! Zemin, do you know how I've been living all these years? Do you know how I, a woman, have been struggling to get by all these years?"

  Not good. Fang Liping just remembered to address Su Lin by name, but now it seems that Fang Liping has thoroughly regarded Su Lin as her own husband Qin Zemin.

  "Zemin, it's been ten years, a full ten years, and I haven't let you touch me in all that time..."

  With a rustling sound, Su Lin was also stunned. Fang Liping had actually taken off her pajamas in front of her, and the two bulging mounds on her chest suddenly popped out like basketballs, shining brightly under the moonlight.