Chapter 7  –  Who Raised Such a Little Perfectionist

Qin Mohuai and Yang Yi had run several laps around the main building complex. Although the nearby golf course was better for running, Qin Mohuai preferred to run a few more laps here rather than head over to the golf course.

Breathing heavily, Yang Yi asked, “What’s up? Isn’t that your territory?”

Qin Mohuai maintained a steady pace and replied calmly, “You don’t have a girlfriend, so of course, you wouldn’t understand.”

Yang Yi: What the heck!

He was instantly dissatisfied.

It was one thing to lose a running match to Qin Mohuai—after all, this guy had exceptional physical fitness.

But why should he be looked down upon for not having a girlfriend?

It’s already bad enough not to have a girlfriend!

Yang Yi asked angrily, “What does having a girlfriend have to do with this?”

Qin Mohuai suddenly stopped. He wiped the sweat from his blue hair, revealing his handsome face.

“The curtains on the second floor have moved. By running around here, I can tell if she’s gotten out of bed.”

Yang Yi was inexplicably fed a dose of dog food.

Ugh!

Kicking over this bowl of dog food!

Qin Mohuai disappeared from the scene, and the newly awakened Xia Yuan was still dazed. She would do whatever was asked of her and say whatever was told to her.

He didn’t even have time to shower; he knelt on the bed, his firm knees resting on the mattress, staring at his wife’s sleepy face for a few seconds.

“Do you like your husband?”

“Yes.”

“Who is your husband?”

“Qin Mohuai.”

“Marry me, be my wife, okay?”

“Okay.”

“What if Yuan changes her mind?”

“Kiss.”

So obedient.

Xia Yuan turned a certain crazy person into a pouty fish.

Qin Mohuai held her slender waist, his warm breath from his run spraying on her cheeks and collarbone, imprinting his scent on her so that those wild dogs outside wouldn’t covet her.

“Baby, you can not love me, but if you have to love someone, then that person can only be me. You can hit me and scold me, but never betray me, or I’ll do something very crazy.”

Xia Yuan’s little waist twitched, frightened.

If her identity as someone who transmigrated into a novel was exposed, how could she survive?

“I won’t betray you, I’ll only love you, hubby.”

“Why is your little mouth so sweet, did you eat honey? Let me taste.”

“No!” Xia Yuan’s frail waist twisted and dodged, “You’re all sweaty from running, it smells bad.”

Qin Mohuai: …

Who raised such a little perfectionist?

So delicate, just throw her away.

He got out of bed, undressing all the way to the bathroom door. His tight chest and abs, rebellious blue hair, and deep, affectionate eyes held Xia Yuan’s gaze firmly.

Qin Mohuai’s thin lips curved slightly, “Baby, let’s take a shower together.”

Xia Yuan shook her head, refusing. Sharing a bath with the crazy main character wouldn’t increase her affection value. He had passed the stage of novelty, leaving only the most primal impulses and desires.

In the dining room, Xia Yuan greeted Yang Yi and eat the sandwich. She ended up only eating a corner…

Yang Yi couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Xia Yuan looked up from the sandwich, her beautiful eyes confused. What was this person laughing about?

Qin Mohuai handed her a tissue to wipe her mouth, his voice lazy and husky, “Ignore him. After being single for so long, he finds even a steak charming and laughs out loud.”

Yang Yi: “…How can your 37-degree mouth say such cold words?”

**A Week Ago, When He Left Qin Mohuai Speechless**

It was definitely a peak moment in his life, and it should be recorded.

After finishing breakfast, Xia Yuan picked up her bag and prepared to leave.

Qin Mohuai frowned, “Can’t I come with you to celebrate Grandma’s birthday?”

Xia Yuan replied, “I’ll be back in the afternoon.”

Qin Mohuai said, “That’s still quite a while.”

Yang Yi raised his eyebrows.

Isn’t this prince’s possessiveness a bit excessive?

Qin Mohuai continued, “I’ll pick you up in the afternoon. Why aren’t you wearing the jewelry I bought for you? Forget it, I bought you a new Patek Philippe watch yesterday; wear that.”

Xia Yuan extended her delicate white wrist. Regardless of anything else, the watch was really beautiful.

Qin Mohuai suddenly closed in, cornering her with an evil gaze, “The watch has GPS installed. Do you still like it?”

Xia Yuan’s eyes sparkled, “It’s beautiful; I like it.” She stood on tiptoe and gave Qin Mohuai a kiss, “You’re beautiful too, all mine.”

Qin Mohuai gave up; she was like a little honey jar, constantly bombarding him with sweetness, making him as obedient as a dog. He’d probably still be spinning around her even in old age.

Yang Yi watched this scene, dumbfounded.

Seriously, is there really someone who likes a possessive, control-freak crazy person?

Giving someone a GPS watch for real-time tracking—what’s the difference from a dark, crawling monster?

Everyone in Qin Mohuai’s inner circle knew about his strong possessiveness, but his one-man decisions were always correct. Investing with him meant making a fortune.

Under Qin Mohuai’s strong leadership, possessiveness seemed like a virtue.

Those people were after the money, but what was Xia Yuan after?

“Mohuai, aren’t you afraid she’s a love scammer?”

“Then she’d better scam me for a lifetime.”

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Xia’s parents, had been busy buying groceries since 7 AM and had prepared a dozen a lot of foods to eat.

In the center was a plate of longevity peach pastries, and in front of Old Lady Liang was a bowl of handmade longevity noodles. She urged everyone not to be busy and to hurry up and eat.

In fact, only Xia’s parents were truly busy. The Liang family sat on the sofa as honored guests after entering. Since becoming wealthy, they had hired four maids, making it seem almost shameful to cook for themselves.

To think the brother-in-law even does laundry and cuts fruit himself. Xia Yuze was disgusted by the Liang family’s nouveau riche behavior, and this feeling was unprecedented, catching Liang Bo’s attention.

Xia’s father wasn’t well and couldn’t drink. Liang Bo raised his glass and clinked it with Xia Yuze’s, “It’s been over a year since we last met. Yuze, you’re becoming more and more handsome.”

Auntie Sun Wenhui chuckled, “Yuze isn’t just becoming more handsome; he’s also becoming more arrogant, making us wait for the uncle to toast you.”

“Your posters are all over the streets. After becoming famous, you don’t even help your family. Your uncle’s factory has a new children’s foam mat that needs an endorser.”

“Top star endorsement fees are in the millions. Small stars don’t bring in much business. How about Yuze endorses our product? If it’s profitable, we’ll give you a share, which is better than those who pay you once.”

Xia Yuze felt unwilling, “I’ve signed with a company. I need their approval for endorsements.”

Sun Wenhui said, “As long as you agree, the company won’t refuse you a chance to make money. It’s just a small favor. I see you’re famous now and don’t want to help us poor relatives.”

Xia Yuze was stunned. How could she say such shameless things?

Liang Bo walked over and patted Xia Yuze’s shoulder, speaking earnestly, “We must support each other as a family. Only then can we have better lives. Those century-old families have survived by working together.”

This was true, but when Liang Bo’s family struck it rich, they never thought of helping the Xia family.

Xia Yuan spoke up, “Uncle, it’s not that I don’t want to endorse your product but I have fifty million debts.”

“Originally, Yuze planned to pay off the debt by taking on acting and endorsements without bothering relatives, but since you mentioned it, let’s all help to pay off the debt!”

“Uncle, how much can your family contribute to help me repay his debt?”