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To create a healthy and green novel world, the system selected her to target the deranged male lead and break up the affectionate main couple.
The original author characterized the male lead as a deranged, sexually addicted, and insatiably needy person, making him seem full of sexual tension, tirelessly persistent, and indulgent. However, in reality, the main couple only truly understood each other and got together in the end, with the rest of the story being very pure and healthy.
The female lead, proud and aloof, didn’t want the deranged male lead to touch her. The deranged male lead vented his desires through cold showers, racing, and boxing. Despite his madness, he remained controlled and gentlemanly, a devoted lover!
But no matter how devoted, if the female lead angered the deranged male lead, she would still be confined until her pride was broken and she begged for forgiveness.
Xia Yuan felt that she and Qin Mohuai were not truly devoted; it was more a matter of attraction. If Qin Mohuai weren’t so rough in bed and were more of a gentleman, her waist would be more flexible!
The pampered female lead’s situation with the deranged male lead was so severe, let alone hers.
So, Xia Yuan came up with a clever idea and slapped Qin Mohuai. If she could pin all the blame on him, then she’d be in the clear!
Moreover, it was originally his fault.
Qin Mohuai’s handsome, pale face bore the marks of five fingers, though they were not very pronounced.
They were much lighter than the fingerprints he usually left on Xia Yuan’s tender waist.
Xia Yuan’s eyes were red, tears brimming but refusing to fall.
“My body has become so delicate under your care. I don’t want to leave you, but what can I do? I can’t bear you a child. Grandpa Qin says you need one; otherwise, your situation is dangerous, and anyone could harm you. So, I…”
Xia Yuan choked up, letting a tear fall perfectly down her cheek, “I have no choice but to leave. I can’t jeopardize your future and safety just because I like you and want to stay with you. That would be too selfish, and I can’t do that.”
Qin Mohuai’s previously fierce demeanor softened. His bloodshot eyes warmed, and he wrapped his arms around Xia Yuan’s waist, kissing her hair with deep affection.
“I’m sorry, darling. I just got back to the country and found you weren’t home. I was so angry and didn’t get a chance to understand everything.”
“Forget it, you’re ill. How can I hold that against you?”
Xia Yuan had mentally “killed” the character named “Qin Mohuai” a hundred times over.
“Thank you, my wife,” Qin Mohuai said, his elongated tone sexy and lazy, giving a kiss to Xia Yuan’s pale, blushing ear.
His long, nimble fingers undid the buttons of her white shirt. When he touched the soft, goose-fat-like flesh, Qin Mohuai felt a thrill, finally understanding the saying “absence makes the heart grow fonder.” He yearned for this more than anything.
Xia Yuan was upset and refused to cooperate. With her shirt unbuttoned, she tightly clutched her pants, unwilling to give the frustrated man any satisfaction.
Qin Mohuai’s eyes misted with desire, his breath hot and pleading as he nuzzled her ear. He wasn’t sure if his breath or tears wet her pale neck. Their intertwined breaths grew increasingly sweet and ambiguous.
Xia Yuan, feeling the heat from him, was on the verge of giving in. Her grip on her pants weakened, and Qin Mohuai’s light chuckle in her ear showed his triumph.
“I want a happy family of four.”
“It will be, darling, just as you wish.”
After finishing their work, Liang Min and Xia Yi didn’t rush home. Instead, they went to watch a movie and later enjoyed skewers at a barbecue stall.
The two of them seemed to have traveled back twenty years ago. Even though they were poor, they were carefree and content.
With skewers in front of them and a handsome man by her side, Liang Min thought she could endure any hardship.
Xia Yi felt his wife glowing.
He wore a drab plaid shirt, a fashion disaster, but his clean and handsome appearance made him stand out from the crowd.
Two young women approached them, asking for his WeChat, only to be told by Xia Yi, “My daughter is older than you.”
The two young women’s faces turned ashen and they walked away, deflated.
Liang Min smiled. “It’s almost midnight. Let’s pack some skewers to take home, or Yuan and Yuze will worry.”
Xia Yi’s eyes were full of affection for her, and he eagerly agreed, “Alright.”
The residential area where the Xia family lived had been built for over twenty years. The property management was practically non-existent, and there was only one streetlight every few meters, making the area quite dark at night.
Under the dim orange light, they saw a Maybach parked at the entrance of their building, with Qin Mohuai carrying Xia Yuan out of the door.
Xia Yuan’s legs draped on either side of Qin Mohuai’s waist, her shoulders covered by a gentleman’s suit jacket trembling intermittently. She felt hot, itchy, and sore all over, as if his hands were still wreaking havoc on her. Her tear-streaked face was buried in his shoulder.
When Qin Mohuai saw Xia’s parents, he greeted them calmly, “Good evening, Uncle and Aunt.”
Xia Yuan shuddered violently, forgetting even to sob.
Earlier, when Qin Mohuai had been messing around in her room, he had solemnly promised that everyone in the house had been sent away and that he wouldn’t be back tonight.
He was lying! That damn perverted madman! He truly deserved to die!
Xia Yuan bit into the man’s shoulder through her white shirt, using all her strength to pinch him. Qin Mohuai remained unperturbed, his smile elegant and composed, even gently stroking her back.
“Uncle and Aunt, I want to apologize for Grandpa. I will address everything that’s happened these days. It’s late; please rest well. I’ll take Xia Yuan home now.”
Liang Min’s hand tightened around the barbecue bag. Despite Qin Mohuai’s imposing presence, she didn’t dare complain, but as a mother, she felt strong.
“Mr. Qin, since such things have happened, they will happen again and again. This time, Xia Yuan was just thrown out. What if next time, it could cost my daughter her life?”
Qin Mohuai’s heart tightened, his eyes filled with endless affection for the precious person in his arms. “Auntie, I assure you, this will not happen again. I will resolve the issue at its root.”
He tightened his arms around Xia Yuan’s waist and hips, his eyes shining with possessiveness. Taking Xia Yuan away from him would be harder than extracting his bones.
Liang Min was about to say more, but Xia Yi suddenly pressed her palm.
Once the Maybach drove away, Liang Min couldn’t hold back her anger. “Why did you interrupt me just now?”
Xia Yi replied, “I was scared.”
Liang Min’s anger dissipated instantly. She took his hand and headed home. It was so dark that she almost forgot Xia Yi’s fear of the dark.
When Xia Yuan returned to the mansion, she found the usually lively household subdued. Seizing the opportunity while Qin Mohuai was on the phone in the study, she called Xiao Jing to ask what had happened.
Xiao Jing, ever the dramatist, began to cry as she spoke. “Young Master was furious when he came home and found you missing. Luckily you’re back now; otherwise, under his tyranny, we would have all ended up depressed.”