After Breaking Up, the Gentle Older Sister Went Crazy 55

Chapter 55

The air conditioning in the bedroom was on full blast, but Jiang Siyi was burning up, her face flushed.

The blanket covering her still carried Shen Shiwu’s faint scent.

Jiang Siyi felt at a loss.

It was her first time using this, and she couldn’t even find the right spot. Overwhelmed by embarrassment, she abruptly ended the video call.

Shen Shiwu, seeing her flustered reaction, sent a voice message: “It’s okay, it’s a bit difficult for you. I’ll teach you slowly later. Go to sleep for now.”

Jiang Siyi was staring at the “ice cream” she had just sanitized. Seeing the notification, she glanced at the message, her expression darkening—What do you mean?

What do you mean “difficult for me”?

Who are you looking down on?

She bit her lip and angrily started studying the manual, even threatening Shen Shiwu not to go to bed early.

Shen Shiwu, glancing at the clock on the wall, put the leftover cake in the fridge and went upstairs to wash up.

She looked at the message on her phone and replied indulgently, “Okay, I’ll wait until you’re asleep.”

Inside the bathroom, steam filled the air, the mirror fogged up.

Shen Shiwu sat in the bathtub, her eyes closed.

Her phone was within reach, a bottle of red wine beside it.

She reached for the wine, creating ripples in the water, and a few moments later, her phone vibrated.

Seeing the caller ID, Shen Shiwu was momentarily stunned.

She answered the call, and a few seconds later, a soft moan came from the other end, “Shen Shiwu…”

The voice was soft, almost a whisper.

Like a little rabbit, wronged and whimpering.

Shen Shiwu closed her eyes amidst the steam.

She opened her lips. “What are you doing?”

Jiang Siyi couldn’t speak. She gripped her phone tightly, as if wanting to crush it.

Before she could answer, her body trembled, and she collapsed onto the bed.

There were two ways to turn on the device.

One was to use the remote control.

The other was to use the app.

Jiang Siyi was clearly trying the first method.

Although it was on the lowest setting, it was still too much for a first-timer.

Her hand, trembling uncontrollably, accidentally knocked the remote control off the bed. A muffled thud echoed through the room, and Jiang Siyi thought hazily—Well, I messed up.

The device continued its rhythmic pulsations, making Jiang Siyi gasp.

“Xiao Si?” Shen Shiwu’s voice came from the phone.

Hearing this, Jiang Siyi quickly covered her mouth with her hand, but a few moans still escaped.

Shen Shiwu suddenly felt her throat dry.

Hearing the soft gasps, she switched to the control app, a smile playing on her lips. “Reached your limit already?”

Jiang Siyi was taking short, shallow breaths.

Her eyes, unfocused, stared at the ceiling, her mind still hazy.

The toy continued its relentless pulsations.

Feeling her body arching again, Jiang Siyi bit her lip and, with her weak limbs, crawled to the edge of the bed.

Reaching for the remote control.

She finally retrieved it.

Sighing in relief, she pressed the power button.

Her body tensed, her face flushed, and she gasped, her eyes widening in disbelief.

She had clearly turned it off.

But why had the intensity increased?

She covered her mouth again, and Shen Shiwu’s amused voice came from the phone, which had been tossed onto the pillow. She was still in the bathtub. “Xiao Si, are you feeling unwell?”

“Hmm? Why aren’t you speaking?”

Her voice was laced with mock concern.

Jiang Siyi couldn’t reply, only enduring the endless torment and… pleasure.

She clutched the blanket, her hands clenching and unclenching, until tears streamed down her face. Finally, catching her breath, she said, her voice trembling, “Shen Shiwu… did you… did you do this?”

“No,” the woman’s ability to feign innocence was truly remarkable, and she said, her voice sweet, “Maybe it malfunctioned.”

Jiang Siyi gritted her teeth, managing two words, “Jerk.”

“Mm-hmm,” Shen Shiwu seemed to be enjoying it, “I like that, tell me more.”

Late at night, Jiang Siyi was exhausted, her eyelids heavy.

With the last of her strength, she removed the device.

Tsk.

A mess.

Her hand was covered in… evidence, and Jiang Siyi, overwhelmed by embarrassment, stumbled to the bathroom.

After another shower, back in the bedroom, the call hadn’t ended.

Shen Shiwu called out, “Baby.”

Jiang Siyi’s face remained expressionless as she threw herself onto the bed, her voice hoarse. “Shut up, don’t call me that.”

“So fierce.”

“Is this the first day you’ve known me? And don’t you know what you did?”

Shen Shiwu had also finally emerged from the bathroom.

She chuckled. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“…”

Talking to a brick wall.

Jiang Siyi said flatly, “I’m hanging up.”

She was decisive, ending the call immediately. Then she stared at the ceiling, the memories of what had just happened making it difficult to sleep.

She admitted, she had been curious. But…

Shen Shiwu shouldn’t have played her like that.

Coaxing her with sweet words, then increasing the intensity.

And if she didn’t comply, the consequences were even worse.

She had wanted to just take it out, but Shen Shiwu had clicked her tongue and said, “It’s okay, I’ll deal with you slowly later.”

Jiang Siyi: “…”

For the sake of her future well-being, she had chosen to endure.

She got up and poured herself a glass of water. By the time her throat felt better, it was almost two in the morning. Remembering that she had to get up early tomorrow, Jiang Siyi quickly got back into bed, pulled the covers over her head, and closed her eyes.

Twenty minutes later,

Her mind was still racing, replaying their conversation.

Damn it.

Jiang Siyi threw off the covers and got out of bed.

Forget sleeping, she would work on her manuscript.

The bedroom was dark, the curtains still drawn.

Jiang Siyi sat up at her desk, finally coming to her senses. Realizing she had fallen asleep at her desk, her first instinct was to stretch her back.

Hiss, so sore.

It should still be early.

She thought, reaching for her phone on the bed.

Her eyes widened as the screen lit up—it was already eleven o’clock!?

Her WeChat notifications were overflowing with messages, all of them stopping around eight o’clock.

Lin Yusheng: “Great author, wake up and get to work!”

“Why no response? Show yourself!”

“You have a fever? Then get some rest, no need to reply.”

I have a fever?

Jiang Siyi was puzzled.

Then she opened Shen Shiwu’s chat and understood. The other woman was also a genius, having called her almost a hundred times in half an hour, like a frantic parent who had lost their child.

“Missed voice call”

“Missed video call”

“Are you still sleeping? Send me a message when you wake up.”

“I called in sick for you, said you had a fever last night.”

“Baby, don’t ignore me.”

Jiang Siyi blinked slightly.

A smile appeared on her lips, and she mumbled, “Who’s ignoring you… silly.”

After replying, she went to wash up, seeing the “ice cream” on the counter, she swore she would never use it again.

She still had to go to the studio; it was work, after all, but she had to make it convincing.

After wandering around the neighborhood, about to pass by the ramen shop, Jiang Siyi quickly turned and ran, luckily not being caught by the owner’s wife. She bought some bread and slowly made her way to the office building.

The moment she entered, her acting skills were on full display.

“Cough, cough…”

Fortunately, the cold Shen Shiwu had given her hadn’t completely gone away yet. She covered her mouth with her fist, her act convincing, and even put on a mask.

“Oh, you’re here?” Lin Yusheng, who was working on her laptop, was surprised to see Jiang Siyi.

“I, cough, cough…”

“My fever went down when I woke up, so, cough, cough…”

Lin Yusheng was silent: “…”

“It went down that quickly?”

“Yes, I have a strong constitution,” Jiang Siyi quickly retorted.

After a few seconds, she felt it wasn’t convincing enough, so she hunched over and coughed again.

Like an old lady.

“Okay, then go to the recording studio, they’re recording now, be quiet when you go in,” Lin Yusheng said, busy with her work, no longer suspicious.

Inside, Ah Yun was talking to the voice actors through the glass. She was standing with her hands on her hips, tired, and was about to sit down when she heard footsteps behind her.

“Ms. Jiang, why are you here?”

“My fever went down, it’s nothing serious.” Jiang Siyi pulled her mask up slightly and waved her hand dismissively.

Ah Yun was touched and clapped her hands. “Our team is truly dedicated!”

Is that how you use that phrase?

The recording went smoothly today, finishing half an hour earlier than usual. As they left the recording studio, Ah Yun suggested, “We haven’t had a proper gathering in days. How about we go out for dinner tonight?”

She patted her chest. “My treat, anything you want!”

No one objected, and Jiang Siyi also nodded. “Sure.”

Walking down the street together, the seven or eight of them attracted even more attention.

Jiang Siyi still hadn’t taken off her mask. Walking beside Lin Yusheng, she was messaging Shen Shiwu.

“Team dinner, we’re going out.”

These past few days, Shen Shiwu had been reporting to her almost every half hour.

Every time she opened her phone, she would see a bunch of new pictures—sometimes from meetings, sometimes of her playing with Eleven at home.

In contrast, Jiang Siyi rarely reported to her.

After sending the message, she heard Lin Yusheng’s warning, “My goodness, stop playing with your phone while you’re walking, or you should buy more insurance.”

Jiang Siyi scoffed. “If there’s a car, it’ll hit you first.”

“…”

The city center was always lively, especially in a big city. After wandering around for a while, Ah Yun finally found a well-reviewed Western restaurant on her phone.

She pointed at the screen and asked, “How about this one?”

Lin Yusheng glanced at the average price and asked, puzzled, “Did you win the lottery?”

Yes, a windfall of 200,000 yuan.

Thinking this, Ah Yun almost burst out laughing, but she quickly composed herself. “Everyone has been working so hard, we deserve a good meal.”

“Okay, this one. It should be right around the corner, let’s go.”

Inside the restaurant, Jiang Siyi ordered a few dishes and then sat quietly, playing on her phone.

Shen Shiwu had already replied: “Okay, how many people?”

The woman looked around and counted. “Including me, eight.”

Shen Shiwu replied: “Okay.”

Remembering that Shen Shiwu always attached a picture to her reports, Jiang Siyi also wanted to show off. She said, “I’ll video call you, so you can see, but don’t say anything, be quiet.”

The other person, like a robot, replied: “Okay.”

—”Ms. Kong? What a coincidence, you’re here too?”

Hearing this, Jiang Siyi’s eyebrows twitched, her hand freezing.

“Ms. Yu, what a coincidence indeed.”

Yu Wen’s gaze quickly shifted to Jiang Siyi, her expression complex, but she still said, “Siyi, you’re here too.”

Jiang Siyi froze.

Because she had already started the video call.

The moment Shen Shiwu answered, Yu Wen asked, “Siyi, you look a little pale, are you feeling unwell?”

Perhaps because she was worried, she had raised her voice slightly, and everyone heard it.

Including Shen Shiwu.

Her voice was calm. “Eight?”

“What about the one standing there? The doctor you hired?”

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