Chapter 17: Dear Husband

Qin Yan felt a ringing in her ears, and half of her face was both painful and numb. She tilted her head and licked the corner of her mouth, tasting a faint metallic tang of blood.

She stared coldly at the man before her.

Since she had memories, he had never given her care, only slaps and lectures.

Seeing the fingerprint on her face, Mother Qin felt a twinge of heartache, as she was her daughter after all.

She said, "Qin Yan, we were happy for you when you married Gu He'an, but you didn't bring him back, and you even dared to cause a scene. This is your fault. One cannot be too selfish; you must consider our family."

Qin Yan sneered. To put it bluntly, because Gu He'an didn't come and they couldn't reap benefits from him, that made her selfish.

Her grandparents taught her to respect her elders and not to strike back from this slap, so she would find someone who could be hit.

Her gaze swept around the living room, and she picked up the ashtray from the table and smashed it toward Qin Sheng.

*Smack! *

"Ah!"

The ashtray hit Qin Sheng's forehead, and fresh blood streamed down.

Qin Sheng was their treasure; by smashing him, her father would feel even more pain in his heart!

Qin Sheng clutched his forehead in agony, his mind still dazed, unable to understand why she had gone crazy and smashed him.

"It hurts so much, Mom! She actually dared to hurt me, you have to kill her!"

Seeing her son's forehead bleeding, Mother Qin glared fiercely at Qin Yan, as if she wanted to tear her to pieces and drink her blood.

"Qin Yan, you dare to hit your brother? You're looking for death!"

She raised her arm, wanting to teach Qin Yan a lesson, but Qin Yan turned around, picked up a fruit knife from the fruit plate on the table, and pointed it at her.

"Try moving toward me if you dare!"

Seeing the sharp blade, Mother Qin retreated two steps in terror.

She hadn't expected Qin Yan to become so fierce and abnormal, actually daring to raise a hand against her; she was almost scared silly.

Qin Sen hadn't expected her to dare take a knife, and he pointed at her to lecture her, "Unfilial daughter, you actually point a knife at your mother! Put it down!"

"You still want to hit me? I'll just drag one person down with me to cushion my fall and let your Qin family hold a funeral today!" Qin Yan was completely fearless, wiped the blade on her arm, and pointed the sharp edge at him.

Qin Sen was also frightened by her ruthless gaze, his lips trembling as he couldn't speak.

Her gloomy and ruthless eyes didn't look like she was bluffing at all.

Only after Qin Yan walked out of the Qin family's front door did he let out a roar, "Qin Yan, don't think that just because you married Gu He'an and became a wealthy wife, you've turned from a wild chicken into a phoenix and can get rid of us. I tell you, you have my Qin family's blood flowing in your veins, and you can't get rid of it unless you die!"

Qin Yan stopped, turned around, and fiercely smashed the fruit knife toward the window.

*Bang! *

The glass window cracked.

A few more terrified screams erupted from inside the villa.

"Want me to die? I won't let you have your way. Not only will I not die, but I will live well!"

She walked outward with long strides, telling herself over and over in her heart.

I won't let you affect my mood. I'm doing just fine. If I can't eat dinner at your Qin family, I'll go make it myself, hmph!

She went to the supermarket to buy groceries before returning to Lu Qianchuan's apartment.

"Welcome, mistress. Mistress, are you unhappy?" the smart lock asked.

Qin Yan pulled at the corners of her lips, "I'm not, thank you for your concern."

The first thing in this world to notice her emotions was actually a smart lock; she gave a sarcastic *tsk* in her heart.

Looking up and seeing Lu Qianchuan coming out of the study holding a water glass, she took the initiative to speak, "I haven't had dinner yet, I'm going to make something."

Not caring about his attitude, she walked toward the kitchen without stopping.

Lu Qianchuan looked at her face; there were clear fingerprints, and her cheek was swollen. His sword-like brows furrowed tightly.

He walked to the kitchen entrance and asked politely, "Do you need help?"

"No, I can handle it myself, thank you." Qin Yan didn't even turn her head, responding only politely, clearly not wanting to be disturbed.

Lu Qianchuan squeezed the water glass in his hand; her eyes were red, and her voice was hoarse.

She had cried.

Wasn't she supposed to go to the Qin family with Gu He'an tonight?

At the Qin family, someone had laid hands on her.

To strike so heavily, it must have been a male.

Was it Gu He'an?

Or...

He gritted his teeth. Seeing the woman come out with a bowl of noodles, he loosened his teeth, licked his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and walked to her side.

He raised his hand to cup her face, "Did you apply medicine?"

Qin Yan was stunned. It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned it, but now that he did, it really did hurt a bit, "I applied some for the swelling, but the effect might not be that fast yet."

Pushing his hand away, she sat down to eat the noodles.

She sensed his worried gaze, but she ignored it.

She didn't need sympathy.

It was just being slapped; to her, it didn't count as a big deal.

After the meal, she went to wash the dishes and then went to wash up.

When she came out, the man brought another box of ointment, but Qin Yan didn't want this kind of small charity and resisted his help.

"Mrs. Lu, if you walk out like this tomorrow, people will mistakenly think I committed domestic violence."

"... That shouldn't be the case." His attitude was too forceful, and Qin Yan helplessly sat down beside him.

Lu Qianchuan gripped her chin to observe the injured half of her face. The person who hit her had a large palm and heavy force; what kind of deep hatred must there be to strike such a ruthless blow!

He wore a gloomy expression on his handsome face, but his movements as he squeezed the ointment and applied it to her beautiful face were gentle.

"*Hiss. *" The ointment was cool, but the swollen area still hurt a lot. Qin Yan couldn't help it and looked at him apologetically, "Sorry, I, I'm fine."

"Why are you apologizing?"

"Hmm?" Qin Yan was stunned.

Actually, there was no need to apologize, but sometimes instincts are hard to overcome.

Lu Qianchuan saw her drooping eyes, her expression listless, not very willing to communicate.

"I wanted to have a round with you tonight, but now I'm afraid it won't work. Who ruined my good deed?"

The man suddenly kissed her cheek gently, as if in pity, which made her ears turn red.

She was the type who yielded to soft tactics but not hard ones; if someone came at her hard, she would be even tougher than them.

However, she couldn't stand others being good to her.

"I caused a scene at the Qin family, I was annoyed so I flipped the table, and then I was hit by my father."

"What was the reason?"

"Reason?" Qin Yan thought seriously for a moment, "Gu He'an didn't go back with me, so they were angry. If our relationship is exposed in the future and they come looking for you, don't pay attention to them. If you feel annoyed, we can get a divorce, to avoid, *woo*..."

Qin Yan's lips were bitten by the man, and the pain interrupted her train of thought.

Lu Qianchuan kissed her, forcefully pulled her onto his lap, and gripped her waist, "I'll tell you one last time, with me, there is no divorce!"

"I was being kind, afraid of bringing you trouble."

"Dealing with a few people, what kind of trouble is that? I am not you, Mrs. Lu."

The man's hand was pressed against her waist, so hot she wanted to dodge, but she was sitting on his lap with nowhere to hide.

She tried to stay calm. The Qin family bullied her because they thought she was easy to bully and that there would be no consequences for doing so.

But Lu Qianchuan, the eldest young master of the Lu family and president of the Lu Group, should be able to handle a small enterprise like the Qin family with ease.

"But I still have to declare that the Qin family's bottom line is a bit low. If a scene breaks out, it might be a bit tricky, like flies—very noisy, but you can't just swat them to death."

Lu Qianchuan let out a low laugh and asked softly, "Mrs. Lu, do you think my bottom line is very high?"

"..." Qin Yan.

At this moment, Qin Yan's phone rang.

She tried to take the opportunity to push the man away, but failed. His long arm circled her waist, and his other hand grabbed her phone.

He glanced at the note on the caller ID: *Dear Husband*.

His eyes turned cold, and the air pressure around him dropped instantly. Even though Qin Yan's reaction was slow, she sensed that the surroundings had become a bit chilly.

The next second, the man pressed the answer button, and Gu He'an's inquiry came through.

"Xiaoyan, where are you? I came to the apartment you're renting to pick you up, but I didn't see you."

Qin Yan was surprised; she hadn't expected him to go looking for her, "Oh, I'm out playing with friends right now. You're busy with work and don't allow me to disturb you, so I can only find friends to play with. Is that not allowed?"

"I'm worried about you, why are you so ungrateful?" Gu He'an didn't want to argue with her and said again, "Where are you? I'll come pick you up, it's just right for you to move in and live with me."