Moreover, Qin Buwan didn’t seem even a little secretly happy about her staying the night at the Xu Manor.

The last few words Qin Buwan used to negotiate with her in the car were particularly thought-provoking.

Qin Buwan said that she could treat everything as a fair transaction, she could cooperate with the acting, but marriage was the only thing she wouldn’t do. If they forced her, she would rather go down in flames, and no one would have a good time.

However, all Fu Yunyi wanted was for Qin Buwan to become Xu Nanhe’s wife.

The dinner was rather quiet.

Fu Yunyi didn’t make things difficult for Qin Buwan either, only saying meaningfully as she got up, “Rest well tonight, I’ll have Nanhe come over later.”

Qin Buwan frowned slightly, but didn’t say anything. At worst, she’d sleep on the sofa.

When she returned to Xu Nanhe’s room, it had been decorated in an exaggerated pink theme. Even the deep gray sheets that Xu Nanhe liked had been completely replaced, and there was a pair of mandarin ducks folded out of towels, making it look exactly like a honeymoon suite.

Scented candles were lit in the room, with a sickeningly sweet smell.

The instant Qin Buwan entered the room, she subconsciously covered her nose.

She stood by the bed and pondered for a while, then picked up a blanket and threw it onto the sofa in the adjoining living room. She would never touch Xu Nanhe’s bed.

…

“Madam wants you to go back to your room to rest immediately.” The housekeeper pushed open the door to the guest room, ignoring what Qin Zhiyu and Xu Nanhe were doing inside, and conveyed the order stiffly with his eyes lowered.

He would get a long needle in his eye if he looked any longer.

Their young master was really something, bringing an insignificant little fox spirit home. It was a good thing the old lady hadn’t been angered to death.

It was useless to praise her, she couldn’t handle anyone who looked like this. It would be a waste of her immortal-like pretty face, a waste of her curvy figure.

Xu Nanhe was only giving Qin Zhiyu a normal physical examination. Qin Zhiyu said her heart was beating fast, and he had just put the stethoscope on her chest when the housekeeper came in without knocking.

He frowned, continued the examination, and withdrew his hand after confirming that Qin Zhiyu was fine.

Seeing that he was packing up to leave, Qin Zhiyu was so anxious she almost jumped out of bed.

It wasn’t easy for her to set the mood!

The last time, she kissed Xu Nanhe, and he didn’t seem very resistant, so this time she took a chance and planned to have a second intimate encounter with him here at the Xu Manor. Perhaps the thrill would make him more passionate, and their relationship would become closer!

Who knew the housekeeper would come in at the crucial moment!

She glared fiercely at the housekeeper standing at the door, her gaze capable of carving a hole in him!

The housekeeper turned a blind eye, instead raising his hand to check the time, urging Xu Nanhe, “Young Master, it’s already ten o’clock, can you be a little faster?”

Xu Nanhe responded coldly, “I know.”

He packed up and instructed Qin Zhiyu, “Rest well, after all, you lost so much blood last night.”

The more the housekeeper listened to their conversation, the more awkward he felt, always feeling that they were flirting. He then coughed heavily to remind them.

Shameless! Immoral!

Xu Nanhe glanced at the housekeeper speechlessly, said nothing more, and turned to close the door for Qin Zhiyu.

The two of them returned to the courtyard where Xu Nanhe lived, one after the other. Before even entering the door, Xu Nanhe saw Qin Buwan idly spreading a blanket on the sofa.

He pushed the door open and saw that it was indeed Qin Buwan.

“I…” Xu Nanhe and Qin Buwan looked at each other, and Qin Buwan immediately explained expressionlessly, “Grandma arranged it, I’m sleeping on the sofa tonight.”

There were so many empty rooms in the Xu Manor, yet Qin Buwan insisted on staying here.

Xu Nanhe then surveyed the new decorations in the room. Clearly, it was the old lady’s handiwork. The old lady had always indulged Qin Buwan, giving her whatever she wanted as long as she acted coquettishly.

So, Qin Buwan’s cold attitude outside was deliberately teasing him, playing hard to get.

Although he was a little annoyed that she was playing those old tricks again, he inexplicably felt a little nervous.

He didn’t say anything, walking past Qin Buwan towards the dressing room.

Qin Buwan had quickly taken a shower after he left and had gone to sit on the sofa in the adjacent living room to reply to Chen Zaizai’s messages.

She didn’t have pajamas here, and the old lady had someone send over an extremely sexy silk nightgown, the neckline low enough to reach her stomach and the skirt short enough to reach mid-thigh. She had no choice but to put on a set of Xu Nanhe’s pajamas that still had the tags on. Although they were a bit big, size one-meter-eight, at least they had all the buttons and came with pants.

Xu Nanhe came out after showering and walked to the vicinity of the living room to get a dry towel to dry his hair.

When he looked up, he saw Qin Buwan leaning against the sofa, her legs slightly curled, her chestnut wavy hair casually draped over her shoulders, looking somewhat lazy.

The redness and swelling on her face had subsided, leaving a few patches of purple, especially on her neck, where Qin Lang had left a few fingerprints after choking her, looking somewhat pitiful, and also inexplicably, carrying a hint of sensuality.

Xu Nanhe didn’t know what was wrong with him. Plus, he felt terribly hot after taking a shower, and his heart inexplicably stirred slightly.

Looking at her delicate collarbone, faintly visible under his pajamas, he inexplicably felt increasingly restless.

It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen Qin Buwan dressed provocatively before. She had worn many backless and waist-revealing dresses when attending banquets together.

Today, she was dressed so conservatively, yet he couldn’t help but feel restless.

Qin Buwan also felt a bit hot, and sweat was breaking out on her forehead. She casually unbuttoned the top button, intending to get up and check the room temperature. When she looked up, she saw Xu Nanhe standing not far in front of her.

The two looked at each other, and Qin Buwan couldn’t help but frown.

The sun must have risen in the west today. Xu Nanhe’s gaze towards her was a little strange. In the past, no matter how little she wore standing in front of him, he wouldn’t even give her a second glance.

She ignored him, got up, and walked past him to the central control panel to check the room temperature.

Twenty-four degrees, just right, but she didn’t know why it was so hot.

She took a step forward, planning to turn around and go back to the sofa to sleep, but unexpectedly bumped into Xu Nanhe’s chest.

Her body stiffened.

Just as she was about to push him away, Xu Nanhe spoke first, “You sleep on the sofa, I’ll sleep on the bed.”

It wasn’t like they hadn’t hugged before. After all, they had been together for so many years, hugging and kissing was normal, but Qin Buwan clearly felt that tonight was different.

As he spoke, his somewhat scorching breath brushed against her ear, carrying the scent of hormones filled with lust.

“No need.” Qin Buwan’s inner alarm bells rang loudly, and she pushed him away without the slightest hesitation, replying coldly.

She didn’t want to waste a single word on Xu Nanhe.

Xu Nanhe grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into his arms, “Still angry?”

She was trapped between the wall and Xu Nanhe, with no way to escape.

She was very disgusted by the touch at this moment, feeling somewhat psychologically uncomfortable.

She suppressed her displeasure, frowned slightly, and looked up at Xu Nanhe. He just happened to lower his head, and the distance between them was only about a fist’s width.

In that instant, she smelled the faint freesia perfume scent on him, the perfume that Qin Zhiyu, that little white flower, loved the most. She had smelled it for so many years, she was too familiar with it, it made her feel nauseous.

The moment before, he was still doing something indecent with Qin Zhiyu, a scent that couldn’t be washed away even after a shower, and now he was hugging her.

Qin Buwan couldn’t think too deeply. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the past events couldn’t stand scrutiny.

Love can indeed make people blind. She must have been blind before, her brain fed to the dogs along with her eyes.

She disgustedly reached out to push him away, but Xu Nanhe grabbed her even tighter.

Unable to break free, she then sneered, “Xu Nanhe, you wouldn’t be seriously acting as if this is real, and have developed feelings for me, would you?”

“But sorry, I can’t accept sisters sharing a husband.”

Xu Nanhe frowned slightly, “Do you have to talk to me like this?”

“What if I said that what happened with Qin Zhiyu wasn’t as dirty as you think? You…”

“Who would believe that!” Qin Buwan interrupted him, once again forcefully shaking off his hand.

Just now, Chen Zaizai had sent her a photo, taken at a family banquet hosted by a family friend a few months ago. She, Xu Nanhe, and Qin Zhiyu were all present. She and Xu Nanhe were sitting in the front row, while Qin Zhiyu was standing behind Xu Nanhe’s side. The two of those dogs of a couple were subconsciously close to each other in body language, instead setting off her sitting next to them like an irrelevant outsider.

Even if she were to believe that everything that had happened these past few days was because Xu Nanhe had taken the wrong medicine and his brain had improved, the appearance of this photo completely broke Qin Buwan’s heart.

All indications showed that the two dogs of a couple were in the stage of ambiguous, passionate love.

If you truly like someone, you would never be willing to let them suffer even a trace of grievance.

Not to mention, hitting and hurting the other person.

Xu Nanhe had already hit her once for Qin Zhiyu’s sake, she wouldn’t give him a second chance. She wasn’t a masochist, and she didn’t have that kind of fetish.

“Qin Buwan!” Xu Nanhe felt a bit irritable. She was the one who took the initiative to come over tonight, she was the one who had the old lady arrange all of this. What did she mean by all this now?

“There needs to be a limit to being unreasonable!” He dragged Qin Buwan closer to him.

Qin Buwan’s concussion was still making her head spin, and she stumbled into his arms after being pulled by Xu Nanhe.

The moment she sat down, she felt a change in Xu Nanhe’s body.

She was stunned for a moment, and reflexively slapped him, “Shameless!”

But for some reason, the slap she threw was very weak, like being scratched by a cat to Xu Nanhe.

That wasn’t right!

Qin Buwan realized something was wrong. She had no strength in her body, and she was very hot.

She had thought it was because of her concussion just now.

She saw the undisguised desire in Xu Nanhe’s eyes at this moment. She immediately got up, but the next second, he grabbed her waist and gently pressed her down again!

“Xu Nanhe, let go!” She was a little panicked.

She immediately propped her elbows between herself and Xu Nanhe, trying to negotiate with him while maintaining some distance, “You and I are impossible! There’s something wrong with the incense in the room!”

However, at this moment, only naked possessiveness remained in Xu Nanhe’s eyes.

He lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on her talking mouth.

Qin Buwan watched helplessly as Xu Nanhe grabbed the back of her neck and pressed down on her, his lips and tongue forcefully prying open her lips.

Without thinking, Qin Buwan subconsciously bit down hard.

A strong, sweet, bloody taste instantly filled the space between their lips and teeth.

Xu Nanhe’s movements paused for a moment, and then he threw her onto the bed with a backhand!

“Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted?”

The way he looked down at her made Qin Buwan feel like she had no dignity left at all.

“No! I don’t want it now!” She turned around, wanting to escape from the other side of the bed, but before her hand could grab the edge of the bed, Xu Nanhe grabbed her again.

“Too late!” He pinched her slender waist and whispered in her ear.

As he spoke, he pressed closer, his knees between her legs, pinning her firmly between himself and the headboard, leaving her no possibility of escape.