Chapter 134: The Grand Finale

Qin Mohuai noticed that his sister-in-law had been looking at him with a bit of resentment lately.

He swore he respected her and had never looked down on her, so where was this resentment coming from?

Finally, on a sunny morning, he couldn’t help but ask Qin Mohuai about it.

Qin Mohuai held a pen to review documents, his demeanor calm and collected, showing the unique composure of someone in charge.

He raised an eyebrow and casually asked, “Is there a problem?”

“More like a family matter,” Qin Mohuai replied quietly, sitting across from his cousin. “Did I offend my sister-in-law? She looks at me strangely. I swear I’ve shown her nothing but respect!”

Qin Mohuai closed his pen, his left wrist adorned with a striking thorn rose tattoo, elegant yet understated.

It seemed that being in a powerful position made everything Qin Mohuai did intriguing.

A few seconds of awkward silence filled the office.

Qin Mohuai finally spoke. “A few days ago, I had your name used to notify Ai Xia Records to pay two million in rent.”

Qin Mohuai was stunned; even though he said nothing, his face showed disbelief.

You earned your sister-in-law’s money, and now you’re making her spend it? What’s the point?

“I’m worried she might forget about me or become independent, so I created some difficulties for her to feel like she needs me,” Qin Mohuai explained.

“…Crazy.”

Qin Mohuai didn’t mind his cousin’s bluntness and patted his shoulder, pulling out a gift box for a Patek Philippe Nautilus watch.

This watch was worth three million and was a limited edition, nearly impossible to find brand new.

“Is this for me?” Qin Mohuai asked, his voice rising with excitement.

He loved collecting luxury watches, and if a thief broke into his house, he’d be set for five generations.

“This rose gold Nautilus is brand new, for you. In exchange, don’t tell your sister-in-law the truth.”

“Deal! I’ll take the blame for this; no one can take it from me! But bro, next time, let me know in advance so I don’t slip up in front of her.”

“There won’t be a next time. She had insomnia last night at the equestrian club without me there.”

Qin Mohuai fell silent, continuing to look annoyed.

So I’m just a minor player in your little game? Really, bro!

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This year, Xiangzhou had a lot of snow, and last night there was a heavy snowstorm.

Everyone at the Shenghai Mansion was out shoveling snow.

Zhenbao, dressed in a lemon yellow down jacket, thick gloves, and a hat, waved a mini red shovel like a busy little bee.

His wardrobe was filled with black, white, and gray suits, and he looked just like a mini version of Qin Mohuai, often showing the same calmness that could be intimidating.

Qin Mohuai’s influence on Zhenbao was immense; Xia Yuan worried that Zhenbao might suppress his childish nature, so she bought him some bright clothes and encouraged him to be a bit mischievous.

After shoveling his area, Zhenbao went indoors, which felt warm like spring. He drank a glass of warm water and took off his heavy jacket.

He knocked on the master bedroom door and then walked inside.

The carpet muffled his steps, so it was only when he got close that Xia Yuan noticed him and leaned in to kiss his warm little face.

She was wrapped in silk bedding, which hid the marks that couldn’t be ignored.

Xia Yuan was delicate, and Qin Mohuai rarely took things to the last step, usually focusing on pleasing her, which had made her a bit addicted to this.

When lost in those moments, she forgot everything else; all that mattered was “Qin Mohuai.”

Though she enjoyed it and had learned to face her desires, their recent nights could only be described as wild.

She couldn’t let it continue like this!

Zhenbao’s eyes sparkled. “Mom, I was naughty today!”

Xia Yuan became intrigued. “Tell me more! Did you use Qin Mohuai’s tea leaves to make shrimp with Longjing tea? Or did you stew beef with his collection of red wine? Did you break any of his collectibles?”

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Zhenbao looked a bit confused. “Mom, those things you mentioned sound scary. If I did that, Dad would punish me.”

“What naughty things did you do today?” Xia Yuan asked.

“I helped everyone shovel snow! It was busy and messy!”

“…” Xia Yuan didn’t know what she was expecting. She pinched Zhenbao’s cheek and told him to take a break so he wouldn’t tire himself out.

At lunch, Qin Mohuai finally showed up after spending a few hours at the gym. If it weren’t for how young and beautiful his wife was, he wouldn’t have to be so disciplined with his fitness and diet. The phrase “Qin looks like her uncle” had become a thorn in his side…

Xia Yuan said, “Zhou Maor’s aunt, Zhou Yun, is having her 46th birthday at the mountaintop villa today. I got the invitation a few days ago, and I want to go celebrate tonight.”

“Sure.”

Qin Mohuai easily agreed, only reminding her to take the driver and Qin Qi with her, which was a freedom he wouldn’t have imagined before.

Xia Yuan bit her soft lips and occasionally glanced at Qin Mohuai, filled with a hidden admiration she didn’t even realize she had.

Everyday, Qin Mohuai made her incredibly happy.

It was driving her crazy!

One day, she would go mad for Qin Mohuai, walk the path he had walked, and she didn’t mind at all. Perhaps that was the meaning of life and love.

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At the mountaintop villa, when Zhou Yun saw Xia Yuan in her elegant plaid dress, she immediately took off her coat and put it on Xia Yuan. “It’s minus eighteen degrees today. You need to wear more. I should have made it clear; tonight is just for chatting and having fun. You could have worn a down jacket.”

“I just took off my thick fur coat when I came in; I’m not cold,” Xia Yuan replied.

Beautiful and graceful, there was no one else like her.

Zhou Yun thought to herself, no wonder age was a sore point for Qin Mohuai; Xia Yuan was truly stunning and precious.

After chatting for a few minutes, Zhou Yun went to entertain other guests and told Xia Yuan that the sweet sparkling wine served tonight was alcohol-free and could be enjoyed freely.

It had been specially airlifted from a French vineyard by her husband, Maxence, and was very popular among the elite in France.

Since it was alcohol-free, Xia Yuan took a sip and found it sweet and refreshing.

She sat with a glass of champagne in front of a Go board, playing against herself.

Before long, Ning Kuo came over to challenge her and ended up losing badly.

Ning Kuo exclaimed, “You’re great at rolling dice, but you’re also amazing at Go! I’m really impressed!”

Xia Yuan smiled. “I learned Go from Qin Mohuai.”

Ahem, she couldn’t do the same thing every night; she needed to learn something new.

Ning Kuo seemed to ponder this when Zhou Xuan came over to greet Xia Yuan and invited Ning Kuo to play upstairs.

Ning Kuo didn’t refuse.

Wow, looks like those two might hit it off!

As night fell, a luxurious black Maybach stopped at the foot of the mountain. A tall, handsome man leaned against the car, holding a glowing red cigarette. People caught a glimpse of him and were shocked. Was Qin Mohuai waiting for someone? Who was important enough to make him wait?

Just a few minutes after receiving a text, Xia Yuan rushed out of the villa, throwing herself into Qin Mohuai’s arms.

Qin Qi, holding a fur coat, chased after her but couldn’t catch up.

Qin Mohuai frowned and touched her cool little hand before quickly putting her into the warm car.

“Why the rush?”

“I just wanted to see you!” Xia Yuan replied, missing Qin Mohuai so much that even seeing him didn’t ease her longing.

Qin Mohuai couldn’t help but smile slightly.

“Baby, you have snow in your hair. Let me wipe it off.”

“You have snow in your hair too.”

No matter the weather, happiness, or surprises, Xia Yuan would be with Qin Mohuai until the very end of her life.

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The End! Next, I’ll write some side stories!

There will be a few sweet chapters with Xia Yuan and Qin Mohuai, followed by resolving the issue of Xia Yuan’s shortened lifespan!