Chapter 198: Mom, I

"OMG, was she hit by a car?"

After George showed his credentials, and with Qin Yun—now highly recognizable—present, the officers who arrived to handle the incident happened to all be fans of Wild Survival; the cause and effect of the matter were quickly clarified.

But when the police inspected the female gunman, their lips twitched involuntarily.

Once the surveillance footage was pulled up and the group saw the entire sequence, they all stared at Qin Yun with strange expressions, making him feel uneasy.

"Qin, you could've been a bit gentler," one officer couldn't help saying. "His bones are shattered everywhere—he's in for a world of pain."

"I don't have to pay compensation, right?"

"No," the officer smiled. "The sequence of events is crystal clear. You acted in self-defense and stopped attacking once the opponent lost the ability to resist—this fully complies with the law. No need to worry about compensation."

"But these PETA fanatics are truly insane—they found out your itinerary and carried out a gun attack on you on this street. It's beyond crazy."

Hearing he didn't have to pay compensation, Qin Yun exhaled in relief. As for these fanatics, he didn't give them a second thought.

Hmph, if you've got the guts, come to China—I'll let you feel the full force of Chinese law.

While they were handling the case, traffic resumed shortly, since it was morning rush hour with heavy pedestrian flow.

A crowd this large was extremely conspicuous.

People kept drifting over to gawk, and inevitably, someone recognized Qin Yun.

"Qin, you're Qin—the Qin from Wild Survival?"

A young man stared in disbelief, his voice loud enough to carry down several blocks.

"Hi," Qin Yun greeted, and the street grew even more congested.

It's not just Chinese people who love a spectacle—everyone in the world does. Seeing the crowd, many others grew curious and came over to see for themselves; soon, layers of people piled up inside and out.

Eventually, the police cleared a path, allowing Qin Yun to leave smoothly.

George's car was clearly undrivable—he took a police car to the airport.

…

When he stepped out of Xiaoshan Airport, the time was already 12: 0 p. . Beijing Time, February 14.

He didn't notify Su Huan, because today was Valentine's Day—their first Valentine's Day together—and Qin Yun decided to surprise her.

Dragging his fully packed suitcase, he boarded the airport shuttle, dozed off briefly, and arrived at Wulin Gate. There, he hailed a ride-hailing car straight to Su Huan's residential complex.

Today was Friday; Su Huan was surely at work, so he planned to get things ready at home first.

Arriving at the complex, he checked the parking spots—only his Land Rover was parked there; Su Huan's BMW was absent.

"Heh."

Qin Yun smiled and went straight upstairs, using the password to unlock Su Huan's door.

Stepping inside, the familiar fragrance washed over him—her hair's scent—making his heart warm.

The apartment hadn't changed. Qin Yun unpacked his suitcase item by item and began preparing.

The gifts were clichéd: some foreign cosmetics and a set of Victoria's Secret lingerie. Well, he didn't know Su Huan's exact measurements, but his master-level photography skills made his eyes a perfect ruler.

Besides, after several intimate encounters, he'd already sensed her body's general proportions.

He opened the fridge—no fresh vegetables. So he went downstairs to the nearby market, bought some, and planned to cook a few delicious dishes for dinner—to reward himself and satisfy Su Huan's appetite.

Just after six p. ., Qin Yun's ears twitched—he heard the click of high heels in the hallway.

Su Huan rolled her neck to relieve the day's fatigue, expertly entered the password, then froze—her nose twitched as she caught a tantalizing aroma.

She looked down at the floor: a pair of familiar shoes, beside them a massive suitcase and a familiar backpack.

Qin Yun's back?

Under the warm golden light of the living room, a bouquet of vivid red roses caught her eye; beside them sat several exquisitely prepared dishes—a sudden tenderness welled up in her heart.

The kitchen door opened, and the figure she'd longed for day and night stepped out, carrying a dish.

"You're back. Wash up—dinner's ready."

Just those simple words made Su Huan go limp; she didn't even notice her bag slipping from her hands.

Without bothering to slip on slippers, she stepped forward, wrapped her arms around Qin Yun, and hugged him tightly.

"You're such a nuisance—coming back without warning! You scared me half to death."

Qin Yun, still in his apron, chuckled: "I wanted to surprise you. Today's our first Valentine's Day together—how could I possibly be late?"

Su Huan lifted her head, sniffed: "Hmph, what if I'd eaten out today? Wouldn't all your effort be wasted?"

"Uh… then I guess I'm unlucky."

Looking at her flower-like face so close, Qin Yun felt a pang of desire—but clearly wasn't the time.

"A few more dishes are still in the kitchen. Help me carry them out—we'll eat while we talk."

Soon, they sat at the table; Su Huan had changed into home clothes.

Girls are like that—outfit for outside, outfit for home—clearly separated (my wife's just like that).

Qin Yun's cooking, of course, needed no praise—each dish hit Su Huan's sweet spot; she ate until she couldn't stop, finishing more than a full bowl of rice, far exceeding her usual intake.

"You've lost weight," Su Huan reached out to touch Qin Yun's face, her eyes filled with concern. "Your skin's gotten much rougher."

Qin Yun smiled, grasping her hand: "I haven't lost weight—you know how well I eat. If not for my high activity level, I'd probably gain weight. But my skin really has gotten rough—extreme cold, biting winds—it'll take proper care to repair."

"Mm." Su Huan nodded. "So how long will you rest? Back to Zhoushan or stay in Hangzhou?"

Qin Yun thought: "I haven't decided where to film the next stream, but I won't stream in February. Let's wait until spring in March. Since I started streaming, I've barely rested—this time, I'll take a proper break."

"If it's Zhoushan, I plan to go back in a few days." As he said this, he suddenly remembered something, his eyes lighting up. "Why don't you come with me? You're already so close with my mom."

Su Huan's face flushed instantly: "That… doesn't seem right. We've only been together such a short time—already meeting your parents?"

Qin Yun looked at her with disdain: "Who's the one always hanging out with her future mother-in-law, calling her a bestie?"

Su Huan, flustered, leapt up and lunged at Qin Yun, her cheeks blazing red—adorably so.

"Fine, I'll go—I'm not afraid!"

Qin Yun didn't resist; he let her pummel him, then gently pulled her waist, standing up and heading toward the sofa.

"You said it—then we'll head back to Zhoushan in a few days."

"Hmph."

Sitting on the sofa, they leaned against each other, whispering sweet nothings, utterly immersed in affection.

He even pulled out his phone and took a cozy selfie of them, then posted it directly to Weibo.

【Back in China, discussing the next stream with my CEO—stay tuned】

"You're such a nuisance—posting without even retouching!"

Su Huan held her phone, staring at the posted Weibo, her heart glowing.

"It's already beautiful enough—any more retouching wouldn't be real."

Su Huan refreshed—and found dozens of new comments.

"Holy crap, Master Qin's back! Sister-in-law is gorgeous."

"CEO? Hmph, which CEO is cuddling in the chairman's arms?"

"Uwuuu, Master Qin isn't single?! I was your fan for your looks—I'm leaving!"

"Master Qin's girlfriend is so beautiful—prettier than many celebrities."

"Master Qin's insane stamina—do you think his girlfriend can handle it?"

Seeing that comment, Su Huan's face turned bright red—then she turned to see Qin Yun smirking at her. Furious, she grabbed the nearest pillow and smothered his head.

"What are you laughing at? What are you so proud of?"

They playfully wrestled, and before they knew it, it was past ten p. .

"Why don't you sleep on the sofa tonight? It's late—no need to book a hotel. Saves a few bucks."

Qin Yun's heart warmed. Seeing Su Huan pretend to be calm, he nodded eagerly.

"Yes, yes—I'll do as you say."

Seeing his reaction, Su Huan rolled her eyes: "Don't get the wrong idea, you big pervert."

"I won't think anything improper—I'm a man of principle, calm under pressure, always composed, a true gentleman."

"What nonsense."

Su Huan fetched a robe from her room and shoved it into his arms.

"Go shower first. I'll unfold the sofa—it turns into a bed, just like sleeping on a real one."

Qin Yun went to shower. Su Huan laid out sheets for him, listening to the whistling from the bathroom—her heart raced.

"He's definitely thinking dirty things. Hmph—I won't let him get away with it. I'll lock my door tight tonight—if he tries to force his way in, I won't be able to resist him—he's too strong."

"But if I keep him here and lock the door… isn't that a bit unfair?"

"No—men are all pigs. Too easily won, and they won't value it."

"Qin Yun isn't like that."

Her inner battle ended only when Qin Yun stepped out in his bathrobe.

Then, under his burning gaze, she collapsed completely and fled in panic.

That night, nothing happened.

Qin Yun slept soundly until morning—his Apple Watch recorded perfect sleep quality. Su Huan, however, had dark circles under her eyes—she barely slept at all.

Seeing Qin Yun refreshed and alert, she seethed.

But just as she prepared to retaliate, he pulled her into his arms, his warm lips instantly covering hers. She didn't realize how alluring she looked to him right then.

The kiss left Su Huan breathless, her body going limp in Qin Yun's embrace.

Had he not held her, she would've collapsed onto the floor.

When they parted, Qin Yun stared at Su Huan's dazed eyes—almost tempted to devour her.

"Hmm, your breath smells bad—go brush your teeth."

Qin Yun patted his buttocks and headed to the kitchen, while Su Huan stayed where she was, a silly smile on her face.

She brushed her lips, touched her cheek, and muttered: "Hmph, you're the one with the foul mouth."

After breakfast, the two went to the company.

This was Qin Yun's first time visiting his own company; the office Su Huan rented wasn't large, and there were only five or six employees.

The company existed solely to serve him, so there was no real business demand.

"This is for me?" Qin Yun looked at the office's decor, speechless. "I hardly ever come—why did you leave me an office? You should use it yourself."

Su Huan pushed Qin Yun into the boss's chair and smiled: "Having this office shows we have a boss—gives the staff confidence. As for me, I'm not used to working alone in an office."

The boss's chair was incredibly comfortable; he sank into it completely.

Qin Yun glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window on the left, then at the spacious desk, and nodded in satisfaction: "Good. I'll come in and work here occasionally from now on."

Then Su Huan explained the company's current personnel structure, salary system, and all benefits.

After listening, Qin Yun gave Su Huan a thumbs-up: "No wonder you're my CEO—someone from a big company really is different. But I have a few small suggestions—would you mind?"

"Go ahead."

"No need to follow internet company hours—no clock-in system. With so few people, just work from ten in the morning to four in the afternoon. Honestly, whether we show up or not doesn't matter."

Su Huan thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"Fine. I'll announce this next Monday—everyone will be thrilled. Anything else?"

"The benefits," Qin Yun pointed at himself. "Since this company exists to serve me, let's adjust the bonus: every time I livestream in a month, everyone gets an extra ten thousand."

Su Huan was speechless.

"Are you crazy? We only have six people. One livestream a month means sixty thousand in extra payouts—four livestreams would be three hundred thousand. Even if you're rich, you can't waste money like this."

"Hahaha… too much? How about five thousand?"

Su Huan shook her head: "No, still too much. Maximum two thousand."

"Alright, fine, I'll listen to you."

After speaking, Qin Yun grabbed Su Huan's hand and pulled her straight into his arms.

Su Huan gasped: "It's broad daylight—what if an employee comes in?"

She struggled, but there was no way she could escape.

Qin Yun cupped her face and smiled: "My little CEO has such a big bossy streak—daring to contradict the chairman? I'll have to punish you."

……

【... hinese contestant Qin Yun has successfully won the championship of 'Survival in the Wild'—the first Chinese champion in the show's over ten seasons...】

【In the program, Chinese contestant Qin Yun demonstrated the wisdom of the Chinese people... perfectly showcasing to the world what true fearlessness means...】

【During the live broadcast... viewership reached...】

Qin Yun stared in shock at the news on TV, confirmed the "1" in the top-left corner, then instinctively pulled out his phone and called Hu Fen.

As soon as the call connected, Qin Yun said: "Mom, I'm on TV again—go watch the News Broadcast."