Village Doctor's Women-Chapter 267 - 261 Walls have ears

"Clothes?"

Cai Qiong was startled for a moment before she understood. Her cheeks flushed red as if she were wearing rouge, though she had been at the hospital all day and wore no makeup at all. Yet, this natural blush was like a ripe peach, its color seemingly glowing from within.

A sweetness filled Wang Jian’s heart as he looked at her. He couldn’t tear his eyes away; her face was the most beautiful thing in the world, making everything else seem dull in comparison. Her eyes, already large, were now glistening with shyness, stirring a protective tenderness in him. She was the very image of a beauty so pitiable that one couldn’t bear to let her be harmed. What kind of man could stand to see such a woman suffer?

Wang Jian suddenly recalled the heartbreak Cai Qiong had suffered in the past and shook his head, thinking to himself that the man responsible was a real scumbag.

Seeing Wang Jian shake his head, Cai Qiong, who had still been feeling shy, immediately furrowed her brow. What does he mean by shaking his head?

Cai Qiong’s ex-boyfriend had constantly belittled and mocked her, making her feel worthless—it was why she had turned to women. Now, topless as she was, Wang Jian’s expression dredged up some of those unpleasant memories. Her brows knitted together, and the peaks of her chest rose and fell with her emotional turmoil, a rather eye-catching sight.

"Don’t I look good?" she asked pitifully. "Am I ugly?"

If the situation had been different, Cai Qiong would have simply said, "Well, I’m leaving then." Normally, if a man stared at her like that, she would have lashed out with her fists and feet to vent her anger. But this was Wang Jian, which made it completely different. Her heart was in a turmoil, her mind consumed with trying to figure out what he was truly thinking.

Wang Jian, of course, was oblivious to her inner turmoil, but her strange reaction caught his attention. As he studied her, he found his gaze drawn to her body. He continued to look her over as he answered, "Uh... of course you’re not ugly."

He didn’t avert his eyes after he spoke, instead continuing to gaze at her unabashedly, as if to verify his own words. His actions were roguish, but paradoxically, it was exactly what she needed right now. Far from being angry, her face lit up with a smile.

One did not resist; the other was reveling in the sight. The atmosphere in the dim room grew charged. Cai Qiong finally spoke. "There’s something I want to tell you..."

"Actually, I..."

She had barely begun when the sound of the office door opening made them both freeze, staring at each other in bewilderment. The words she had been carefully preparing were cut short. They remained pressed against the door, listening to the sounds from outside, not daring to move a muscle.

This had been a rare opportunity, and Cai Qiong was deeply frustrated. She had mustered all her courage to say those words, but now her chance was gone. They couldn’t risk making any noise that might be misinterpreted by the people outside. But Cai Qiong couldn’t possibly have guessed what the people now entering her office were there to do.

Wang Jian and Cai Qiong heard two voices as a man and a woman entered. The pair acted strangely, much like Wang Jian and Cai Qiong themselves, clearly not wanting to be discovered. They tiptoed into the room, step by careful step.

A man whispered, "Hurry up, we don’t have much time. I heard from the Director’s secretary that she’s already gone. Let’s try to get this done in half an hour..."

Half an hour?

Frowning, Cai Qiong glanced at Wang Jian, not understanding the implication. Then, she heard the sound of someone sitting on the sofa, followed by a rustle of fabric, as if clothes were coming off. This was accompanied by the indistinct whispers of a man and a woman, which soon gave way to soft panting. Normally, these sounds wouldn’t have been audible from the next room, but with the two of them pressed against the door listening intently, they heard everything.

"They..."

Cai Qiong was still trying to figure out what the two were doing, but when she saw a sly grin spread across Wang Jian’s face, she instantly understood. "Shameless," she cursed under her breath.

The moment she said it, her face grew even redder. For some reason, she found herself pressing against the door even harder, as if trying to merge with it. Wang Jian was no better. He might have seen plenty of scenes like this online, but encountering one in real life was another story entirely. He was half curious and half morbidly fascinated, his reaction mirroring Cai Qiong’s.

The couple in the office was clearly in a hurry. They hadn’t been on the sofa for more than a moment before new sounds reached Wang Jian and Cai Qiong. It sounded like they had started without even taking their pants off, as the woman was already lost in a haze.

"You’re so bad!" the woman protested. "My pants are still..."

"You little slut," the man shot back, his voice harsh and completely different from before. "You’re already soaked, so what’s with the act?"

His tone was anything but polite. Wang Jian and Cai Qiong then heard the sharp sound of a palm slapping against flesh—the man was hitting her while he cursed. It was reprehensible behavior, but strangely, the woman seemed to enjoy it. After crying out from the slaps, her moans only grew deeper. The sound of slapping flesh grew louder and louder.

The temperature in the air seemed to rise several degrees. Their small room only had a ventilation system, but locked inside, Cai Qiong felt stiflingly hot. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead and the tip of her nose.

Though they couldn’t see what was happening, the sounds were magnetic, drilling their way into Cai Qiong’s ears. The more she listened, the redder her face became, the flush spreading from the base of her ears. If not for her hair, Wang Jian would have surely noticed her state.

That was just wishful thinking, however, because Wang Jian saw it all. They were both pressed against the door listening, but they were also face to face, so he couldn’t miss her flustered state.

Cai Qiong bit her lip, her expression a mixture of anger and shame. The sounds from outside were becoming unbearable, like a cat’s claws scratching at her heart. Yet she found herself mesmerized, unable to stop listening. The sounds made her acutely aware of her own situation: half-naked and trapped in a room with Wang Jian.

As this thought crossed her mind, she glanced up and met Wang Jian’s eyes, then shyly looked away. But in that brief moment, she saw that he was still staring at her unabashedly, his gaze now even more predatory than before. Clearly, the sounds from next door were affecting him, too.

Cai Qiong didn’t dare meet that gaze. Pretending nothing was amiss, she turned around, putting her back to him.

She thought this would be an escape from his devilish gaze, but she didn’t realize she was actually walking straight into the tiger’s mouth. The part of her he loved most was her peach-like bottom. Now that she had turned around, his gaze naturally drifted downward. Cai Qiong was bent slightly forward, presenting that perfect, peachy shape right before him. It looked as if he only had to lean forward and press himself against her.

Wang Jian’s eyes widened. All his composure vanished in an instant.