Chapter 13: CEO Qin Shows Off His Love, Ignoring His Friend’s Suffering

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**“What’s the difference between stir-frying beef without chili and ordering pearl milk tea without milk?”**

Xia Yuan protested.

But her protest was futile.

Qin Mohuai’s indifferent gaze enveloped her. The young girl wore a pink long dress that complemented her fair and clean skin. A faint blush tinted her cheeks, making her look vibrant and beautiful.

“Be good, and when we go back home I’ll get you some ice cream.”

“Okay!” Xia Yuan’s delicate white brow relaxed, and she no longer tried to pull the black dragonhead ring off his little finger.

Qin Mohuai sighed inwardly. This heartless little rascal – she always had to torment him when things didn’t go her way.

He really must have owed her in his past life and is now repaying that debt by serving her in this one.

Liang Min quickly cooked two dishes for her daughter. After asking Qin Mohuai what he wanted to eat, she also made a dish of Kung Pao Chicken.

Although Qin Mohuai had strong desires, food wasn’t a particular passion for him.

Born with a silver spoon, he had tasted the finest delicacies. His palate was extremely picky, but he finally surrendered to Xia Yuan’s soft and tender charm.

Because Xia Yuan had once made Kung Pao Chicken for him, he developed the dish simply because of her.

Once, Qin Mohuai attended a semi-business, semi-private dinner. Yang Yi had arranged it meticulously, with a spread of rare and exquisite dishes from land, sea, and air.

Yet Qin Mohuai specifically ordered Kung Pao Chicken.

Yang Yi was stunned. Ordering Kung Pao Chicken at a Western restaurant – was it true love or just being persuade to eat that food?

At that time, Qin Mohuai hadn’t yet dyed his hair blue, and his elegant and composed demeanor was still intact. He calmly explained to everyone, “I got home very late yesterday, and my girlfriend knew I hadn’t eaten dinner. She was so worried that she made me a bowl of Kung Pao Chicken over rice. Every chili was personally selected by her, every piece of chicken was cut by her own hand, and she even fed me herself… Well, you wouldn’t understand this feeling of being cherished.”

Yang Yi was so annoyed he almost slammed the table.

Showing off your love gets you killed!

Ignoring the Western chef’s hard work, he ordered a plate of spicy fried intestines.

Who hasn’t been cherished before? Yang’s mother’s specialty dish was also spicy fried intestines, and when he ate it, he too could feel the warmth of being cherished!

Everyone fell silent in unison.

Who would’ve thought that this boss would be like this because of love!

They couldn’t compete.

Really couldn’t compete.

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Qin Mohuai, wearing gloves, peeled shrimp and focused on feeding Xia Yuan.

His wife had lost two pounds due to illness, and he noticed last night when he held her small body that the smooth, tender flesh didn’t slip through his fingers like it used to. In a moment of passion, he told her to “grow strong,” which earned him a scolding for being a pervert.

Did that really deserve a scolding?

A love-crazed lunatic knows no reason, especially in bed, only thinking about how sweet his wife is.

The small restaurant had closed early. After taking off her apron and washing her hands, Liang Min sat down across from the couple.

People don’t visit without reason, so something must have happened for them to come so late.

Xia Yuan recounted the events, and when Liang Min heard that her daughter had been tricked by Liang Bo into going to the Jin Feng Hotel, she cursed with tears in her eyes, “That bastard!”

“Liang Bo, that bastard! You are his own niece!”

Xia Yuan’s expression was cold and calm, her tone clear, “Uncle is selfish. He’s never treated you like a real sister, and I’m even further removed from him. How could he care about my reputation?”

Liang Min was resilient and strong, but at the same time, she was a traditional woman. Even though her family wasn’t ideal, she found it hard to cut ties. She was deeply rooted in family loyalty, having been raised with the idea of selfless dedication.

Xia Yi held his wife’s hand, his calm and warm gaze giving her strength.

“No matter if you continue supporting the Liang family or decide to cut ties, I will unconditionally support you.”

Xia Yuan, who had lost her parents and was raised by her grandmother, now had a loving mother and father after being transported into a novel. She wasn’t going to let them die tragically like they did in the original story.

Xia Yuan sniffled and looked up, her eyes misty with tears. Softly, she said, “I use Boss Zhou’s influence to teach Liang Bo a lesson, so he doesn’t think our family is easy to bully.”

“Afterward, I was scared Boss Zhou might retaliate, so I asked Mohuai to look into his background. It turns out he’s not just an ordinary pervert; he has ruined several girls like me, leaving some crippled and others disfigured…”

The cleanliness-obsessed man was already growing impatient, but his wife’s sweet call of “Mohuai” nailed him to his seat.

Liang Min shuddered and stood up abruptly, but with Xia Yi’s comforting, she sank back into her chair.

Xia Yi, his expression angry, gently stroked her back, saying, “Liang Bo is truly despicable!” He subtly helped Liang Min ease her guilt, “Luckily, President Qin was there for Yuan.”

Liang Min covered her face, choking with sobs, “President Qin was a game-changer. Without him… my family, which I raised with so much effort, will almost destroyed my daughter life. When Yuze refused to endorse Liang Bo’s factory, I was upset with him for not caring about family ties. I… I really was foolish.”

Without her support, Liang Bo would still be living off his family.

Without her dowry, he wouldn’t have been able to start his factory.

Without her indulgence, how would Liang Bo have dared to harm her daughter?

Though Xia Yuan felt sorry for her mother’s breakdown, she also breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Liang Min no longer trusted Liang Bo, he wouldn’t be able to hurt her family again.

Finally, Xia Yi stood to see them off.

In the Maybach, Qin Mohuai held Xia Yuan’s hand. He had a mild case of tactile hunger, and touching his wife’s soft skin brought him as much pleasure as kissing her.

Qin Mohuai voice was hoarse. “The hardware and clothing stores next to the small restaurant are moving to busier streets. They’re eager for your mother to take over their storefronts.”

Xia Yuan’s eyes were full of gratitude. “Mom will have something to keep her busy. When people are occupied, they won’t have time to feel sad.”

She knew the hardware store next door rarely opened, and when it did, it earned enough for a year. There was no real need for it to move, so it had to be Qin Mohuai doing.

Qin Mohuai added, “You once told me your mother dreams of running a hotel. I originally planned to place her in the KG Hotel.”

The KG Hotel was as famous as Hilton and Sheraton.

Xia Yuan’s mind flashed with fragments of the original plot.

( The female lead in the novel had threatened the insane male lead with suicide, demanding to work. The male lead had no choice but to arrange for her to train at the KG Hotel. However, all the staff at KG were highly educated, even the cleaning ladies had university degrees. The female lead didn’t expect to be on the same level as the cleaning staff and often heard whispers that she had gotten in through connections. She left in anger. )

Xia Yuan said, “KG Hotel has strict management. Even the cleaning ladies and department managers can’t make mistakes, and all of them are university graduates. My mom only has a high school diploma. She’d be looked down on from them.”

Qin Mohuai chuckled softly, “I transferred some shares to you. You are now a small owner of KG. No one will dare to look down on your mother.”

Xia Yuan was shocked.

“How can you just transfer KG shares to me so casually?”

“Why not?”

“Don’t you think my family’s problems are just like that…?”

“You’re the woman I want to marry. I only feel like I haven’t given you enough. Anyone who treats you well, I will reward them with even more wealth, so that you can never leave me. Baby, I’m willing to give you everything—my wealth, my body, even my life. It’s all yours.”

Xia Yuan’s eyes reddened, her heart stirring. She had been scheming to complete her mission, but Qin Mohuai had been utterly devoted to her.

Before she could shed any tears of emotion, Qin Mohuai lips curved into a sly smile, his voice low and magnetic, “But I only want to see your tears in bed. In the bathroom mirror earlier, don’t cry and beg for mercy, okay?”

Xia Yuan: “…” Any feelings of being moved disappeared instantly.