Free Web NovelChapter 67: Chapter 67: What About the House?
Fu Mingxue dejectedly returned to her room.
She lay on her bed, her mind replaying Qin Wenhao’s words—’Aren’t most people supposed to be humble?’
’How could he be so boastful?’
Especially his domineering and direct words—’I intend for us to be a real husband and wife. Since I married you, I have no intention of living like a monk.’
Ugh—’It seems I’ve really provoked someone I shouldn’t have.’
’And I’ve trapped myself in the process.’
AHHHH—
That night, Fu Mingxue had a dream, and it was filled with Qin Wenhao’s face.
In the dream, he was chasing her, demanding they consummate their marriage.
’Oh god, how terrifying!’
Early the next morning, she emerged with two huge dark circles under her eyes.
"Morning."
Qin Wenhao’s crisp voice instantly snapped the listless Fu Mingxue awake.
She was about to blurt out, ’What are you doing here?’
But the words died on her lips as she remembered that he had stayed at her house last night.
The sight of his face inexplicably reminded her of the dream where he chased her all night, and her pretty face instantly flushed beet red.
Not even daring to meet his gaze, she quickly scurried off to wash her face.
Qin Wenhao: ...?
He hadn’t missed her instantly blushing face, though.
An eyebrow quirked up. His new little wife was indeed pretty, so much so that he was tempted to reach out and pinch her cheek.
After washing her face, Fu Mingxue finally managed to calm down.
’Why was an old fossil like her afraid of him?’
’It must be because she never really got close to a man in her past life.’
’That’s right. She’d never been with a man in her past life, never slept with one.’
’In this life, was she supposed to stay celibate forever?’
’Impossible. Absolutely impossible.’
’Now that she had him... he had the looks, and his body was the best of the best. So why not sleep with him?’
Her brain was finally working again.
’Sleep with him. She must sleep with him!’
’Every time would be a win.’
’No matter how you looked at it, she was the one getting the better end of the deal.’
Having come to this realization, her mood became brighter than ever.
Just then, Mrs. Fu came out of the kitchen.
"If we’re leaving on the second day of the New Year, we can’t buy too many groceries, or they’ll go bad before we can eat them."
"Mom, what about the house when we leave? The Fu family has been eyeing it for a long time. If we go, even if we don’t give them a key, they’ll probably break in and move in."
"The authorities are too far away to do anything about them."
Mrs. Fu was worried about this as well.
She definitely couldn’t sell the house. It was their roots—not to mention, her late husband had bought it for her.
Back then, it was extremely rare to buy and sell houses, and Mingxue’s dad had to pull a lot of strings just to get it.
The house was a way of remembering him.
She didn’t want the Fu family relatives to occupy it, but she also didn’t want to find a stranger to live in it as a caretaker.
She wracked her brain but couldn’t think of a good solution.
"—Maybe I just shouldn’t go, then."
Fu Mingxue: ...?
’Can she really be this fickle?’
Just then, Qin Wenhao walked over.
"Mom, don’t worry about the house. I’ll take care of it. I won’t let them take it."
Hearing this, Mrs. Fu looked up in pleasant surprise. "Son-in-law, you really have a way? What is it?"
Even Fu Mingxue looked at him with curiosity.
She also wanted to know what kind of plan he had come up with.
Qin Wenhao’s gaze paused for a moment on Fu Mingxue’s face, which was practically begging for an answer, before he nonchalantly looked away.
"Mom, you don’t need to worry about this. In any case, no one will be occupying this house. When we leave, just lock the door."
Fu Mingxue: ...?
’What’s with this guy?’
Mrs. Fu was clearly delighted. Her trust in her new son-in-law was off the charts.
"Alright, I won’t ask. You just handle it."
Fu Mingxue: ...?
’Wait, Mom, at least ask him what he’s going to do!’
