Chapter 62: Why Hasn’t Her Period Come?

The little golden retriever was now just over two months old, the perfect time to start training it to develop habits like proper bathroom use, eating, and drinking routines.

After Mr. Li stepped down from his position as the top official in the province, he took up dog-walking as a hobby.

One day, when Qin Mohuai was at his house for tea, he happened to witness the birth of a litter of golden retriever puppies.

There were five in total—three males and two females.

Qin Mohuai wasn’t particularly interested in pets, but he suddenly remembered Xia Yuan mentioning how adorable golden retrievers were. So, he asked Mr. Li for one of the female puppies.

And so, even before arriving at Shenghai Mansion, the little golden retriever was already a well-bred aristocratic pup.

Qin Mohuai patted the puppy on the head, almost pushing her flat to the ground.

“Uncle Wang, find someone to make a few dresses for her. After all, she’s a girl. It’s not right for her to run around naked.”

“…” Butler Wang replied, “Alright, young master.”

For his wife, Qin Mohuai made sure to put effort into everything, including making clothes for the dog.

The little golden retriever, with her naturally sleek and shiny coat, was still labeled as being “naked.”

Butler Wang cuddled the little golden retriever, and her soft, cute demeanor won over everyone in the house—except Qin Mohuai.

Qin Mohuai went back to the master bedroom and quietly drew the curtains. A soft, buttery ray of sunlight fell across Xia Yuan’s body.

Xia Yuan shifted but kept her head buried in the pillows, continuing to sleep.

She was somewhat awake but refused to open her eyes. She was too exhausted, lacking even the strength to lift her eyelids.

Qin Mohuai was an insatiable beast. 🙂

Last night, in the presence of the little golden retriever, Xia Yuan had complied with Qin Mohuai’s every demand.

It was also last night that Xia Yuan finally realized just how abnormal Qin Mohuai’s body was. She had thought he couldn’t… but she was wrong.

When Xia Yuan became aware of this, her body trembled uncontrollably. No matter how much Qin Mohuai whispered and coaxed her to relax, it was useless.

She was convinced she was going to die.

The fact that she hadn’t meant she was remarkably resilient.

Qin Mohuai glanced at his watch. He couldn’t afford to delay any longer there’s some visitors arriving in ten minutes.

“Baby, two guests are coming to see you today. How about you greet them, and then you can go back to sleep?”

“Zzzz…” Xia Yuan continued to sleep.

With no other choice, Qin Mohuai dressed her himself and carried her to the bathroom.

Wei Xiao adjusted the tie of the shy and reserved young man beside him. “Yunzhou, if you’re going to visit and express your thanks, you need to be more confident. At least greet them properly.”

Wei Yunzhou suffered from depression, which made social interactions difficult for him. He had been improving with medication and therapy, but after losing a classical piano to Ning Kou, his depression worsened.

For the sake of his family, Wei Yunzhou made great efforts to socialize, but he always managed to mess things up. Although no one in the family blamed him, Wei Yunzhou felt like a burden.

The Bentley pulled into Shenghai Mansion, and Qin Mohuai and Xia Yuan stood at the villa’s entrance to greet them. When Xia Yuan saw Wei Yunzhou’s face, her mind froze.

*OMG.*

He looked just like the neighbor boy who had frozen to death on the rooftop in the dead of winter!

In her mind, she frantically called out to the system. Could it be that her neighbor had also been transported into this book? Or was it just a coincidence?

Wei Xiao greeted Qin Mohuai politely but distantly. The two were business partners, with little personal connection.

After a few courteous exchanges, Qin Mohuai introduced Xia Yuan. “This is Xia Yuan, a student at Xiangzhou School University, and my wife.”

Wei Xiao nodded. “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Qin.”

Xia Yuan replied, “Nice to meet you too.”

Wei Xiao then introduced his brother, “This is my younger brother, Wei Yunzhou. Thanks to you, Ning Kou returned the classical piano to him. It was his idea to visit and express his gratitude.”

He signaled with his eyes for his brother to greet Xia Yuan.

Qin Mohuai, who had married the sweet young Xia Yuan just after she turned twenty, seemed approachable and easygoing.

Wei Yunzhou hesitated. “Mrs. Qin… thank you.”

Qin Mohuai glanced at him, a flicker of dissatisfaction crossing his face at Wei Yunzhou’s indifferent attitude.

Wei Xiao chuckled, “You see how enthusiastic my brother is!”

A flock of crows seemed to fly overhead in awkward silence.

It seemed like *you’re* the enthusiastic one.

Xia Yuan smiled warmly. “He seems like a very smart young man. I’m sure his inner world is full of beauty and wonder. He just has a bit of trouble expressing it, and I totally understand.”

Wei Xiao nodded vigorously in agreement.

Wei Yunzhou looked at Xia Yuan with his melancholic eyes, receiving an encouraging smile in return.

Mrs. Qin seemed like a kind person.

Not only had she helped him get his piano back, but she also complimented him as if he were a flower.

Qin Mohuai discreetly gave Xia Yuan’s waist a squeeze. Flirting with another man in front of me? Good. I’ll deal with you later.

Xia Yuan found his possessiveness both annoying and ridiculous. He was jealous over a younger guy? She playfully hit Qin Mohuai’s chest and said with a laugh, “Let’s stop standing around chatting and head inside.”

She led the way, while Qin Mohuai rubbed his chest, where he felt a dull ache. *Like younger guys, huh? Could younger guys buy you a mansion, a private jet, or start a record company?*

Wei Xiao, who had also slowed his pace, stopped to speak with Qin Mohuai. “My brother has depression. He truly appreciates what you’ve done for him, but he has trouble expressing it. It’s not out of indifference.”

Qin Mohuai nodded. “I understand. Someone close to me also has depression.”

Wei Xiao looked surprised but refrained from prying, holding back his curiosity. He had enough tact to know when to stop.

But he would soon find out.

In the living room, after just a few words, Xia Yuan had gathered the information she was curious about. Wei Yunzhou wasn’t her neighbor from back home; he just happened to look like him.

Just like how she looked exactly like the ‘Xia Yuan’ in the book.

“These days, people with mild depression are everywhere. We, the ones with depression, shouldn’t feel inferior!”

“Yunzhou, have you ever considered following Taoism? If you see something wrong, draw your sword and help. If someone irritates you, just scold them. It might make your heart feel a lot lighter.”

“And don’t ever think of yourself as a burden, or consider ending it all. That’s absolutely the wrong mindset! So many people love and care for you. You need to live well and become the greatest pianist of this century!”

Wei Yunzhou blushed at her words, and to everyone’s surprise, he didn’t stammer as he replied, “I’m not that talented. I’ll never be the greatest pianist.”

Xia Yuan grinned. “Then be the second greatest pianist! Being the second greatest pianist with depression is super cool. I’m going to be the second greatest songwriter with depression—it sounds awesome!”

Wei Xiao walked into the room, stunned by what he had just overheard.

“Mrs. Qin also has depression?”

Qin Mohuai confirmed, “Yes.”

Wei Xiao remarked, “Mrs. Qin’s spirit is radiant and confident. She doesn’t seem like someone with depression at all.”

Qin Mohuai didn’t respond, his eyes darkening.

He had spoken to Liu Ming about finding Mu An, the psychologist who had previously treated Xia Yuan, to determine whether she was truly cured.

After lunch, Wei Xiao and Wei Yunzhou left.

Xia Yuan walked into the bathroom and lifted her skirt to check. *I was supposed to get my period today, but there’s no sign of it.*

“…I’ll check again later tonight.”