Chapter 33 The Prince’s Enchanting Charm

As the lunch banquet began, dishes were served: exquisite and small portions of Western cuisine, along with hearty Chinese dishes, concluding with a dessert and sweet red wine.

“Because the young master is on a sugar-free diet for his fitness, we didn’t prepare a cake.”

Qin Mohuai remained noncommittal; he hadn’t had birthday cake for many years.

When the Qin couple was alive, they were always busy with work, so celebrating Qin Mohuai’s birthday was more of a rushed affair, and they couldn’t possibly prepare it meticulously. After they passed away, his birthday had turned into a large business gathering, where everyone held champagne and wished him a happy birthday, but no one cared whether there was a birthday cake.

After the lunch, the guests didn’t want to leave. Pei Jincheng suggested playing hide and seek, with the person caught having to accept any punishment, including but not limited to running naked, wet dancing, or calling an ex to confess their feelings…

This outrageous game surprisingly received support from most of the attendees.

Seriously, is this how the upper class plays?

A group of rich kids, having fun without a care in the world.

Xia Yuan didn’t want to participate in such a ridiculous game. She tried to sneak away, but Qin Mohuai caught her wrist.

His low, sensual voice brushed against her ear, “It’ll be fun. Come on.”

Pei Jincheng narrowed his fox-like eyes and said mischievously, “Today, the birthday star will seek us, and we will hide! Friends who agree, raise your hands!”

Xia Yuan immediately raised her hand, looking at Qin Mohuai, feeling like she was stepping on a landmine.

Qin Mohuai swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue, his magnetic voice elongated, “Alright.”

Though he usually had a calm demeanor, he had a bit of a bad temper. His casual agreement had an indulgent vibe, inadvertently charming the entire room.

Xia Yuan felt her heart race.

Maybe she wasn’t the only one feeling this way.

The atmosphere was filled with pink bubbles.

Only Pei Jincheng put on a clown mask.

Saint Sea Manor was vast; there were three or four villas alone, not to mention the golf course and outdoor swimming pool… It would take a car to explore everything.

So, having Qin Mohuai seek was the best choice. Xia Yuan originally wanted to blindfold him, but someone conveniently handed him a blue-striped tie. With his deep brow bones covered, part of his cold, fair nose was also hidden, giving off a slightly seductive and mischievous vibe.

The crowd gasped. They feared Qin Mohuai’s cold, unfathomable eyes, so naturally, they weren’t focused on how well-built he was.

Now that they looked closely, he was wearing a Cuban-collared shirt, the V-neck revealing a glimpse of his sexy, athletic collarbone, broad shoulders, a trim waist, and long fingers with visible veins— the kind of body that sparked sexual fantasies, exuding hormones that captivated everyone once again.

Xia Yuan was the first to leave the villa, and only then did everyone regain their composure from the Prince’s charm, scrambling to find hiding spots.

Xia Yuan walked a few steps outside but soon returned to the villa.

After waiting for half a month, finally getting to celebrate Qin Mohuai’s birthday, she had important matters to attend to— she couldn’t just focus on playing games.

Pei Jincheng stroked his chin and followed her.

Yang Yi, worried that Pei Jincheng might do something to Xia Yuan and anger Qin Mohuai, thereby severing their brotherhood, also followed.

Xia Yuan tiptoed upstairs, realizing she had two tails behind her.

“You—”

She covered her mouth and whispered, “What are you two following me for?”

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Pei Jincheng said, “Whatever you do, we’ll do too.”

Xia Yuan replied, “…Then you two better hide well and don’t let Qin Mohuai find you.”

Pei Jincheng’s fox-like eyes were filled with fearlessness as he whispered, “If he dares to punish me, I’ll expose his childhood photos.”

Yang Yi didn’t say anything but wore a bright smile, clearly thinking the same.

Xia Yuan felt she also needed to see those childhood photos of Qin Mohuai. “Can you share them with me? Send them to my WeChat.”

Pei Jincheng replied, “This is our trump card; sharing it with you would render it useless unless you have something to trade for it.”

Yang Yi nudged Pei Jincheng with his elbow, warning him not to provoke Qin Mohuai’s little treasure while flirting with girls at the socialite events.

After pondering for a couple of seconds, Xia Yuan said, “I’ve prepared a surprise for Qin Mohuai.”

Ten minutes later.

In the upstairs cloakroom, Xia Yuan was hiding in a natural wicker wardrobe, with the birthday cake resting on her lap. Just as she picked up a lighter, the wardrobe door was opened.

Xia Yuan instinctively flicked on the lighter, the small flame illuminating the dim wardrobe. Her long black hair was tied back, and her beautiful, clean face smiled at him. It was like a gentle spring breeze, revitalizing the earth. Qin Mohuai felt something in his heart grow wildly—bloody and messy yet vigorous.

System: Affection level increased by 91%!

“You found me,” Xia Yuan said, lighting the two candles on the cake. “Hurry up and make a wish!”

“Okay.” Qin Mohuai kept his eyes wide open, making a birthday wish. It was maddening; he couldn’t tear his gaze away from her face.

Pei Jincheng, Yang Yi, and Butler Wang entered the cloakroom, singing the birthday song in a silly manner.

“…Stop singing, let’s cut the cake,” Qin Mohuai said.

The birthday cake was handed to Butler Wang, and Qin Mohuai scooped Xia Yuan out of the wardrobe, kissing her forehead.

Butler Wang said, “The first slice must go to the young master. After all, this cake was specially made by the young lady for your birthday.”

Upon hearing that it was a cake made by his wife, Qin Mohuai immediately snatched it back, his thick-skinned demeanor showing as he assertively said, “You all had dessert for lunch. This cake looks small; I can finish it by myself.”

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Everyone: “…”

Pei Jincheng gritted his teeth, thinking of letting Qin Mohuai play the game first and eat the cake later.

Yang Yi didn’t want to continue being fed dog food either, so he teamed up with Pei Jincheng to drag Qin Mohuai off to play the game.

Xia Yuan was in a great mood. The affection level of the crazy male lead had risen to 91%, bringing her one step closer to going home to see her grandmother!

She strolled leisurely behind the three men and, as they passed a row of tall palm trees, she heard the name “Zhou Weiqi.”

Zhou Weiqi was the fitness coach who had caused Yang Ying to lose the support of her friends and family, cheating on her after they got married and abandoning her and their child!

Xia Yuan thought she had misheard, but then she spotted Yang Ying hidden behind a palm tree.

One couldn’t escape the gears of fate; what was meant to happen would happen, and if she couldn’t avoid it, she could only face it.

Xia Yuan approached Yang Ying and greeted her, casually asking, “I found a good place; shall we hide together?”

Yang Ying nodded, hastily ending her phone call, her eyes betraying a happiness that a small woman couldn’t conceal.

Xia Yuan’s heart sank. It hadn’t been long, yet Zhou Weiqi had already taken Yang Ying down; it must be said that scumbags had their ways.

But how could she help Yang Ying? In the original book, there wasn’t much description about Yang Ying. Xia Yuan only remembered that Yang Ying was a fitness novice. To be with her fitness coach, she had signed up for a gym, given gifts, and essentially chased after him, becoming his girlfriend.

“Yingying, I want to work on my physique; do you have a gym you frequently go to that you’d recommend?”

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