Chapter 4  –  To My Love

In the six months of being with Qin Mohuai, Xia Yuan had been staying at the Sheng Hai. Thankfully, the place was spacious enough to play golf and drive around to enjoy the scenery…

This kind of confinement didn’t bother her much, and it was even somewhat suitable for someone with social anxiety who didn’t like socializing.

However, the male lead’s affection had been stuck at 80% for a long time. Xia Yuan realized that merely accommodating him wouldn’t work; even after a year, the affection level remained at 80%. Besides, she was more inclined towards soft persuasion rather than force.

Her lips were bruised and swollen from his kisses, her soft cheeks slightly rebellious. “I moved out this time with no intention of returning.”

Qin Mohuai was thoroughly enraged. His moist, aggrieved eyes turned cold and fierce. Even before reaching the bedroom, he began tearing her clothes apart, reducing a dress worth several thousand yuan to tattered shreds on the floor.

Her long, jet-black hair, which made her skin appear extremely white, was soon covered with red marks. Xia Yuan was like a little swan with her neck stretched, cruelly held and humiliated in Qin Mohuai’s embrace.

Was this what 80% affection looked like? She couldn’t feel it at all.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Yuan’s stomach growled loudly from hunger, finally awakening a sliver of rationality in Qin Mohuai.

With his eyes red and cold, and a dangerously charming low voice, he said, “Admit you were wrong and agree to come back with me.”

Xia Yuan lay on the bed, her eyes hollow, her weak fingers lightly pulling at the bedspread to cover herself. She had no intention of saying anything to please Qin Mohuai.

He had unilaterally arranged their marriage, how could he still have the face to say she was wrong?

Just because he was the male lead and held a high position, did he think he could distort the truth?

Xia Yuan was gentle and soft, but once she was stubborn, nothing could pull her back.

Qin Mohuai looked down from a high position, coldly observing Xia Yuan, who was trembling and looking pitiful. Usually, he would have held her in his arms, comforted her, or coaxed her for an entire night…

But since she dared to argue, she might as well dare to cheat in the future. He absolutely could not allow her to stay outside anymore.

Qin Mohuai, holding his phone, left the bedroom and called his secretary to order food. He seemed to have stepped on something with his foot.

He turned on the corridor light and saw a black dragon-head ring that fit perfectly on his finger.

Nearby on the ground was a small card with the words: “to my love”

It was Xia Yuan’s handwriting.

Qin Mohuai held the small card, his heartbeat racing, and his eyelids twitching.

So, his wife hadn’t been running away but had gone out to buy him a ring?

But he hadn’t received any spending notification from her.

Did she use her own pocket money to buy him the ring?

Realizing this, the tall and handsome man felt guilty.

He quickly returned to the bedroom, covered his wife’s eyes, and then turned on the orange bedside lamp. Kneeling by the bed with a flexible posture, there was no trace of the harshness he had shown her earlier.

Xia Yuan knew he must have discovered the black dragon-head ring.

She had hesitated repeatedly before buying it with her credit card from a vintage shop, intending to surprise Qin Mohuai. Little did she know, Qin Mohuai had given her a shock, and for a moment, she truly felt she might die under him.

“Go away, I don’t want to see you,” her voice was weak, drained just like her body from Qin Mohuai’s treatment. Qin Mohuai was like a male fox spirit!

Qin Mohuai, irritated, ruffled his blue hair and leaned in, nuzzling her face and fragrant neck. With a low, seductive voice, he said, “Wife, you know I’m ill. Not only do I need to take a lot of medication, but I also see a psychologist regularly.”

“I’m sorry, baby. I saw only darkness and no house of yours; I thought you didn’t want me anymore. I was really scared.”

“Please, listen to me… I can’t imagine a world without you. I would go crazy. Later, let me make it up to you. Take it out on me, okay?”

Xia Yuan laughed in exasperation, realizing that Qin Mohuai never missed a chance to seek personal gain. He truly embodied the addictive persona the author had given him.

Seeing the affection level rise to 83%, she softly murmured “mm,” indicating her forgiveness.

Qin Mohuai’s face brightened with a smile. As someone who had always enjoyed a life of luxury, he was not accustomed to dealing with household chores. Being the eldest grandson of the Qin family, he had never had to concern himself with such matters.

But since Xia Yuan came into his life, his possessive nature prevented him from allowing anyone else to handle her undergarments. Thus, he learned to do the laundry himself.

Once, when a maid was packing their suitcase for a trip and was holding Xia Yuan’s silk nightgown, Qin Mohuai’s face darkened as he asked, “Why are you touching my wife? Put down the nightgown; I’ll handle the packing.”

From then on, Qin Mohuai became quite adept at household chores.

When he caught Xia Yuan sneaking into the bathroom to wash her own underwear, he would plaintively nibble her ear and say, “Why are you depriving me of my right? If I dirty it, I should wash it. My fingers are red and allergic. Baby, you don’t know how to do laundry. Don’t try to be strong; I’ll wash your underwear for a lifetime.”

Xia Yuan asked, “What if we have a fight?”

Qin Mohuai replied, “I can wash the underwear with a cold face.” Xia Yuan chuckled as she think of it.

……

The secretary drove Qin Mohuai back. His workdays were busy, and after work, he would exercise and read at home, occasionally attending gatherings. His life was very orderly. If Xia Yuan hadn’t knocked on his Maybach’s door one day, boldly undressed, the progress wouldn’t have gone so smoothly.

Qin Mohuai opened the car’s refrigerator, poured a glass of wine, and spun a black dragon-head ring around his slender, pale fingers, which looked extravagant and precious.

How lonely must one be to drink alone? But in moments when Xia Yuan was not around, he felt as lonely and desolate as a forgotten demon in the abyss, waiting for her to return.

“She seems naive, but I always end up defeated. Tsk, the tricks of feigning weakness.”

Secretary: …

Isn’t this exactly what you love?

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Sitting on the morning balcony with a cup of hot cocoa, Xia Yuan completed the lyrics for “Rainy Day.” If you only looked at the lyrics, it seemed like a sad love song.

It was odd.

In her previous world, Xia Yuan’s lyrics were all about growth, inspiration, and sacrifice. Even after dating her ex for five years, she never wrote a love song.

But after being with Qin Mohuai for six months, inspiration for love songs came to her endlessly.

Perhaps it was because her previous relationship was platonic, while with Qin Mohuai, there was no shame…

Zhou Mao lived in the Yunxiang Mansion’s villa area, not far from the apartment. When she received the lyrics, a trace of amazement flashed in her eyes.

At a previous industry gathering, Zhou Mao had seen Xia Yuan beside Qin Mohuai and learned from her brother that Xia Yuan wanted to write songs for celebrities. So, she tried to get in touch with Xia Yuan.

As a top-tier singer, Zhou Mao would never have asked an obscure lyricist for songs if not for the powerful backing of Qin Mohuai.

But Zhou Mao didn’t expect Xia Yuan to be so talented.

“Yuan, once this song ‘Rainy Day’ became famous, I’ll definitely give you a share of the profits!”

“This is the first love song I’ve written. I’m not sure about its quality. If the record company doesn’t like it, you don’t have to use it.”

“No, no, no. The president of the record company, Gu Xiuzhe, is my cousin. I have some say in the matter. I want to sing it!”

Afraid that Xia Yuan might refuse to let her sing the song, Zhou Mao immediately called her assistant to bring over the contract and signed with Xia Yuan.

Xia Yuan was only staying here for a year and wasn’t planning on pursuing a career, but she was bored and afraid of becoming useless while being supported by Qin Mohuai.

…..

After spending the whole afternoon sleeping, Xia Yuan woke up and answered Qin Mohuai’s call.

“Baby, I miss you.”