Qin Wan, in her thirties, was at an age of fierce vitality.
Such a woman, once unleashed, could be truly formidable.
Ye Qiu sat on the sofa, hands resting on Qin Wan’s slender waist, savouring her initiative.
Time passed, unnoticed.
Suddenly, Qin Wan collapsed onto Ye Qiu, clinging tightly to his neck, taking a while to recover.
“Finished?” Ye Qiu asked.
“Mmm,” Qin Wan murmured.
“But I’m not done yet.”
“Let me rest a bit, ah—”
Amid Qin Wan’s shriek, Ye Qiu was like a leopard, exceptionally fierce.
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Finally.
The office fell quiet.
Ye Qiu, holding Qin Wan, said apologetically, “Wan-jie, I’m sorry.”
“Why apologise to me?” Qin Wan was puzzled.
Ye Qiu said, “I’ve been so busy lately, barely paying attention to you. I feel guilty.”
“Apologising for that?” Qin Wan said understandingly, “No need.”
“I know you’re a busy man, so I’ve never blamed you or held any resentment.”
“As long as I’m in your heart, that’s enough.”
After speaking, Qin Wan traced circles on Ye Qiu’s chest with her slender, fair fingers.
Soft, ticklish…
The sensation was pleasant.
“Wan-jie, do you feel wronged following me?”
Ye Qiu asked with a pang of heartache.
Qin Wan was stunningly beautiful, with a striking figure, in her thirties, at the peak of a woman’s prime. With her looks, she could easily find a good man.
At the very least, a man who loved and cherished her, devoted solely to her, would be easy to find, yet she chose Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu had other women, was much younger, and offered her no formal status, which was unfair to Qin Wan.
Qin Wan slipped out of Ye Qiu’s embrace, flicked his nose, and said earnestly, “Fool, I’m with you because I like you.”
“I’m willing to give you everything, my feelings, my body, all of it gladly, without a shred of complaint or grievance.”
“Don’t ask me that again, alright?”
Ye Qiu, “But—”
“No buts,” Qin Wan interrupted, asking, “Rested enough?”
“Not yet.”
Qin Wan rolled her eyes, “Even a workhorse wouldn’t rest like that.”
“Oh, Wan-jie, you dare tease me? Watch me sort you out.” Ye Qiu pounced on her.
“Wait.”
Qin Wan stopped him, asking, “Ye Qiu, is something wrong with you?”
Ye Qiu didn’t follow, “What’s wrong with me?”
“Your body… is there an issue?” Qin Wan said, “Me, Jingzhi, and Bai Bing, we’ve been with you so long, without any precautions, yet none of us have conceived?”
Uh—
Ye Qiu didn’t know how to explain, feeling puzzled himself.
If he were incapable, why did Qianshan Xue conceive with one shot?
But if he were fine, why hadn’t Lin Jingzhi and the others shown any signs after so long?
Ye Qiu had even checked his body, finding it perfectly healthy, with no issues.
“Wan-jie, these things can’t be forced. It’s about luck. When the time’s right, it’ll happen. What, you want a child?” Ye Qiu asked.
Qin Wan nodded, “I’m not getting any younger. If I don’t have one soon, it’ll be harder later.”
“Auntie was on a video call yesterday, asking about it specifically.”
“Besides, if I don’t have a child, when I’m old and faded, and you leave me, who’ll take care of me?”
Ye Qiu knew her last remark was a joke, chuckling, “Wan-jie, don’t worry, I’ll take care of you forever. By the way, how’s my mum doing in Kunlun Mountain?”
“She’s doing well,” Qin Wan said, “Auntie looks much healthier, younger even, and she’s all smiles. She must be happy with your dad in Kunlun.”
Good to hear.
Ye Qiu, holding Qin Wan, grinned, “Wan-jie, I’ve rested enough. Shall we continue?”
Qin Wan glanced at him, “Can you handle it?”
“Don’t you know if I can?”
“I don’t.”
“Then I’ll show you now.”
Ye Qiu pounced.
This time, he deliberately used bedroom techniques, guiding Qin Wan through the moves depicted in the scrolls, blending their intimacy seamlessly.
At the same time, Ye Qiu subtly channelled his true qi.
Unbeknownst to Qin Wan, true qi had entered her body.
She only felt this time was more pleasurable than ever before, intoxicatingly so.
Qin Wan was lost in it, unable to pull herself away.
They stayed in the office all night.
Ye Qiu felt no fatigue, growing fiercer, while Qin Wan, after wave upon wave of intensity, was utterly exhausted.
By ten in the morning.
Ye Qiu, fully satisfied, got dressed and said, “Wan-jie, I’ll take you home.”
“Get some sleep when you’re back.”
“Tonight, I’ll take you and Xixi out for something nice.”
Lately, Ye Qiu hadn’t spent much time with Xixi and missed the little girl.
Mentioning Xixi, Qin Wan suddenly remembered something, asking, “What day is today?”
“Friday,” Ye Qiu said.
Qin Wan glanced at her watch, bolting upright from the sofa, panicking, “Oh no, oh no…”
“What’s wrong?” Ye Qiu asked.
Qin Wan said, “Xixi’s school has a parent-teacher meeting today. I promised I’d go. I’ve been so busy these past few months, missing several meetings, and Xixi’s been upset.”
“What time’s the meeting?” Ye Qiu asked quickly.
“Nine in the morning.”
Ye Qiu checked his watch, thinking, it’s been an hour; the meeting’s probably over.
“I need to go to the school, check on Xixi, and talk to her teacher. She’s been off lately, not herself, but she won’t tell me why.”
Qin Wan stood up quickly but yelped in pain, collapsing back onto the sofa.
“It’s all your fault.”
Qin Wan glared at Ye Qiu, pouting, “Now I can’t even stand.”
Ye Qiu laughed, “In that case, rest here at the company.”
Qin Wan shook her head, “No, I have to go to the school…”
“Listen to me, rest,” Ye Qiu said, “I’ll handle the parent-teacher meeting.”
Qin Wan blinked, “You’re going?”
“What, don’t trust me?” Ye Qiu smiled, “I’m Xixi’s dad now, aren’t I?”
Qin Wan thought for a moment, “Alright, Xixi’s always talking about you. If you go to her meeting, she’ll be thrilled.”
“Wan-jie, I’m off then?”
“Go, quick!”
Ye Qiu left the beauty salon and drove straight to Xixi’s school.
