Chapter 12: Why Chu Li Just Won't Agree to a Divorce

Qin Xingwan smiled faintly, stirring the brown medicinal soup with a porcelain-white spoon.

The servant could tell the mistress was not in a good mood, so they dared not say anything more and left on tiptoe.

After finishing breakfast, Qin Xingwan changed her clothes and went to find Lin Qingya.

Lin Qingya's studio was in the city center, where every inch of land was worth gold; because of her outstanding design ability and sensitivity to popular elements, the clothing she designed was very popular, and the booked orders were already lined up for half a year later.

It was not easy to squeeze out time.

After measuring the sizes, Qin Xingwan helped Lin Qingya pack for the customers who came to pick up their clothes.

Once finished, the two of them ate together.

By the time they came out of the restaurant, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

A black sedan slid out from a parking space and stopped at the entrance; the window rolled down, revealing Chu Li's handsome face, which looked slightly exhausted.

Qin Xingwan's heart skipped a beat; why was he here?

Could it be that he came to pick her up?

She guessed in her heart and asked him, "Are you here to eat?"

Chu Li had come because he couldn't reach Qin Xingwan...

She hadn't returned any of his calls or messages.

Fearing that something had happened to her, he had someone investigate her whereabouts and came specifically for her.

It was just that he didn't want Qin Xingwan to know this; after all, she had been very temperamental lately.

If she knew he had come specifically to pick her up, her temper would only get worse.

His expression was cold, and his low voice was slow and gentle: "I was passing by."

As expected...

Qin Xingwan mocked herself for being overly sentimental.

Her mood calmed down.

She said goodbye to Lin Qingya and got into the car.

After the car had traveled for a distance, Chu Li spoke first: "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Qin Xingwan fished her phone out of her bag and pressed it, looking down at the startup screen, "I was helping Qingya organize things, and I don't know when the phone turned off; it might have run out of battery."

Chu Li lowered his eyes and, using the light from outside the window, saw the battery level on her phone clearly.

There was a third left.

Displeasure rose in his chest; was she even this perfunctory when lying?

However, he disdained to question her.

Returning to Beicheng Villa, Qin Xingwan went to take a shower first, then lay on the bed to read.

She used to like reading in the study because Chu Li was there.

In the quiet time, he would work, and she would read.

Although they were doing their own things, the air was filled with the scent of happiness and peace of mind.

Now, she was unwilling to stay in the same place as him.

So she had brought her book to the bedroom early.

It was just that the man who usually stayed in the study until at least eleven o'clock had returned to the bedroom exceptionally early today.

Qin Xingwan didn't pay attention until the book in her hand was pulled away.

A body carrying damp moisture leaned over her, gentle kisses falling on her lips and cheeks, his intimate voice hoarse and blurred.

"Xingwan."

Qin Xingwan shouldn't have had intercourse during the first three months of her pregnancy, and later she had a miscarriage and rested for nearly a month; Chu Li hadn't been with her for three or four months, and he was feeling intense desire at this moment.

Her fair wrists were pinned to the light blue pillow, her black hair spread out across it.

Chu Li's Adam's apple bobbed, his fingers tightly interlaced with hers.

Qin Xingwan struggled to push him away.

But to Chu Li, this bit of force was like scratching his body and his heart—tingling, sour, and itchy, a myriad of sensations that could not be described.

Qin Xingwan couldn't break free; she lost her temper and scolded him, wanting to drive him away, but Chu Li was exceptionally patient and gentle tonight, catching her hands to stroke his own body, kissing her incessantly.

Her voice grew hoarse from scolding, yet she couldn't resist the surge he brought.

Chu Li had been empty for three or four months and was now savoring the taste.

But out of concern for her body, he was still very restrained.

Even so, when it ended, Qin Xingwan no longer had the strength to scold him for being shameless, letting him carry her to take a shower.

After the shower, she lay limply on the sofa, her charming, amorous eyes narrowed, watching Chu Li change the sheets and quilt cover with his lean, bare upper body, water droplets that hadn't been wiped dry rolling into his half-towel.

His performance in bed had always been very good.

Once divorced, it would probably be hard to find another man willing to serve a woman in this way.

Just as she was thinking this, Chu Li had already leaned over to pick her up and place her on the large bed.

"You've worked hard, sleep now." He kissed her forehead and circled her in his arms.

Qin Xingwan was extremely tired, yet she had no sleepiness.

After an unknown amount of time, she spoke softly: "I will move out as soon as possible."

She had already found an agent to look at houses.

Since they were going to divorce, there was no need to keep entangling; she didn't want a situation like tonight to happen again.

Chu Li narrowed his eyes, staring at Qin Xingwan's indifferent face; not long ago, they had just finished the most intimate act.

Although she was unwilling at first, she had been half-forced by him, and later she had indulged and enjoyed it.

Even now, traces of the lingering aftertaste still remained in his body.

At a time like this, she actually said such cold words.

The pleasant warmth faded away.

"I said it, even if there is only one day left, you are still Mrs. Chu."

"Whether we divorce or not, I have the final say."

Chu Li threw off the quilt and got out of bed, his low, hoarse voice wrapped in a chill, "You sleep, I'm going to the study."

Very quickly, the sound of the bedroom door opening and then closing came.

The bedroom was filled with desolation.

Qin Xingwan closed her eyes, and tears slowly fell from the corners of her eyes.

Clearly Qin Yun had returned to the country, he could rekindle his old relationship with her, so why was he unwilling to divorce?

Even, he still wanted to do the most intimate things...

Why?

This kind of life made her even more miserable.

In the second half of the night, she fell asleep pillowing her tears.

When she woke up the next day, Chu Li had already gone on a business trip.

In her mobile phone was a message he left, urging her to eat on time and take her medicinal soup.

Every detail was covered, exceptionally thoughtful.

It was as if he hadn't gone to sleep in the study because he was angry the night before.

Qin Xingwan put down her phone, her mood vexed.

With Qin Yunshu back, and having broken up to return to the country, shouldn't Chu Li immediately divorce and tie that person to his side?

What exactly was his plan?

Qin Xingwan didn't feel that Chu Li's business trip had any impact, until the servants came to find her from time to time.

"The medicinal soup that Sir instructed to be brewed for you, you must drink it while it's hot."

"The delicacies that Sir specifically instructed to be sent, please have a taste."

"Sir..."

Qin Xingwan grew annoyed listening to it and told the servants not to disturb her.

Not long after, a video call from Chu Li came through.

"Did I hurt you yesterday?" he asked.

Even through the mobile phone screen, his handsome face remained undiminished, his suit and tie carrying quite a bit of an ascetic air.

Heat rose to Qin Xingwan's face; no matter how unwilling she had been yesterday, she had still been teased until she went soft by his techniques.

At this moment, when he brought it up, she couldn't help but feel shy.

"Stop talking." She had always been unable to let go when it came to matters between men and women, let alone discussing it so bluntly.

It was stifling.

Chu Li softened his voice and asked her, "Is the food not to your taste?"

Qin Xingwan propped up her chin, "I don't like it."

Those delicacies were all to her taste, but because they were arranged by Chu Li, she was annoyed with him, and consequently didn't like them either.

Chu Li was not angry, taking off his tie and cufflinks, "Even if you don't like it, you must eat it; it's to nourish your body."

Perhaps because his body had been somewhat satisfied before the business trip, he was very patient and tolerant of her temper at this time.

Qin Xingwan didn't speak.

Chu Li said to himself, "My flight is at one o'clock the day after tomorrow afternoon, come to the airport to pick me up, hmm?"

"Not coming." Qin Xingwan hugged the quilt and turned to her side, lazily refusing.

Chu Li coaxed her in a low voice, "Be good, I brought you a gift."

"Are you annoying or what." Qin Xingwan rolled her eyes at him, reminding him of the relationship between them, "We are going to divorce, I don't want your gift."

Chu Li chuckled, "I am happy to bring a gift for my own wife."

"You can refuse, but Mrs. Chu must accept it."