"An Yu, where else can you hide?" Chu Hong was wearing a shirt and black trousers, with his sleeves rolled up. He held a rose in his hand, and his charming peach blossom eyes were utterly captivating.
He grinned, holding the rose to his nose and sniffing lightly, "An Yu, I know you're worried about our age difference, but it is said, 'A woman three years older, a golden brick to hold.'"
Chu Hong's enticing gaze landed on Qin Anyu; he leaned against the door, effectively preventing her from leaving.
"You, how did you find me here?" Qin Anyu was both angry and embarrassed. That kiss from the other day had kept her awake for several nights. These days, she finally got busy, falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, almost forgetting about Chu Hong.
Who knew that Chu Hong would pop up at this time?
"You are my wife, who else should I be looking for?" Chu Hong handed her the rose and said, "Here, take the flower. Although you are more beautiful than any flower, it also suits you."
"Who is your wife? Stop talking nonsense." Qin Anyu glared at Chu Hong, looking as furious as an agitated kitten.
"Of course, it's you." Chu Hong stood up straight, his tall frame towering in front of Qin Anyu, making her appear even more petite and delicate.
"Don't talk nonsense." Qin Anyu was both angry and anxious.
"Open the door." Chu Hong pulled on Qin Anyu's hand.
Qin Anyu pursed her lips, "This is my room."
Chu Hong didn't care at all and proceeded anyway.
"Hey, stop, I'm going to call for help!" Qin Anyu was frantic.
Chu Hong raised an eyebrow, "Go ahead and call, after all, you are my wife. What's wrong with us staying in the same room?"
Chu Hong got the key from her bag, opened the door, and directly pulled Qin Anyu inside, then pressed her against the cold wall with his hand.
Qin Anyu's heart raced, and she dared not look at Chu Hong.
"An Yu, you kissed me, you have to take responsibility." Chu Hong spoke seriously.
"It was clearly you who kissed me." Qin Anyu looked up confusedly, her face innocent.
She was being taken advantage of and yet had to be responsible. What kind of reasoning was that?
Chu Hong grinned, his peach blossom eyes flickering with mischief, "Then I'll take responsibility. I will marry you."
His smile dazzled Qin Anyu's face, so much so that by the time she reacted, she had stomped on Chu Hong's foot, saying: "I don't need you to be responsible."
"Then you be responsible, marry me." Chu Hong acted as if he couldn't feel the pain.
Although Qin Anyu was twenty-six, she was still naive and well-maintained, looking like she was just over twenty, barely older than Tang Yue.
Qin Anyu had a classically beautiful face, with lush, seductive lips.
"No." Qin Anyu pouting, her eyes shifting, said: "I'm three years older than you."
"But I mind." Qin Anyu was close to tears, not knowing when Chu Hong had decided to marry her? Original content can be found at novel•fire.net
"That, I once was your older brother's fiancée, marrying you now, people will gossip." Qin Anyu thought of this and immediately used it to counter Chu Hong.
Chu Hong looked at her meaningfully, "Do I look like someone who fears gossip?"
"I do." Qin Anyu looked pitifully at Chu Hong: "Now you've taken over the Chu Family, what kind of girl couldn't you marry? Why insist on someone older? In my heart, you are just a younger brother."
The moment the words "younger brother" came out, Qin Anyu's lips were sealed, and all she could breathe in was Chu Hong's scent.
Chu Hong reluctantly left her soft lips, glancing sideways, he whispered in her ear, "Would your younger brother kiss you ?"
"Oh, Chu, Ling!" Qin Anyu flared up, throwing a series of punches and kicks at Chu Hong.
Her hits felt like tickles, Chu Hong was utterly unconcerned, pulling Qin Anyu towards the room and said, "Anyu, your place is such a mess."
Chu Hong ignored Qin Anyu's fury and just began helping to tidy up.
Qin Anyu insisted on being contrary, pushing him out constantly, but Chu Hong didn't care about reason and stubbornly stayed in her room.
"You're really not leaving?" Qin Anyu had no other options; she stood in front of Chu Hong who was holding a sofa cushion with a gloomy expression.
"Nope, not leaving," Chu Hong appeared resolute.
Qin Anyu huffily turned away.
Calmly, Chu Hong reminded her, "Anyu, don't even think about going to another room. Wherever you go, I'll follow; I can't be shaken off."
Previously he gave Qin Anyu too much space, and so, Chu Hong decided to persist relentlessly. There's a saying: even the strongest woman can't withstand incessant pursuit, right?
Moreover, Chu Hong felt she did like him, just troubled by Chu Xuan and also bothered about the age difference, Chu Hong was even more determined not to let Qin Anyu withdraw.
"Hey, Chu Hong, you, have you no shame?" Qin Anyu almost went mad.
Chu Hong replied earnestly, "For my wife, I can lose my face."
Mr. Qin was very happy, seeing that Old Master Meng hadn't yet sent over the Dragon Well Green Tea, he personally went to ask for it.
Mr. Qin said, "Old Meng, win or lose is normal for strategists; you can't refuse to send the tea just because you lost."
"Who says I can't handle losing?" Old Master Meng replied, "Don't worry, you won't miss any tea that's due to you."
After that, Old Master Meng pulled Mr. Qin to a game of chess.
It was unclear whether Old Master Meng was having bad luck, or what the matter was, but he kept losing and never won.
Mr. Qin was all smiles, while Old Master Meng was not in a good mood.
"Old Meng, your chess skills have really declined," Mr. Qin said cheerfully.
Old Master Meng remarked, "I heard your grandson is doing brilliantly in Jin City."
"Indeed, he went to Jing City and established a fleet, An Hao truly hasn't disgraced our Qin Family," Mr. Qin shared about his grandson with pride and elation.
Old Master Meng looked envious.
"Old Meng, actually your Meng Jin is also quite capable," Mr. Qin sensed his discomfort stems from issues with Meng Yanzhi.
"Not marrying and giving me grandchildren, don't mention him," Old Master Meng immediately became annoyed whenever Meng Jin came up.
"I heard, Mo Siyu is having some issues with his shipping bids."
Once Old Master Meng started, Mr. Qin said, "Old Meng, you wouldn't have had a hand in this, would you?"
Old Master Meng, puffing his beard and glaring, responded, "Though I dislike him, I can't deny his competence."
When Old Master Meng spoke these words, his face remained impassive, but deep down, a sense of guilt lingered. Originally, because of the issues with Yanzhi, he disliked Mo Siyu and was loath to see Mo Siyu becoming more competent, even harboring thoughts of confronting him.