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( New Year’s Eve (10)

“Um… he’s such a pervert. He said I didn’t develop all these years and that I’m still an A-cup,” Huo Mian said as she instinctively looked down her shirt.

After a moment of silence, Qin Chu raised an eyebrow. “That’s it?”

“Yeah… if I weren’t competing against him, I really wanted to hit him with my stick… how dare he say that I didn’t develop… what a joke… I’m at least a B-cup now.” Huo Mian pulled on her shirt and looked down even harder.

Qin Chu didn’t know whether to cry or to laugh. However, at least Huo Siqian didn’t say anything to make Huo Mian think too much…

But what did Huo Siqian mean by what he said earlier? Why didn’t he want Huo Mian to continue investigating?

Huo Siqian knew the truth, but he had never mentioned it all these years…

Why did he hide this information for so many years?

Were her real parents… bad people? Were they gangsters or drug lords?

So much was left to his imagination…

“Honey… what are you thinking about?”

“Um… I was thinking, I really need to inspect you to refute Huo Siqian,” Qin Chu said in all seriousness, and Huo Mian asked, “Inspect what?”

“To see if you’re an A-cup or B-cup.” Qin Chu couldn’t help but smile.

Huo Mian was speechless.

“But don’t worry, you still have room to grow. I’ll work hard to see if I can get you to C-cup in a year.”

Huo Mian felt speechless. “So… Mr. Qin, can’t we enjoy a normal conversation anymore?”

She thought he was just joking, but Mr. Qin was a man of his words.

As soon as they arrived at their mansion at South Hill, he didn’t even let her eat before carrying her upstairs and inspecting her from both top and bottom.

Then, he had his way with her…

Huo Mian instantly fell again…

What a spineless woman; the second Mr. Qin’s lips touch hers, she lost all her will to think.

It was almost 11 PM when they finished…

After showering, Huo Mian leaned on Qin Chu’s shoulder and pouted. “Honey, I’m so hungry…”

“Still? Aren’t you full yet?”

“F*ck… that’s not what I meant… I’m literally hungry.” Huo Mian couldn’t help but hit her dirty husband.

Qin Chu smiled. Then, he rolled out of bed and put on his bathrobe…

“What do you want to eat? I’ll make you some.”

“Just ask the kitchen to make something. You’re tired too, you don’t have to cook yourself.”

“As the husband, I should fulfill my wife’s wishes. Order up…”

“Vegetable noodle soup please,” Huo Mian said; she was famished.

She didn’t eat anything at the event – they only had western food and she really didn’t have the appetite for it.

After they got home, Mr. Qin immediately climbed all over her.

Therefore, she lied on their bed, too weak to even move…

Plus, her stomach kept protesting…

By the time Qin Chu came upstairs with a bowl of warm noodle soup, Huo Mian had already fallen asleep.

Her sleeping position was extremely indelicate…

Her body was at the edge of the bed, and her entire back was exposed.

It was obvious that she was exhausted; she played so many matches tonight before finally winning first place.

Huo Mian was his… She was such an outstanding woman who constantly awed him and everyone around them.

Qin Chu quietly placed the noodles on her nightstand before carefully repositioning her and placing the comforter on her…

If time could stop, he really wanted it to stop at that moment.

Ever since he married Huo Mian, Qin Chu felt like he had become weaker; he didn’t want to imagine life without her, because she was a part of him that he couldn’t live without.

Soon, it was December 28th of the lunar calendar; most of the doctors at South Side were on vacation already, while Huo Mian decided to work one more day before enjoying Chinese New Year.

To her surprise, however, the first patient to arrive in the morning was…

The moment the clinic doors opened, Huo Mian almost shrieked upon seeing who it was.


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