Chapter 104: Fright

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Chapter 104 Fright

If she wasn’t so familiar with Qin Chu’s scent, she really might have attacked him.

"Let me go, Qin Chu." She was somewhat nervous.

Qin Chu said nothing as he continued holding Huo Mian tightly in his arms. Then, he rested his head beside her ear, and breathed heavily. Huo Mian felt agitated, as the pungent scent of alcohol spread through the air.

Huo Mian slightly frowned.

"Were you drinking?" she asked.

Qin Chu still didn’t say anything. After he finished drinking with Gao Ran, he came back home, took out a rare Chateau Lafite from the cabinet, and ended up drinking the entire bottle.

Habits were dangerous...he managed to survive the last seven years by himself...

But now that Huo Mian was around him, he couldn’t even bear 24 hours alone.

He was already accustomed to having her around, so he wasn’t able to stand even one second of loneliness.

"Let go of me first, Qin Chu. You’re drunk." Huo Mian couldn’t move at all as he was hugging her too tightly.

"No," Qin Chu stubbornly said after a short silence.

"Qin Chu, what do you want?"

"What do you think I want?" Qin Chu pinched Huo Mian’s chin as he closely stared at her profile.

All of a sudden, an intimate atmosphere filled the entire room.

Huo Mian bit her lips and didn’t know how to respond.

Qin Chu couldn’t suppress his desires, as he looked at Huo Mian, who was so close to him, while his other hand swept across her back.

He knew what he wanted.

She also knew what he wanted.

"Qin Chu, don’t be like this. I’m… not ready yet." Huo Mian weakly pushed him aside after she spoke.

Qin Chu’s body staggered, and he fell onto the couch behind him.

"I’m sorry." Huo Mian turned around, refusing to look into his eyes.

"Why would you apologize?" Qin Chu asked as he looked at her.

"I…" She didn’t know how to respond.

"I should be the one to apologize. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t do those things behind your back. I just didn’t want you to be hurt," said Qin Chu as he turned his head away from her.

"No, you didn’t do anything wrong. I didn’t know better. You meant well, and I shouldn’t have been so irrational. If you didn’t help me, Zhixin’s surgery wouldn’t have been so successful, and I wouldn’t have been able to pay off the bills. If you didn’t help me, the perpetrator would never have faced justice. Qin Chu, you’re truly too good for me."

In fact, Huo Mian had already thought this whole thing through.

She knew that no matter what Qin Chu did, he always meant well. To an extent, she was the one who was being unreasonable for treating him that way.

"Do you really think so?" Qin Chu was somewhat surprised.

Huo Mian nodded…

She hesitated for a bit and then continued, "I know that we’re already legally married, so some things are bound to happen. I’m not putting on a show, and I don’t despise you, it’s just that… I’m not ready yet. Please don’t make it harder for me, okay?"

"So… you feel troubled by what I want to do?" Qin Chu’s eyes filled with loneliness as he spoke.

Huo Mian didn’t say anything. Instead, she bit her lips.

"Okay, I won’t trouble you then. It’s late and you should go to bed soon. Goodnight," said Qin Chu as he turned around to head upstairs.

Huo Mian knew that she had disappointed Qin Chu again.

She couldn’t sleep at all that night.

Early next morning, Huo Mian woke up early to prepare breakfast. Shortly afterwards, she saw Qin Chu walking down the stairs.

He saw a steaming array of Chinese breakfast dishes on the table. There were fried eggs, cups of soy milk, and golden potato pancakes.

"Go on, eat." Smiled Huo Mian.

Huo Mian was wearing a pink apron, while her hair was messy like a real housewife.

Qin Chu was still upset with her, and he originally wanted to say no, but when he saw how down-to-earth Huo Mian looked, he couldn’t refuse at all. He had always dreamed of this scene in front of him.

He didn’t say anything. Instead he sat before the breakfast table, held up the soybean milk, and took a sip.

"I bought the soybeans at the supermarket so I could freshly press the soymilk. It looks very concentrated, so I don’t know if that’s good or not. How is it? Does it taste okay?" asked Huo Mian carefully.