Chapter 13 President Qin Shows Affection, Ignoring His Friends’ Lives

What’s the difference between stir-fried beef without chili and pearl milk tea without milk?!

Xia Yuan protested loudly.

But her protest was futile.

Qin Mohuai’s indifferent gaze fell upon her. The girl in a pink long dress highlighted her fair and clean skin, a hint of rosy hue gracing her cheeks, making her look radiant and charming.

“Be good, and I’ll let you have a few bites of ice cream at home.”

“Okay!” Xia Yuan’s delicate brows relaxed, and she stopped tugging at the black dragon-head ring on his pinky finger.

Qin Mohuai sighed inwardly. What an ungrateful little troublemaker; whenever she was unhappy, she would pick on him.

He must have owed her in a past life, and now he was working like a horse to repay that debt in this life.

Liang Min quickly cooked two dishes to feed her daughter, and after checking what Qin Mohuai wanted to eat, she prepared a serving of Kung Pao Chicken.

Although Qin Mohuai had strong desires, he wasn’t overly particular about food.

Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, the prince had tasted all kinds of exquisite delicacies and had an extremely picky palate. In the end, he was conquered by Xia Yuan’s softness and tenderness.

Because Xia Yuan had once personally made him Kung Pao Chicken, he developed a fondness for the dish as a result of his affection for her.

On one occasion, when Qin Mohuai attended a semi-business, semi-private dinner arranged meticulously by Yang Yi, the menu included everything from the sky to the sea, except for phoenix marrow and dragon liver.

Yet Qin Mohuai only ordered Kung Pao Chicken.

Yang Yi was astonished. Ordering Kung Pao Chicken in a Western restaurant—was it true love or just looking for trouble?

At that time, Qin Mohuai hadn’t dyed his hair blue yet, and his elegant and composed demeanor remained intact. He calmly told everyone, “I got home very late last night. My girlfriend knew I hadn’t eaten dinner, and she felt really sorry for me, so she made me a bowl of Kung Pao Chicken rice. Every chili was personally chosen by her, every piece of chicken was cut by her, and she even fed me herself… Well, you guys wouldn’t understand the feeling of being cherished.”

Yang Yi was almost driven to slam the table in anger.

Showing off love can lead to an early death!

He didn’t care about the Western chef’s feelings and ordered a plate of dry-fried intestines instead.

Who hasn’t been cherished before? His mother’s specialty was dry-fried intestines, and he could find the taste of being cherished even in that dish!

Everyone fell into a heavy silence.

No one expected that the big shot would fall in love like this!

So unoriginal.

Really so unoriginal.

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Qin Mohuai put on gloves and peeled shrimp, focused on feeding Xia Yuan.

His wife had lost two pounds due to her illness; he had noticed it last night while holding her little bottom.

He felt deep affection, having said “grow strong” to her little bottom, only to be scolded by Xia Yuan for being a pervert.

Was this really something to be scolded for?

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Overflowing with affection, the madman had completely lost all reason, especially in bed; all he knew was that his wife smelled wonderful.

The small restaurant had closed early. After Liang Min took off her apron and washed her hands, she sat down opposite the two.

Whenever someone visited without reason, something must have happened, especially given that they were out so late.

Xia Yuan recounted the entire story. When Liang Min heard that her daughter had been deceived by Liang Bo into going to the Golden Peak Hotel, she couldn’t help but curse, “Beast!”

“Liang Bo is such a beast! You are his own niece!”

Xia Yuan’s expression was cold and distant as she explained clearly, “Liang Bo is selfish; he never treated you like a sister. I’m even further removed from him, so how could he care about my reputation?”

Liang Min was resilient and strong, but she was also a traditional woman. No matter how bad her family was, it was hard for her to sever ties.

Because of the deep-rooted blood ties, and also because she had been instilled with the idea of selfless dedication since childhood.

Xia Yi held his wife’s hand, his calm and gentle gaze giving her strength.

“Whether you choose to continue supporting the Liang family or to sever ties with them, I will unconditionally support you.”

Having lost both her parents and grown up with her grandmother, Xia Yuan had now gained a father and mother after entering the story, and they loved her dearly. She would never allow the Xia couple to meet the tragic end written in the book!

Xia Yuan sniffled, lifted her gaze, her eyes misty with a hint of tears, and softly said, “I want to teach Liang Bo a lesson through Boss Zhou, so he doesn’t think our family is easy to bully.”

“Afterward, I was afraid Boss Zhou would retaliate, so I asked Qin Mohuai to look into him. It turns out he’s not an ordinary pervert; he has hurt several beautiful young girls like me in the past—some have broken legs, others have been disfigured…”

A certain cleanliness-obsessed big shot was starting to lose patience, but his wife’s soft call of “Mohuai” glued him to his seat.

Liang Min trembled, suddenly standing up, only to collapse back into her chair under Xia Yi’s comforting touch.

Xia Yi’s expression darkened, his hand gently smoothing her back. “Liang Bo is truly despicable!” He reassured her that it was not his wife’s fault and subtly relieved Liang Min’s psychological burden. “Fortunately, President Qin is taking care of Yuan; ten Boss Zhous and Liang Bos wouldn’t be a match for him.”

Liang Min covered her face with both hands, her voice choked with emotion, “President Qin is a variable. If it weren’t for him… the family I worked so hard to raise almost caused my own daughter’s demise. When Yuzhe didn’t want to endorse Liang Bo’s factory, I still blamed him for being ungrateful. I—I was really foolish.”

Without her encouragement, Liang Bo would still be at home, waiting for meals to be served.

Without her dowry, Liang Bo wouldn’t have been able to open a factory and build a fortune.

If not for her indulgence, Liang Bo wouldn’t have had the audacity to harm her daughter.

Though Xia Yuan felt heartache for her mother’s breakdown, she also sighed in relief. As long as Liang Min no longer believed in Liang Bo, he wouldn’t have the chance to harm the Xia family.

Finally, Xia Yi stood up to see them off.

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In the Maybach.

Qin Mohuai held Xia Yuan’s hand. He suffered from a mild form of skin hunger, and the sensation of his soft wife’s skin against his felt as pleasurable as kissing, especially when he licked his throat and palate.

His voice was hoarse. “The hardware store and the clothing store next to the small restaurant will be moving to a more prosperous street. They’re eager for your mother to take over their shops.”

Xia Yuan’s eyes brimmed with gratitude. “Once people get busy, they don’t have time to feel sad or overthink things.”

She knew about the hardware store next door. It rarely opened, and when it did, it stayed open for a year. There was no need to move; Qin Mohuai must have exerted some influence behind the scenes.

Qin Mohuai continued, “You told me that your mother’s dream is to open a hotel. I originally wanted to arrange for her to work at KG Hotel.”

KG Hotel, renowned alongside Hilton and Sheraton.

Some fragments of the story surfaced in Xia Yuan’s mind.

In the original plot, Xia Yuzhe threatened the madman with suicide to get him to arrange her a job at KG Hotel, where the staff were all top graduates. Even the cleaning lady had a university degree. Xia Yuzhe hadn’t expected to be on the same starting line as the cleaning lady, often facing rumors of having connections. Out of anger, she had run away.

Xia Yuan said, “KG Hotel has strict management; even the cleaning ladies and department managers can’t make any mistakes. My mom has only a high school diploma; she would be looked down upon if she went.”

Qin Mohuai chuckled lightly. “Not long ago, I transferred some shares to you. You’re now a small boss at KG. No one can look down on your mother.”

Xia Yuan was astonished.

“How could you just casually transfer KG shares to me?”

“Why can’t I?”

“Don’t you think my family situation is complicated… and troublesome?”

“In the Tang Dynasty, Yang Guifei was favored, and her three sisters were conferred as noble ladies, enjoying endless wealth and honor. And you are the woman I want to marry. I feel that what I give you is never enough. Anyone who treats you well, I will reward them doubly with wealth and honor, so you won’t be able to leave me. Baby, I’m willing to give you everything—my wealth, my body, my life; they all belong to you.”

Xia Yuan felt her eyes sting, a wave of emotion rising within her. She had resorted to any means necessary to complete her mission, yet Qin Mohuai remained devoted to her, without regret.

Before she could shed tears of gratitude, Qin Mohuai’s lips curled slightly, his voice low and magnetic. “I only want to see your tears in bed. Please don’t cry and beg for mercy in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bathroom today, okay?”

Xia Yuan: “…” All her feelings of gratitude vanished.

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