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Qin Mohuai was throwing a tantrum in his study.
His phone was on speaker mode, lying on the elegant and somber rosewood desk.
Old Master Qin’s voice was filled with unspoken anger, “You’re throwing a tantrum because of a woman?”
Qin Mohuai replied, “It’s because you disgusted me with Ouyang Jing.”
Old Master Qin barked, “Impudent!”
Qin Mohuai’s dark eyes were cold and resolute, his demeanor defiant. He was like a fully grown eagle, unwilling to be restrained any longer.
He took out a cigarette, but then remembered he would be holding his wife later that night. Lazily holding the cigarette without lighting it, he said, “Grandfather, I went to Washington and discarded the frozen sperm. If you pressure me again, I’ll get a vasectomy.”
“You!”
That damned brat!
Old Master Qin suddenly took a softer tone, “Why do I pressure you to have children? It’s because of your ninth uncle. Back then, he was just like you, completely captivated by a woman. After that woman disappeared, he became a shadow of himself, neither human nor ghost, and had no children.”
Qin Mohuai responded, “I won’t be as useless as he was.”
Old Master Qin fell silent for a moment, then said, “Tomorrow is your 28th birthday. Although it’s not a round number, we still need to host a grand banquet.”
Qin Mohuai replied flatly, “Enjoy the celebration. I don’t have time to come.”
With that, he hung up the phone.
In the master bedroom, Xia Yuan was sound asleep, a black suit jacket lying beside her, perhaps a token of her longing for him in his absence.
Seeing this scene warmed Qin Mohuai’s heart. He took a photo and posted it on his social media.
[My wife, loving her includes loving everything about her]
Yang Yi commented: “What’s with the late-night post?”
Pei Jinchen commented: “What’s with the late-night post?”
Those who dared not offend Qin Mohuai could only silently like the post. In no time, the post had garnered 183 likes.
Yang Yi messaged in their group: “How are you celebrating your birthday tomorrow?”
Qin Mohuai replied: “No banquet. I’m spending it with my wife.”
Pei Jinchen: “Is that for real? The photo must be AI-generated. You’re just showing off your suit jacket.”
The sarcasm was practically spilling out of the screen.
Qin Mohuai: “You should come over tomorrow.”
Pei Jinchen: “Are you angry? What if you plan to assassinate me? I’m not coming.”
Yang Yi: “Don’t be scared. I’ll go with you! When you see Xia Yuan, you’ll believe it. At first, I didn’t believe it either. What innocent girl would fall for an old beast? It’s just that someone had a stroke of luck.”
Qin Mohuai chuckled in amusement.
Xia Yuan, not sleeping too deeply, opened her eyes upon hearing the commotion. “Honey…”
Qin Mohuai removed the suit jacket and lay down next to her.
“Sweetheart, do you know what tomorrow is?”
“What day?” Xia Yuan feigned ignorance with her clear and confused eyes.
“…” Qin Mohuai nibbled on her cheek and scolded, “Heartless child.”
Xia Yuan ignored him, closing her eyes and falling back into a deep sleep.
Since she planned to give him a surprise to boost his affection for her, she couldn’t let him know.
Xia Yuan got up early. Dressed in denim shorts and a sleeveless top, she was washing the car in an open space.
The white Mini Maybach had been left outside for eight days and had gathered dust. In a good mood today, she decided to wash it herself.
Butler Wang originally planned to send two people to help her wash the car, thinking Miss Xia, who was pampered, would never do it herself. However, he was surprised to see her doing it with skill.
Even someone who washes cars regularly couldn’t do it as meticulously and efficiently as Xia Yuan. It seemed like she had worked in a car wash before?
Qin Mohuai, wrapped in a black bathrobe, stood by the floor-to-ceiling window watching Xia Yuan wash the car. His narrow, lazy eyes were filled with curiosity.
His precious one could serve dishes, which could be explained by her work in Liang Min’s small restaurant. But how could her meticulous and skillful car washing be explained?
On the day he clashed with her at Xiangzhou Chinese University, Qin Mohuai had thoroughly investigated Xia Yuan and the Xia family, but there was no mention of her knowing how to wash cars.
Qin Mohuai’s expression darkened slightly, his cold and beautiful face breaking into a smile that made one’s heart race. He was increasingly intrigued by his precious one.
Xia Yuan, unaware that her serious car washing had caught the attention of the sensitive and suspicious Qin Mohuai, continued her work.
Holding a cup of coffee, Qin Mohuai walked outdoors to keep an eye on her. Xia Yuan was so engrossed in the Mini Maybach that she didn’t mind getting her clothes wet. Qin Mohuai’s gaze darkened as he pulled her inside.
Her damp white top clung to her skin, making her figure even more noticeable and revealing the color of her underwear, which made Qin Mohuai’s face blacken.
“Let go! I’m washing the car and it isn’t done yet!” Xia Yuan protested, shaking her wrist. One of her sandals fell off, and her pale feet made soft ‘padapada’ sounds on the floor.
Without a word, Qin Mohuai picked her up and pressed her against the wall, towering over her threateningly, “If you dare to wash the car like this again, I’ll pin you in the car until dark, making sure you never want to touch that Maybach again.”
Xia Yuan’s fair face showed clear displeasure, her rosy lips pouting.
“Despot!”
“I am a despot,” Qin Mohuai’s cold and beautiful face smiled. He took off the Patek Philippe watch Xia Yuan wore every day and cursed, “What a little bitch, always competing for my favor.”
Xia Yuan was left speechless.
What? Is he jealous of a watch?
Crazy!
At this moment, Butler Wang approached, “Young Master Yang and Young Master Pei’s car broke down halfway. They need you to pick them up.”
Qin Mohuai cursed ‘useless’ under his breath.
After Qin Mohuai left, Xia Yuan changed her clothes and went into the kitchen to start making a cake.
A basic birthday cake could be completed in two hours. She had learned a few things from the chef at a French restaurant, so making a simple cake was no problem.
Butler Wang stood by recording the process.
If the young master threw another tantrum in the future, he could pull out the recording, which might make the young master happy.
What Butler Wang didn’t know was that during the years Qin Mohuai was without Xia Yuan, he would repeatedly watch this recording, a bittersweet remedy. The current sweetness would become a double-edged sword, piercing into Qin Mohuai’s future.
Butler Wang asked, “Miss, what are you preparing?”
Xia Yuan glanced at the camera and smiled sweetly, “I’m making a cake for Mohuai. He usually eats more grapes, so I’m making a green grape cake! He needs to control his sugar intake for fitness, but today is an exception, so I’ll add lots of sugar—sweet enough to reach his heart!”
Butler Wang feigned surprise, “Miss, you can make cakes besides washing cars?”
Xia Yuan replied, “I can’t. I was working at a French restaurant a few days ago, and the chef there was very good at making desserts, so I learned how to make cakes from them. Maybe I inherited my mother’s culinary talent; I learned to make cakes in just a few days! But I’m not sure what to write on the cake. Do you think ‘Wishing you peace and good health’ is too cliché?”
Qin Mohuai drove the Cullinan to pick up the others, only to find Yang Yi and Pei Jinchen had come in a bus filled with familiar faces.
“…” What is this crowd?
Yang Yi gave a dry laugh, “Pei Jinchen’s big mouth—blame him!”
Pei Jinchen, feeling embarrassed, had originally planned to rent a bus for a touch of class, but with so many people, the bus he found was too small. He could have rented a sports car, but finding a decent bus was tough. It left Pei Jinchen speechless.
Qin Mohuai’s refined, pale hands rested on his waist, feeling frustrated. “So your car wasn’t really broken down?”
Pei Jinchen sneered, “All’s fair in war. I learned this trick from you! Let us into the mansion, or were gonna celebrate here your birthday on the bus!”