Chapter 10: Block her mouth, less talk, more action!

"It's a private matter, so I won't disturb everyone; I'm leaving first." Lin Yan was truly uncomfortable and couldn't help but want to fart. She covered her stomach, pushed Gu He'an away, and walked away quickly.

She left in such a hurry that Gu He'an was worried and wanted to follow, but noticing Qin Yan's gaze, he said perfunctorily, "I have some work matters to deal with; Xiaoyan, eat slowly."

He stood up and left quickly.

Qin Yan saw that he wasn't even pretending anymore and laughed in anger.

Lin Yan ate the cake she had spiked in the afternoon and spicy beef at night; her stomach would probably be uncomfortable for a few days.

Wanting her to serve her? She didn't even have a stomach good enough for that!

They were all gone, so she didn't want to stay either.

She stood up and said, "Aunt Gu, I have things to do too; I should go."

"Hey, Qin Yan, you're leaving? Who's going to clean these plates?" Gu Shanshan blocked her.

In the past, they would clean up after meals, and Qin Yan would do the cleaning.

"You have hands; you can do it."

"Qin Yan, you want me to clean up this trash? No way! You can't leave!" Gu Shanshan scanned the plates on the table with disgust; they were all covered in oil stains.

Qin Yan pushed her chair abruptly, picked up a plate of food, and smashed it on the floor, covering the ground in oil. "Your hands don't want to get dirty, so my hands deserve to get dirty? Shanshan, I know you don't like me, so I'll be sensible and stop appearing in front of you. That's fine, right!"

She looked aggrieved and turned to leave.

"Hey," Gu Mu wanted to stop Qin Yan and say a few words to coax her, but she didn't stop her. Looking at the mess on the floor, she glared at her daughter. "If you wanted her to do things for you, you should have said something nice. Now that it's covered in a mess, who's going to handle it?"

Gu Shanshan felt guilty. "Who knew she would suddenly go crazy! In the past, she would do everything, and she was obedient to us, more obedient than a dog. Now she's suddenly acting like she took the wrong medicine."

Gu Mu darkened her expression. "It should be your brother, chasing after Lin Yan, which made her unhappy. A woman who is jealous can be a bit crazy."

Gu Shanshan realized it later. Thinking that after Lin Yan went out, her brother couldn't wait to chase after her, even if Qin Yan was a bit stupid, she realized the two of them weren't right.

"But she just isn't worthy of my brother. My brother likes another woman, so it's her fault!"

Qin Yan stood at the door, hearing Gu Shanshan's words, and rolled her eyes speechlessly.

A man cheats, and it's her fault?

Heh, absurd!

Walking out of the Gu house, she took a taxi back. Seeing a fruit stand on the side of the road, she bought a few oranges.

At the entrance, the smart lock scanned her face, and a voice immediately sounded. "Welcome home, mistress. The mistress is in a good mood."

Qin Yan paused and looked at the smart door lock in confusion. "You even know I'm in a good mood?"

"Yes, I scan facial muscle activity to judge a person's emotions. If your mood is not good, I have an obligation to remind your husband that he needs to coax you to be happy and soothe your emotions."

Listening to a smart lock say so much, Qin Yan was surprised again and patted it. "Then you're really great. The engineer who designed this smart program is truly amazing!"

Qin Yan walked into the villa to change her shoes and saw the man sitting on the living room sofa. He had taken a shower and was wearing a black bathrobe. Beside the sofa was a desk lamp, and the light from the lamp shone on his face, illuminating even the fine hairs on his face clearly.

His full forehead, high nose bridge, clear lip line to his Adam's apple—the curves were too smooth and beautiful. Qin Yan instantly felt that world-famous paintings were nothing more than this.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

If all beauty traps were of this type, it wasn't like she couldn't become King Zhou!

"I'm back, Mr. Lu. I bought oranges; do you want to eat one?"

The man looked up at her, glanced at the watch on his wrist, but didn't speak, his gaze returning to the book in his hand.

Qin Yan didn't care and sat down beside him, looking down at the cover of the book. "Mr. Lu, you're so young, and you're reading a book on TCM health preservation? Do you have any questions? You can ask me; after all, I studied medicine."

She peeled an orange. She didn't put the orange peel in the trash can but placed it on the table, then handed the orange to his lips, smiling fawningly. "It's quite sweet; do you want to taste it?"

Lu Qianchuan glanced at the orange peels on the table, then looked down at the orange placed at his lips. There were still white veins on the orange that hadn't been peeled off. He frowned slightly and turned his head to avoid it.

"Don't want it."

"That's truly a pity."

Qin Yan stuffed the orange into her own mouth, but her gaze stared burningly at the man.

She used to think Gu He'an looked good and often acted like a fool, being mocked by him. Now she found this man in front of her even more worth watching.

After finishing one, she prepared to peel another, but heard the man impatiently say, "Have you seen enough? If you've seen enough, go wash your hands! Throw the orange peels in the trash can."

He had a cleanliness obsession and couldn't stand seeing trash on the table.

Qin Yan paused. "Orange peels can be used to cook porridge tomorrow morning. Actually, TCM is everywhere in our lives. Orange peels have many uses; I can show you."

Lu Qianchuan heard her say she wanted to cook for him, pursed his lips, and the pile on the table wasn't trash, nor was it unbearable.

"Do you really not want to taste it? It's quite sweet." Qin Yan invited him again.

Lu Qianchuan still shook his head. His lifestyle habit was that after brushing his teeth and washing up, he wouldn't eat anything.

Qin Yan felt a bit regretful, ate another orange, stared at him for a while, went to wash her hands, and then returned to him, snatched the book from his hand, and sat directly on his lap.

"..." Lu Qianchuan's pupils expanded visibly. "Did the oranges you ate ferment?"

Qin Yan heard his sarcasm but didn't care. "I'm a bit full; will you accompany me to do some exercise to digest?"

She hooked his chin, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him. Seeing the man's Adam's apple roll and swallow saliva, she laughed triumphantly.

"I said I'd continue when I got back."

The woman's gentle kiss was like a feather brushing past, making one's heart itch unbearably.

Her breath, scented with orange, made him feel a bit lightheaded.

He wrapped his long arms around her waist and pulled her toward him. Their distance closed, their breaths mingled, and he asked in a low voice, "Were you this proactive with your former fiancé?"

Qin Yan's expression stiffened. Mentioning that scumbag made her feel annoyed. "I liked him, so of course I would be reserved, at most holding hands. But you're different; we don't have any feelings, and with beauty before me, of course I'll let go. We've registered our marriage; inviting you to do something pleasant shouldn't be excessive, right?"

Lu Qianchuan gritted his teeth. No feelings, just lust.

Heh.

He should block her mouth—less talk, more action!

He cradled her cheeks with his large hands, lowered his head to kiss her lips, held her waist, stood up, and walked toward the bedroom.

The bedroom door wasn't closed, and soon, the woman's coquettish gasps and the man's suppressed panting came from inside.

Qin Yan took a shower and lay on the bed, tired and sleepy, but heard a phone ringtone from the living room.

But she hadn't taken her pajamas, so she put on the man's bathrobe and got up to find the phone.

It was Tang Yun, her former colleague, calling her.

"Qin Yan, I'm at the hospital and saw your fiancé holding a woman, the two of them being all lovey-dovey. Do you want to come over and catch them in the act?" ===== CHAPTER 11 =====