On the way back to the villa, Qin Zhaoyue spent the entire time building up her resolve. "Husband, you're the only one I've ever loved. You misunderstood me. But I’m the bigger person this time, so I won't hold it against you. I’m swallowing my pride for you—just this once. It will never happen again!"
As soon as she walked through the door, Qin Zhaoyue’s brow furrowed. "Damn it, just how much has he been drinking and smoking?"
Yet, it never crossed her mind to wonder why Xiao Qiang would be drinking and smoking so recklessly.
The living room was pitch black, and there was no sign of Xiao Qiang. Qin Zhaoyue hung up her bag, changed into her slippers, and headed upstairs.
"Husband..." Opening the bedroom door, she found Xiao Qiang lying on the bed with his back to the door. She couldn't tell if he was asleep or not, so she called out to him softly.
Xiao Qiang didn't respond.
She crept to the bedside and realized that his eyes were closed and his breathing was steady; he had clearly fallen into a deep sleep.
"Hmph! Going to sleep this early, really..."
After a quick wash in the guest bathroom, Qin Zhaoyue returned to their bedroom wearing a wine-red silk nightgown. Large patches of snowy white skin were exposed, glowing with a captivating luster.
She climbed into bed gently and slid under the covers, then draped her silky, supple legs over Xiao Qiang.
Xiao Qiang, caught in a deep sleep, was suddenly startled awake by this unexpected tenderness. But when he saw that the beauty in his arms was Qin Zhaoyue, his brows knitted together. "What are you doing?"
Qin Zhaoyue looked at him with seductive, watery eyes. "Husband, you know what I’m doing. The thing you like the most, of course..."
"Qin Zhaoyue, have you lost your mind? Get off me. I’m not in the mood..."
Qin Zhaoyue didn't get angry. She reached a hand down to test the situation, and the smile on her lips widened. She whispered into his ear, her breath sweet and light, "Husband, your brother is more honest than you are!"
Xiao Qiang’s face flushed; that brother of his was always failing him at the critical moment. "I... I just needed to go to the bathroom..." He tried to sit up, but Qin Zhaoyue pinned him down.
"Don't be so impatient, Husband..."
"I'm not being 'impatient'—I seriously need to go to the bathroom!"
Qin Zhaoyue ignored him. Right in front of his eyes, she tugged at the neckline of her nightgown, exposing her chest to Xiao Qiang.
Fair... pink... firm...
Xiao Qiang couldn't help but swallow hard, which filled Qin Zhaoyue with triumph. The next second, she ducked under the covers...
Infinite tenderness soon melted Xiao Qiang's icy exterior, and the room was filled with boundless passion.
Perhaps out of revenge or some other impulse, Xiao Qiang’s battle-lust was fierce this time. He defeated Qin Zhaoyue so thoroughly that she finally begged for mercy, and only then did he stop.
That, however, was an hour later.
By then, Qin Zhaoyue’s face was flushed pink, the lingering allure still visible in her expression as she clung to Xiao Qiang like an octopus.
"Husband, let’s stop fighting. Let's call it a truce, okay?"
Xiao Qiang stroked her smooth, delicate back with his large hand and said softly, "As long as you cut ties with Chen Zihao, we can be as happy as we were before."
Caught up in the moment, Qin Zhaoyue didn't want to ruin the atmosphere. "Okay, but you have to give me time. I'll take care of it slowly."
Xiao Qiang took a step back. "Fine, I’ll give you time!" Though he said that, he had already decided to pay this Chen Zihao a visit tomorrow to help shorten that timeframe as much as possible.
Seeing her husband yield, Qin Zhaoyue was immensely proud. It seemed her aunt was right: when it comes to dealing with men, deploying the "secret weapon" makes everything easy to handle.
"Husband, when should we go get our marriage certificate?"
Xiao Qiang thought for a moment. "Next Wednesday is your birthday. Let’s go then..."
"Deal!" With all her anxieties resolved, Qin Zhaoyue felt completely at ease.
"Husband, I want more..."
"Didn't you just 'surrender' a moment ago? Why now..."
"Mind your business. Are you going to give it to me or not..."
"Absolutely!"
The next day, after Qin Zhaoyue finished the nutritious breakfast Xiao Qiang had made for her, she drove to Qin's Real Estate Group.
"Husband, I won't be back for lunch. The company’s major Splendid Stars project launches next month, and I have to oversee all the preparations. This project has to be a massive success."
"Then make sure you rest and don't overexert yourself. If you need my help, just call. Even though I studied medicine, you know your husband is a man of many talents..."
"Okay, I got it!"
Qin Zhaoyue didn't take Xiao Qiang's words seriously. She felt there was nothing she couldn't handle, and if she couldn't handle it, Xiao Qiang, who had never worked in real estate, certainly couldn't.
After she left, Xiao Qiang stayed home and tidied up the massive villa until it was spotless.
At 12:30 p.m., after finishing his lunch, Xiao Qiang headed for Heima Club, located just across the street from the Qin's Real Estate Group office building.
Inside the lounge of Heima Club, Chen Zihao was dressed to the nines, looking flashy and important. As the club’s top performer, he was treated like the center of the universe.
"Brother Hao, a guy is here looking for you. He’s quite handsome! Did you sleep with his wife or something, and now he’s coming to settle the score?"
Chen Zihao felt a jolt of panic, but kept his expression perfectly calm. "Screw off..." he muttered, while thinking to himself, *That shouldn't be it. I’m always so careful.*
He always deleted the chat logs and call records on the women's phones before leaving! There was no way he could have been found out!
When Chen Zihao arrived at the club's lobby, he recognized Xiao Qiang instantly! He didn't approach him immediately, but instead took out his phone, opened a chat with Qin Zhaoyue, and quickly typed: "Sis, come quickly! My brother-in-law is here at the club causing a scene and trying to hit me. Sis, come save me..."
After sending the message, Chen Zihao approached Xiao Qiang with a smile. "Oh, my cheap brother-in-law, what brings you to our club? Did you come to apply as a technician? How rare, even a kept man like you has a sense of responsibility to get a job."
Chen Zihao’s expression was mocking, his words dripping with sarcasm.
Xiao Qiang’s face went cold. He never imagined that the "dear god-brother" Qin Zhaoyue spoke so highly of would be such a bottom-feeder. But remembering his purpose, he decided to endure it a little longer. He said in a deep voice, "Chen Zihao, if you don't want to get beaten, you’d better stop trying so hard to get close to Qin Zhaoyue. Otherwise..."
Before Xiao Qiang could finish, Chen Zihao cut him off. "Oh, please, Xiao Qiang. You really think you’re my brother-in-law just because I called you that? Besides having a face for gigolo work, what can you actually do? A stay-at-home husband? Ha!"
At this, Chen Zihao stepped close to Xiao Qiang and whispered, so only the two of them could hear: "Xiao Qiang, you aren't worthy of my sister at all. Want me to leave? Keep dreaming! I haven't even bedded my god-sister yet, so why would I leave? That devilish figure of hers, that exquisite face... I dream of pinning her down every night. Doesn't matter, I don't mind that she’s 'second-hand'! I’m going to have her body and her money. Ha! Hey, Xiao, I know yesterday was your big day to get married, but what a shame—one phone call from me, and she ditched you at the Civil Affairs Bureau to come see me. In her heart, I'm more important than you..."
"Well, Xiao? You angry? Go ahead, hit me... hit me then..."