Chapter 14 My Husband is Too Strong, I Dare Not Go Home

After returning to the Holy Sea Manor, Qin Mohuai dove straight into the study, with no time for sweet nothings with Xia Yuan.

All the unfinished business from the day piled up for the night.

Xia Yuan took a comfortable bath, dried her hair, and went to bed.

If it weren’t for Qin Mohuai’s insistence, she would be too lazy to use hair oils and body lotion.

In the spacious, dimly lit master bedroom, only a table lamp remained lit, casting a warm yellow glow over the delicate, fair-skinned girl. Her two white, well-proportioned arms hung over the silk quilt, looking very obedient.

Qin Mohuai quietly entered the room, and the sight warmed his heart.

Then he felt an urge to lose his humanity.

The tall, handsome man lifted the quilt, one hand grabbing her soft little bottom, while the other supported her drooping white neck.

Xia Yuan wasn’t in a deep sleep; she opened her drowsy, beautiful eyes to see Qin Mohuai, and with her moist, red lips, she kissed him lightly before closing her eyes again.

She accumulated quite a bit of affection points with such fuzzy little details, clearly showing that Qin Mohuai was quite taken with this. Although her affection points didn’t increase now, she had developed a habit that was hard to break.

Qin Mohuai’s deep eyes gleamed. “Baby,” his hoarse, heated voice was so charged with desire that it surprised even him.

In the bathroom.

Xia Yuan twisted her slender, fatigued waist to dodge him. Ever since she confirmed her relationship with Qin Mohuai, her waist had become unyielding; she couldn’t even dodge him properly.

Yet her waist was both slender and soft; every time the man gripped her tightly, it would leave ten fingerprints behind.

Xia Yuan sniffled softly, “I’ve already taken a shower.”

Qin Mohuai’s eyes remained calm, his low, husky voice agreeing, “I smelled your fragrance when I held you just now; baby, you’ve taken a shower.”

“You can’t wash again after showering once at night! It’s like when someone cleans your ears; others can’t touch you afterward!”

“That’s not how it works.”

Qin Mohuai gently kissed her while firmly squeezing her tiny waist. What was she moving around for? Was she challenging his self-control?

Xia Yuan pouted, unsure how to tell Qin Mohuai that she currently felt like an iron tree.

No matter how much blood he poured into nurturing her, it was impossible for her to blossom.

She couldn’t reveal the truth to Qin Mohuai; what if he turned around and looked for another woman? Xia Yuan stopped crying, channeling the charm of Daji, she desperately wrapped her arms around the man’s waist, holding on to him like this until she thought of a better way.

It was rare for his wife to take the initiative, which made Qin Mohuai a bit wild.

With a sexual tension that resembled a taut bow, he was poised to unleash, fierce as a bandit.

Anyone unaware might think a bandit leader had invaded the home of an honest person, seeing the young lady in a pink bellyband looking delicate, and forgetting all techniques of tenderness, he was left with nothing but raw strength, brutally unrestrained. Even the most ferocious bandit would not be as savage in their pursuits as he was.

As Xia Yuan struggled, she thought that actually getting pregnant wouldn’t be so bad; that way, Qin Mohuai wouldn’t be able to touch her.

She could smash Qin Mohuai’s rice bowl, making him ‘sun’ the air!

Just thinking about it felt exhilarating.

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If the frantic Qin Mohuai knew what his wife was thinking, he would probably fall silent for three seconds, then erupt into a storm of praise, amazed at how ‘devious’ she could be to come up with such a method to deal with him.

At the same time, he would feel even more anxious to hide his silly wife, fearing those bad dogs would lure his naive wife away.

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When Xia Yuan woke up, Qin Mohuai was already gone.

While reading novels, she often saw the male and female leads engaged in extreme tug-of-war, constantly torturing each other, as if they had nothing else to do.

However, Xia Yuan found that as long as she went along with the whims of the crazy male lead, she actually felt quite free; she could go anywhere as long as she brought a bodyguard with her.

Of course, at first, Xia Yuan wasn’t used to having a bodyguard follow her around; it felt like being monitored.

But ever since she was cornered by a rogue in a shopping mall and followed in the old community where she stayed at the Xia family… she became less resistant to the bodyguard. Freedom was valuable, but life was even more precious!

**Second Floor.**

Nestled in a lazy sofa, Xia Yuan wore headphones, leisurely typing away at her paper. After receiving a call from her mother, she decided to go home for a visit.

Butler Wang asked, “Miss, will you be coming home for lunch?”

Xia Yuan casually replied, “No, I won’t be back; he isn’t home for lunch anyway.”

So, when Butler Wang received a call from Qin Mohuai at noon, he repeated Xia Yuan’s words verbatim.

Qin Mohuai pinched the bridge of his nose, a trace of guilt flashing in his eyes. “I shouldn’t have left her alone at the manor. I’ve been busy all day, and I haven’t spent enough time with her.”

Butler Wang added, “Miss is either sleeping or sitting by the window writing her paper every day. I feel her back looks quite lonely.”

Qin Mohuai felt even more heartbroken.

After hanging up, he called in Secretary Cao.

Secretary Cao asked, “Mr. Qin, what can I do for you?”

Qin Mohuai replied, “I remember that Christie’s has a jewelry auction coming up?”

Secretary Cao confirmed, “Yes, it’s tomorrow.”

He retrieved the colorful jewelry catalog sent by Christie’s and handed it to Qin Mohuai.

The man’s long, elegant fingers flipped through the vivid pages of the catalog. Within minutes, he spotted a 14.5-carat pink Type IIa diamond ring.

The estimated price was 230 million.

“Buy it,” he instructed.

Secretary Cao replied, “Yes, Mr. Qin.”

This ladies’ ring was perfect for a proposal; both its price and style were impressive—no woman could resist it.

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Whether Qin Mohuai bought the ring to win Xia Yuan’s heart or to propose to Miss Ouyang remains to be seen.

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Liang Bo was locked up in the police station. Although his life was not in danger, he looked haggard, and Sun Wenhui was desperately seeking help to rescue her husband.

However, upon learning that Liang Bo had offended someone from the Zhou family, people avoided him like the plague, let alone offer help.

Feeling hopeless, Sun Wenhui ran to Liang Min, crying and making a scene.

Back when the toy factory was nearly shut down, it was Liang Min who rallied relatives and neighbors to help the factory through the crisis.

Master Li, who had the technical skills, had led a strike, wanting to jump ship to a higher-paying factory. Just when it seemed the toy factory was doomed, Liang Min persuaded Master Li to stay because she had once helped his wife.

In the past few days, Liang Min had reflected a lot. If she hadn’t helped Liang Bo establish the factory, he might not have become so bad; he might have just been a bit lazy.

If she hadn’t convinced Master Li to stay at the toy factory, he might have ended up with a better-paying job elsewhere and a better life now.

Hearing Sun Wenhui recount Liang Bo’s miserable state in the police station, Liang Min couldn’t remain indifferent, but she couldn’t tolerate Liang Bo ruining her daughter’s reputation.

Her brother was important, but her daughter was even more so.

Every time something happened with the Liang family, as long as Sun Wenhui cried and made a scene in front of Liang Min, she would eventually compromise and help.

Seeing Liang Min’s indifference, Sun Wenhui berated her for being cold-hearted and for ignoring her own brother in his time of need.

Liang Min didn’t want to drag Xia Yuan into this. She simply said, “Your wealthy friends can’t help you; what can I, a regular citizen, do? Liang Bo didn’t kill anyone or commit arson, and he won’t be locked up for long.”

Sun Wenhui screeched, “That won’t do! If Liang Bo has a criminal record, my child won’t be able to take the civil service exam!”

She was from the mountain city, where her parents and siblings were all civil servants. Because she didn’t pass the civil service exam, she married into Xiangzhou. Her son was doing well in school and would definitely want to take the civil service exam in the future. If Liang Bo had a record, it would be like cutting off her son’s path to success, and that was absolutely unacceptable.

Liang Min felt speechless, thinking, “What does telling me do? Go tell the police.”

After sending away the hysterical Sun Wenhui, Liang Min opened her daughter’s bedroom door.

She wanted Xia Yuan to come home, partly to show her daughter her attitude towards the Liang family and partly to remind her to avoid any dealings with them in the future, ideally even avoiding phone calls.

Xia Yuan asked in confusion, “We can’t help Liang Bo; the Liang family shouldn’t come asking for help again, right?”

Liang Min scoffed, “You don’t understand those people. If they’re not doing well, they’ll make sure no one else is either.”

Her words turned out to be prophetic.

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As the sun began to set, Xia Yuan didn’t head straight back to the Holy Sea Manor but instead went to the nearby Qingzhu Lake.

Originally, they had planned to include the lake in the manor, but since there was already a lake there, Qingzhu Lake was opened to the public.

Sitting in a less crowded area, Xia Yuan stared blankly, enjoying the rare moment of tranquility.

A tall, handsome man walked towards her, stepping into the dappled shadows. The fading sunlight cast a melancholic yet radiant glow in his eyes, reflecting a chilling sharpness.

Qin Mohuai’s voice was difficult to decipher, “What are you doing hiding here? Why don’t you go home?”

Xia Yuan wore a Patek Philippe watch on her fair wrist, the modified tracking watch indicating she had no intention of running away.

But she pouted her plump, red lips, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. She looked both adorable and serene, which softened Qin Mohuai’s heart.

The brooding, aristocratic man crouched down effortlessly to meet her gaze, speaking in a low, magnetic voice to coax her to talk.

For a moment, Xia Yuan was enchanted by his charming yet gentle demeanor, obediently sharing her reason for not wanting to go home.

Her husband was too strong; she dared not return home.

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