Chapter 2.2 Dare to Enslave Him During the Cold War

But Xia Yuan was still very angry. When she went back, she must expose to the public the fact that her ex was not an original singer, and ruin his reputation!

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Qin Mohuai had been at Yunxiang Noble Residence for three days. His secretary had urged him repeatedly to return to work at the company, or else there would be speculation about his health, indirectly affecting the company’s stock.

Caught off guard by Qin Mohuai’s gloomy and malicious gaze, Xia Yuan had a bad feeling in her heart. “I’ll see you off.”

Qin Mohuai: “I’ve been indulging myself these past few days, not serving my baby properly. Let me make it up to you, okay?”

“No!” Xia Yuan’s pupils shrank, her rosy fingertips tightly gripping the blanket, almost screaming.

Qin Mohuai, like a dark crawling monster, slipped into the blanket from the other end, tightly holding her soft waist in his palm, rendering her unable to move.

Whether in joy or pain, she could only passively accept it.

In an instant.

There were several scratch marks on the man’s muscular and broad back, but he paid no attention to them. Biting an unlit cigarette, he elegantly and casually rolled it on his tongue, holding up his black trousers.

Reaching out to embrace the woman’s soft waist, he took a bite without much tenderness, teasing, “You said you’d see me off, can you stand up?”

Xia Yuan’s soft palm slapped the man’s handsome face, and Qin Mohuai didn’t dodge. After receiving the slap, he held her delicate wrist and kissed it.

“Pervert,” she was furious.

“Just a pervert for my wife.”

“Hmph, who’s your wife?”

“Who showed me ** in the car, is my wife.”

Xia Yuan’s ears turned red, her shy face buried in the pillow. The crazy critique male lead’s status was too high for her to resist.

Rainwater flowed down the window, and the bodyguard standing at the door held up a black umbrella with a black dragon head handle, arrogant and unrestrained, matching Qin Mohuai’s aura.

Xia Yuan stood quietly in front of the French window, wearing a white dress that reached her ankles, seemingly the only soft white in the dim world.

Qin Mohuai almost took three steps back, feeling reluctant. His gloomy eyes were filled with deep resentment.

Xia Yuan pursed her slightly swollen lips. It was false to say there was no emotion after more than half a year of being together day and night, but this emotion was not enough to keep her in this world; her grandmother was waiting for her in the original world.

Qin Mohuai left the Western-style house, his expensive black trousers soaked, and the secretary quickly brought clean pants, shoes, and socks for him to change into.

His hand, with prominent veins, rested on the Maybach’s door. The tall and handsome man turned back to gaze at the woman waving in the warm light, sighing.

“Is she heartless, or is her heart made of iron?”

The secretary said thoughtfully, “Miss Xia Yuan is writing lyrics, she might go home after she finishes.”

Qin Mohuai: “It’s still a week, too long.”

The Maybach changed course and went to the Qin family’s old house. The marriage contracts of the children of wealthy families were inevitably bound by their families, but Qin Mohuai held real power and was not a puppet to be manipulated. He would not hold an engagement ceremony with Ouyang Jing, his fiancée and wife could only be Xia Yuan. His grandfather liked Ouyang Jing, then let his grandfather marry her, as long as he wasn’t afraid of his grandmother coming to find him at night.

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The next day, Xia Yuan met her younger brother, Xia Yuzhe, at the Western-style house.

Xia Yuzhe took off his sunglasses, revealing a handsome little puppy face. “Sis! I called you on video chat, a whole ten times, why didn’t you answer?”

Xia Yuan glanced at the Nokia in her hand, “It doesn’t seem to have a video call function.”

Xia Yuzhe: “…” He looked at her with disgust.

The original owner had always used Nokia before her death, and Xia Yuan felt there was no need to change.

The original owner had a good relationship with her family, and Xia Yuan also often called and texted her family.

Xia Yuzhe: “I called you and you didn’t answer either. Forget it, it doesn’t matter.”

“In TV dramas, when a concubine who is throwing a tantrum leaves the palace, the emperor comes to coax her back. Qin Mohuai has been here so many times, you are too hard to coax.”

“Besides, Qin Mohuai has no feelings for Ouyang Jing, they definitely won’t hold an engagement ceremony.”

When mentioning Ouyang Jing, Xia Yuzhe’s face turned suspiciously red, but Xia Yuan was eating breakfast and didn’t notice.