‘Transmigrated Directly to the Possessive Male Lead and Make Him Fall Harder to me
‘Transmigrated Directly to the Possessive Male Lead and Make Him Fall Harder to me Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Teary and Cuddly, Just a Sickly Little Cat for His Wife

Xia Yuan silently called out to the system.

“Now that the original female lead has appeared, how will this affect me?”

System: “The force of the plot will push the male and female leads together. So, you need to complete your mission before they catch fire, or else it’s all for nothing, and you won’t be able to go home.”

Xia Yuan: “Oh.”

She felt uneasy.

Although Qin Mohuai was a control freak and a crazy villain, reading about him in the book didn’t make him seem pitiable. But now, as a real person, she felt his fate and love shouldn’t be manipulated behind the scenes…

System: “Does the host want to sacrifice herself to fulfill the male and female lead’s love?”

Xia Yuan’s budding saintly thoughts were instantly crushed by the system’s cold, mechanical voice.

I want to live!

Inside the Maybach.

Seeing Xia Yuan with her head down, Qin Mohuai assumed she was jealous.

“Baby, I only love you, and I’ll only marry you. Ouyang Jing is just someone that Grandpa wants, but if he likes her so much, he can marry her himself. She has nothing to do with me, so don’t be upset with me over some girl like her. It’ll hurt my feelings.”

The driver, sensing the mood, smartly raised the partition.

Xia Yuan turned her pale face toward Qin Mohuai, once again astonished by his shamelessness.

He put all the blame on others and kept all the advantages in his grasp.

No wonder he was good at business.

Xia Yuan smiling slightly. “I believe you. I won’t make a fuss over something like this.”

After all, she had already caused a scene once before 🙂

It wasn’t Qin Mohuai’s unpredictability that frightened her the most—it was his overwhelming power. Throwing a tantrum with him was very dangerous. Just look at the original female lead in the book. After she angered Qin Mohuai, he confined her to her bedroom, forbidding even the servants from speaking to her. After just one month of isolation, she broke down, eventually kneeling at his feet and begging for forgiveness, her proud spirit completely shattered.

Qin Mohuai’s gaze became strange. “You’re not jealous?”

Xia Yuan: “No, I’m not jealous.”

Qin Mohuai lifted her chin with his fingers, his tone mocking. “I had dinner with Ouyang Jing, sat at the same table, and you’re not jealous? What kind of girlfriend is so generous? I’ve always felt like you don’t love me, and lately, that feeling has only gotten stronger. Maybe I should have a psychologist check you out.”

His wild blue hair brushed against her neck, and the man’s hot, damp breath clung to her fair, clean skin like a snake, sending a chill down her spine.

“You don’t like psychologists? But I can’t bear to go to a forensic pathologist. What if they open up your heart and I’m not there? Then I’d be left without both you and your heart. Weren’t you so good at talking earlier today? You had me wagging my tail like a dog in joy. Why aren’t you saying anything now? Oh, I know—you don’t love me, so saying it a few more times must feel disgusting to you.”

Xia Yuan’s face went pale. Dating a psycho was truly life-threatening! Before she could react, she felt something wet at the nape of her neck. Qin Mohuai was crying?!

Outside the car, the city lights shimmered, and the streets bustled with noise.

Xia Yuan’s slender shoulders supported Qin Mohuai, who was now tightly clinging to her, crying. She didn’t dare move, utterly confused by the situation.

Shouldn’t she be the one crying? Why was he crying first?

As she got closer, Xia Yuan noticed that Qin Mohuai’s blue hair had faded to a bluish-gray, but the string of Sanskrit on his ear remained striking. It read: Only Love Yuanyuan.

Xia Yuan, while berating herself for lacking principles, gently patted Qin Mohuai’s back.

Qin Mohuai trembled hard from shoulder to waist, his scarlet, wet eyes showing… excitement.

Xia Yuan: “If I didn’t care about your fiancée, why did I run away from home earlier? Do you think women express jealousy by throwing tantrums? How shallow! If you truly love Ouyang Jing, then I’ll step aside for you.”

“Because I love you, I want you to be happy. Love is about fulfilling someone, not possessing them. And yet, here you are, talking about having a forensic doctor cut my heart open. Qin Mohuai, do you even love me that much?”

Qin Mohuai’s tear-filled eyes shimmered, and with a bashful, pleading look, he began kissing her lips, unable to control his deep affection. His stunningly handsome face now wore an expression of intense vulnerability.

Xia Yuan always thought she wasn’t someone who was swayed by appearances, but when a brutal demon turns into a soft puppy, it really hit her right in the feels.

Qin Mohuai: “Baby, I’m sorry. I lost control earlier and didn’t even realize how disgusting the things I said were.”

Xia Yuan was speechless. If I could throw blame like you do, my mental health would definitely be more radiant.

At some point, the driver’s voice came through: “Mr. Qin, Miss, we’ve arrived home.”

Qin Mohuai got out of the car, holding Xia Yuan’s hand. Aside from his slightly red eyes, there was no sign of what had just happened.

In a low, husky voice, he said, “Baby, if I were to marry another woman, then your big diamond, pretty dresses, and, well, my most precious part, would all belong to someone else.”

“…” The big diamond and pretty dresses—she was reluctant to give those up. But why did he have to bring that last part into the mix?

Xia Yuan felt like a court official, trying to stay mentally sharp while deciphering the emperor’s intentions.

“If you dare cheat on me, I’ll just cut off your most precious part.”

“Baby, you’re so cruel!” Qin Mohuai feigned shock, then leaned over and kissed her cheek, grinning carefree as if completely unbothered by her threat.

The stars twinkled faintly in the sky.

After coaxing Xia Yuan to sleep, Qin Mohuai called his grandfather.

Grandpa Qin: “Still not asleep at this hour?”

Qin Mohuai: “I’ve been struggling with insomnia.”

Grandpa Qin: “You’ve suffered from insomnia for years, relying on medication to sleep. But I’ve heard you’ve been doing much better lately.”

Qin Mohuai: “Haha, well, then you should know why I’ve been sleeping better.”

Grandpa Qin chuckled knowingly, “You like her. She gives you peace of mind and joy in life, and that’s good. But the two of you can’t have children. You’re fated to be apart. Better to break it off now while your feelings aren’t too deep—it’ll hurt less in the long run.”

Qin Mohuai understood that his grandfather was testing his limits. If he gave a vague answer now, Xia Yuan might end up dead by tomorrow.

“Grandpa, I only want her. There’s nothing wrong with either of us, and we’ll have kids eventually.”

Grandpa Qin didn’t want to create tension with his grandson, so he chuckled and changed the subject, inviting him to dinner at the family estate the next day.


Before leaving work, Qin Mohuai received the 145-carat pink diamond he’d ordered. He planned to check in at the family estate briefly, then return to Mansion to enjoy a candlelight dinner with his wife.

When he arrived at the estate and saw Ouyang Jing, his cold, handsome face remained indifferent. It seemed tonight’s dinner wouldn’t be easy to escape.

Grandpa Qin beamed and invited them to sit down.

“You two have met already. What do you think of each other?”

Qin Mohuai leaned back on the sofa, his long legs crossed, exuding a noble and aloof demeanor. He had no intention of answering.

Ouyang Jing knew how much Grandpa Qin valued Qin Mohuai. If she dared speak poorly of him, her family might suffer the consequences.

She carefully responded, “I have a good impression.”

Grandpa Qin smiled warmly, “That’s good. I hate playing matchmaker. If you’re both satisfied, then so am I.”

“Mohuai, didn’t you buy a pink diamond? Show it to Jing and let her try it on.”

Qin Mohuai raised an eyebrow.

Earlier that day, his beloved wife had tied a small topknot in his blue hair. His pale skin and dark, cold eyes gave him an eerie, brooding look. Had it been too long since his last breakdown? Did Grandpa now think he was just a harmless little sick kitten?

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