Chapter 162: A Threesome... Is Impossible

At eleven o'clock at night, in Yun Xuan's hospital room.

"Zhihua, how are things at school? If you aren't used to it, I can transfer you to any school you like. Don't you love painting? I can get you into the Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts," Qin Yun said softly.

"N—no need, Mom. I think Fangyu City is quite nice. Besides, my painting skills have reached a bottleneck, and I need to break through it on my own," Qin Zhihua replied, waving her hand.

"Could it be that you're reluctant to leave Fangyu City because you're worried about a certain little brat pretending to be asleep?" Qin Yun teased playfully.

"N—no way. By the way, now that everyone from the Qin family has gone abroad, do you think they'll hire people to retaliate against us?" Qin Zhihua's face turned red. She glanced at the sleeping Yun Xuan and quickly changed the subject.

"Don't worry, this little brat handled everything properly. If they were to hire anyone, we'd receive the news instantly. Such worries are entirely unnecessary." Qin Yun stopped pressing the matter of where Qin Zhihua went to school, knowing full well what was currently on her daughter's mind.

The moment Yun Xuan pushed her away and was struck by the large truck, all of Qin Zhihua's hatred had likely vanished completely.

She must have believed that Yun Xuan risking his life to save her meant she held a very high position in his heart.

In reality, the split second the truck hit Yun Xuan, he used the momentum of being thrown to land safely on top of a smaller car, and his injuries were actually quite minor.

It was no surprise that Qin Zhihua thought this way; any girl would yearn for a scenario where a hero saves the damsel in distress, let alone when it was a matter of life and death.

The reason her favorability hadn't instantly maxed out was probably because it had just offset her previous anger.

"Mom, do you... like him?" Qin Zhihua stammered.

"I like his way of doing things, but age is indeed a limitation. If he were my age, I wouldn't let you take care of him," Qin Yun hinted meaningfully.

"Mom, are you okay with me being with him?" A deep blush spread across Qin Zhihua's face as she understood Qin Yun's intention after a brief moment of thought.

"Why wouldn't I be? As a member of a prominent family, you will eventually have to marry out. Even though this little brat is a bit of a playboy, he is dependable. At least you won't have to worry about him abandoning you," Qin Yun sighed.

She was well aware that Yun Xuan had many girls around him. As his network of connections expanded and his sphere of influence grew, he would eventually ascend to the upper echelons of society.

No one would care how many wives a man in the upper class took, especially since Yun Xuan's father, Yun Zhongxian, was the leader of the Special Operations Team and might even become a veteran-level figure in the future. Backed by this relationship, Yun Xuan was an immovable, rock-solid mountain.

Qin Yun understood the nature of their relationship; in Yun Xuan's heart, she was likely just a lover, and it was impossible for the two of them to be openly together.

That being the case, both Qin Zhihua and Qin Yue, who harbored feelings for Yun Xuan, could serve as bridges connecting their relationships.

Qin Yue's situation was somewhat complicated. Without Yun Xuan's help, she might never have been able to live a normal life, let alone become good friends with Yun Xue. On the surface, nothing had changed, but gradually, she had learned how to smile again.

For this, Qin Yun was truly grateful to Yun Xuan.

……

As Qin Yun and Qin Zhihua talked, they gradually drifted off to sleep.

"Mom seems really tired too," Qin Zhihua whispered, pulling the blanket over Qin Yun, closing the door quietly, and walking into the shower room attached to the bathroom.

The moment Qin Zhihua stepped inside, Yun Xuan sat right up—he had indeed been faking his sleep.

Approaching Qin Yun with a mischievous grin, he slipped beneath her covers.

"You little brat, you really are up to no good," Qin Yun opened her eyes, still maintaining a guarded stance against him.

"I did this for your sake today, you know. Now that things are like this, you have to help me out. Zhihua-xuejie is going to take a while in the shower, and I've already booked the adjacent room in advance. In a little while, as long as you pretend to help me go to the restroom, everything will be fine," Yun Xuan whispered gently.

"You little brat, you're awfully convincing when you pretend to be sick. Are you just using this chance to take advantage of Zhihua?" Qin Yun's face flushed crimson, her body growing warm.

"It's just... a minor detail," Yun Xuan said, recounting how Qin Zhihua had helped him to the restroom earlier.

Qin Yun shot him a sideways glance and sat up. The two put on their shoes, and Qin Yun supported Yun Xuan out of the door and into the neighboring hospital room.

As soon as they entered, Yun Xuan pulled Qin Yun into a corner, separated from Qin Zhihua by only a single wall.

"Well? Does it feel thrilling?" Yun Xuan smiled wickedly.

"You little brat, hurry up." Qin Yun lowered her voice, her heart pounding wildly. The mere thought that Qin Zhihua was just next door made her pulse race even faster.

In the shower room next door, Qin Zhihua hummed a tune while washing up, occasionally glancing toward the door, wondering what she should do if Yun Xuan suddenly appeared.

……

In less than half an hour, Qin Zhihua finished her shower and changed into fresh clothes. The moment she stepped out of the shower room, she caught a strange scent in the air, though she simply assumed it was the smell of Yun Xuan's medication and gave it no further thought.

"Zhihua, are you done? I'm going to take a shower too." A flush of red still lingering on her cheeks, Qin Yun walked into the shower room.

"How strange. Is it because the air conditioner wasn't turned on?" Qin Zhihua muttered to herself.

Just as she was getting ready for bed, she noticed a strange lump formed by Yun Xuan's blanket.

"Could this... could this be..." Blushing deeply, Qin Zhihua walked over to Yun Xuan's hospital bed and gently lifted the corner of the blanket.

She only did it out of sheer curiosity. Besides, Yun Xuan seemed fast asleep, Qin Yun was in the shower, and no one else could see them from outside.

Lifting the blanket and gazing at the obvious protrusion beneath it, Qin Zhihua's face burned red. She glanced at Yun Xuan's sleeping face, then quickly pulled the blanket back down.

"Zhihua-xuejie... it's all my fault. I... I actually really like you. I like you so much that I want to do *that* kind of thing with you. Just looking at you makes me want to..." A faint murmur escaped Yun Xuan's lips.

"Eh?!" Startled, Qin Zhihua took a few steps back in a panic. What... what did Yun Xuan just say? He wants to... wants to do that kind of thing with her?!

Overwhelmed with embarrassment, Qin Zhihua dove straight under her own covers, pulling the blanket over her head as a wave of intense shyness washed over her.

She never expected Yun Xuan to say such words. She had no idea whether he was sleep-talking or just pretending to be asleep, but at that moment, Qin Zhihua couldn't bring herself to care. All she wanted was to hide beneath the blankets, get a good night's sleep, and forget everything Yun Xuan had just uttered.

By the time Qin Yun finished her shower, it was already past midnight. Seeing that Qin Zhihua was already fast asleep, Qin Yun quietly slipped into the other hospital room's remaining bed.

There were three hospital beds in this room; the third one had been requested by Qin Yun and brought in by the nurses when she first arrived.

Once Qin Yun settled down, Yun Xuan gradually drifted off to sleep as well. After all, the battle had left him feeling quite exhausted.

……

The next morning.

Yun Xuan woke up and, looking at the person cradled tightly in his arms, his mouth fell open in surprise.

His left hand had slipped inside Qin Zhihua's clothes, cupping a soft mound, while his right hand had hiked up her nightgown, resting inside her blue-and-white striped underwear.

His right leg was pressed heavily over her body, as if he wanted to weld her to himself.

*I...* Yun Xuan immediately deduced who had caused this situation. There was only one possible answer—Qin Yun!

"Mm..." Qin Zhihua fluttered her eyes open and rubbed them, instantly sensing the two hands resting on her body.

"Zhihua-xuejie, if I told you this was all a misunderstanding, would you believe me?" Yun Xuan felt a deep internal agony with no words to express it.

*Slap!*

Rolling over to evade his hands, Qin Zhihua delivered a crisp, resounding slap across Yun Xuan's face.