Chapter 111

Fan Yuwen struggled to stand up. In the past, she would have advised Qin Yan that if a man was flirting outside, she should endure it.

After all, it was normal for young men to have needs; if she couldn't keep his heart after they were engaged, that was her problem.

But now that her own man had cheated, it was like a knife stabbing into her own heart, and she realized how ridiculous those words she used to say were.

She looked at Qin Sen with determined eyes and said, "Divorce, Qin Sen. The son goes to me, and the daughter goes to you!"

Fan Yuwen's younger son, Qin Sheng, had committed an offense a few years ago, and they had spent money to send him abroad to study; it was not convenient for him to return now.

"I don't want her, she's a good-for-nothing!" Qin Sen glared at Qin Shasha with disgust. "If you want her, take them both, but don't think about splitting my assets in a divorce!"

"..."

Qin Yan heard Qin Sen talk about the two children, and his eyes kept looking at Qin Shasha.

This was an admission that in their hearts, she had no presence at all.

"..." Qin Shasha, rejected by her parents, hung her head, feeling unwilling. She looked up and glared at Qin Yan with resentment, venting her anger.

"If you hadn't come, Mom and Dad wouldn't be getting a divorce. Qin Yan, now that you're married, you get to be a wealthy wife, but I'm still in school. If they don't give me money, what am I supposed to do?"

Qin Yan glanced at her, speechless. "You can apply for student loans for school, and you can work part-time for living expenses. You have hands and feet; will you starve to death?"

"..." Qin Shasha was scolded until she started crying softly; she didn't want her parents to divorce.

After her parents divorced, she would be despised and abandoned.

But this divorce was not so easy to negotiate, and in the end, they parted on bad terms.

Qin Yan had obtained what she wanted and didn't want to stay any longer, so she left with Lu Qianchuan.

She took the items to school and asked Sun Cong to help with the testing.

Sun Cong took the three samples and said he would give her the results tomorrow.

Qin Yan returned home and sat in front of the computer, busy writing her opening report. After typing the final period, she rubbed her neck and turned to see Lu Qianchuan sitting beside her reading a book.

She discovered that he really liked reading. This afternoon, while she was typing on the computer, he had read five or six economic magazines before starting to look for novels; he didn't mind reading halfway through, and now he had switched to a psychology book.

Sensing her gaze, Lu Qianchuan looked up and met her eyes. "Are you done?"

"Mm." Qin Yan prepared to get up, but was grabbed by the wrist by the man and pulled onto his lap.

After his shower, he had the scent of body wash on him, but closer to his neck, the scent of cold cedar was even clearer.

"Don't rush, let me help you relax for a while."

He kissed her earlobe, her cheek, and finally landed on her lips—a light, soft kiss, like a puppy that loved to nuzzle, making it hard for her to refuse.

The kiss went to her head, and she felt as if she were drunk; she was dizzy before the man finally let her go.

She panted, her back leaning against his embrace; not only did she relax, but she was also too soft to sit up straight.

She said with a smile, "If we continue, it won't just be for a while."

"Then, can I continue?" His long arms tightened around her waist, and his large hand reached into her sweater. She felt a bit ticklish and laughed, dodging, "I haven't showered yet."

"No need to wash, I don't mind."

"Tsk," Qin Yan laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck, meeting his gaze. "Sitian said you have a mysophobia; why don't I feel it?"

Lu Qianchuan was stunned. He did have mysophobia, but he didn't dislike her.

He stared at her lips. "You smell very good."

"Is that so?" Qin Yan raised an eyebrow and lowered her head to sniff the scent on her body, only smelling the scent on her clothes—it was the pomelo blossom sachet kept in the wardrobe.

"Do you like this scent?"

"Mm." Not only did he like it, he was even somewhat addicted to it.

"Then I'll give you—" Qin Yan's words weren't finished before she was kissed by him again. She helplessly pushed him away. "It's too late, no."

Lu Qianchuan pressed against her lips, and although reluctant, he still let her go.

Qin Yan got up and saw him lowering his eyes, looking somewhat unhappy. She smiled and kissed his cheek before running off to shower.

Lu Qianchuan touched his cheek and curled his lips; he was instantly coaxed, tightened his belt, and got up to tidy things up for her.

He saved her document and closed her computer, but saw a document on the computer page that was very eye-catching.

Divorce Agreement.

She was actually preparing this kind of thing!

He licked his teeth, gripped the mouse tightly, and clicked to view the contents.

Qin Yan came out of the shower and sat at the vanity to wipe her face. Looking in the mirror, she saw the man's handsome face was cold and gloomy, which was a bit scary.

She got up, walked to the bed, and sat down, asking in confusion, "Did something happen?"

"No."

"Then you look a bit unhappy."

"Do I?" Lu Qianchuan restrained his emotions and looked up at her. Having just taken a hot shower, her fair cheeks were flushed, and her lips were moist and red. He held her face with both hands, his rough fingertips gently rubbing her cheeks.

"Have you lost weight?"

"It must be the wounds of love; the fat was all slashed off by a blade," Qin Yan joked indifferently.

Lu Qianchuan sighed lightly. She really had lost weight; she used to have a round face, but recently her jawline had become thin. As if making a compromise, he said, "It's my fault for not letting you grow 'happiness fat'."

Qin Yan was stunned; the man's words were like a stone thrown into the lake of her heart, causing ripples.

She laughed and said, "Actually, I used to be quite fat. My grandfather used to praise me for having a little round face and being very blessed, but ever since my grandparents passed away, my blessings were gone. Sigh, beautiful things are hard to hold onto."

Moving his hand away, she lifted the quilt and was just preparing to lie down when she was called by him.

"Qin Yan, there's something I want to show you first."

"Hm?" Qin Yan was a bit sleepy; having been busy all day was too exhausting. She yawned and sat up again, looking at him in confusion as he took out a document and handed it to her.

She flipped through the document and discovered it was a Property Transfer Deed.

It was for the apartment they were currently living in, and it had already been renamed to have only her name on it.

"Why did you write my name? I don't want it."

Why should she accept his house for no reason?

"Because I want to give you a home."

"..." Qin Yan stared at him in astonishment.

Lu Qianchuan continued, "We got our marriage certificate, so legally we are building a family. I know you lack a sense of security. After experiencing some things, you no longer have any expectations for a family, and even thinking of the word causes a stress reaction.

But Qin Yan, I am your husband. I cannot let you feel anxious and uneasy about the uncertainty of the future just because we have no feelings; that is my dereliction of duty."

The man's voice was too gentle, making Qin Yan feel dazed for a moment.

"Why did you suddenly become so serious? It makes me feel quite embarrassed."

Lu Qianchuan's tone remained serious. "I said I don't play at agreement marriages. Since I got the certificate with you, I am cautiously living a married life with you. Perhaps in the process of getting along, you will be dissatisfied with me, and when doing certain things, you will have disagreements with me.

I ask that you give me a chance to adjust, or you can take the initiative to tell me your needs."

Qin Yan put down the document. Although she didn't understand why he wanted to talk about these issues, she couldn't deny that some of the things he said touched her.

"Lu Qianchuan, I'm suddenly not sleepy anymore. Shall we change the way we adjust?"

She lifted her pajamas, sat on his lap, and hooked his chin. "This face of yours is enough to be pleasing to my eyes. If you talk less and do more, my needs will be satisfied immediately."

"..." Lu Qianchuan.