Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
As they talked, the study’s door opened and Huo Mian walked in with her hair down. Holding a cup of coffee in her hand, she walked in with a seductive sway in a semi-transparent silk sleeping gown.
“Is it Mommy?” Hearing the sound, Little Bean leaned over.
“Daddy is busy. Talk to you later.”
Qin Chu ended the call immediately.
“Hon, whom were you talking to on video?”
Qin Chu didn’t reply; he looked at her unfriendly.
“Were you talking to our babies? I say, you didn’t even consult with me when you sent them to travel. Even if you’re not pleased with our trip to Japan, you don’t have to take it out on the kids…”
“You’re imagining things. I would never take it out on my own daughters,” said Qin Chu coldly.
“Come and have some coffee. This is your favorite…”
With a sway of her hips, she put the coffee on the desk.
She had remembered from her shared memory with Huo Mian that Huo Mian always made a cup of coffee for Qin Chu when he was working late in the study.
But to her surprise, it wasn’t easy to fool Qin Chu.
“I don’t drink coffee now. You don’t have to make it for me.”
“What’s wrong? It seems… you’ve been very angry with me lately…”
With a smile, she walked over and reached out to hold his neck.
But he pushed her hands away without hesitation.
“Hon, what are you doing? I don’t have the right… to touch you now?”
Huo Mian’s smile was still calm.
Qin Chu raised his head and looked at her, saying slowly, “Then did you remember I’m your husband when you went to see Su Yu behind my back? Did you remember I’m your husband when you put on Su Yu’s goose down coat on the street and complained to him about your unhappy marriage and told him your plans of divorce while you ate with him in the restaurant?”
“Did… Su Yu tell you these?”
“I don’t need him to tell me.”
“You… followed me?”
“Do you think I had the time to do that?”
“Qin Chu, tell me how you know all these things,” she demanded.
“You must answer me first. Are they true? Did you do those things?”
Huo Mian: “…”
“What? You’re silent now. Weren’t you very sure of yourself a moment ago?”
“Qin Chu, if you think we don’t love each other anymore, you can divorce me… I don’t want anything from you. Don’t worry.”
“Don’t even think of it. I’ll never divorce…”
Qin Chu would never allow this psycho woman to ruin the happy life that he and Huo Mian had worked so hard for.
“Then you want to torture me to death? You don’t want to divorce and ignore me. Don’t forget I’m a woman with a woman’s needs…”
“You’re a woman, how can you say these words?”
“What’s wrong with that? A woman? We live in the modern time. Qin Chu, are you such a Male Chauvinist Pig?”
Huo Mian’s loud voice alerted the servants in the house.
Uncle Li, who never interfered with their private business, came up into the room.
“Sir, Madam, what’s wrong?”
Huo Mian didn’t speak…
Qin Chu glanced at him. “It’s okay. Uncle Li, go back to your room.”
“Sir, Madam, please calm down. A quarrel between husband and wife is always short; there’s no difficulty you can’t overcome together.”
As an elderly man and the butler of the house, Uncle Li didn’t want to see the conflict between his master and madam escalate.