Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Without even looking up, I handed him the glass of water beside me and continued examining the details of the bag.

“Miss, are you coming back to me tomorrow?”

To my surprise, the personal shopper’s ingratiating voice suddenly came through my phone.

Only then did I notice that after the dozens of photos he’d sent, there was also a voice message.

“Cough, cough, cough…”

Before I could reply, violent coughing erupted beside me again. I put down my phone and turned to Qin Xian with a frown.

Only then did I realize how badly he seemed to be choking. His skin was red from his neck to the tips of his ears, and he’d even coughed tears into the corners of his eyes.

“Are you okay?”

Afraid he might drop dead at the table, I generously showed him a little concern.

“I’m fine. Tomorrow… do you have plans?”

As he took the tissue I offered him, Qin Xian’s fingers brushed lightly over my knuckles. He made the question sound casual.

“Not really…”

I was still debating whether to keep using this personal shopper. After all, today’s experience hadn’t been as perfect as yesterday’s.

He’d certainly done his best to please me, but I had plenty of money. It wasn’t as though I couldn’t find someone who offered better service.

“It’s been a long time since we visited the family residence. If you’re free tomorrow, let’s go back together.”

Qin Xian spoke with a trace of urgency, as though afraid I might change my answer. After a two-second pause, I nodded.

“Okay.”

His brow relaxed slightly, and he slowly set down his chopsticks.

Only then did I notice that the sweet-and-sour fish was the only dish he’d finished.

That evening, I had just stepped out of the bathroom when I raised my eyebrows in surprise.

Qin Xian might have had a high sex drive, but all he ever did was put his head down and get to work. I was the one who had taught him every trick he knew.

I’d even pestered him before, trying to get him to wear something that might spice things up. But he’d shown little interest, stubbornly sticking to the oldest and most straightforward way of doing it.

Had he finally seen the light today?

I walked over and tugged at the bell tied around his neck, watching with satisfaction as his breathing grew heavier and his chest rose and fell.

“Yinyin, tell me you love me.”

At the height of our passion, he buried his face in the hollow of my neck, his voice hoarse. My mind was too muddled to string a sentence together, so naturally, I ignored the sweet nothings he whispered in bed.

He bit down hard on my neck. I hissed softly and shoved him, only then noticing the redness at the corners of Qin Xian’s eyes.

My blank stare seemed to displease him even more. He lowered his head and leaned in to kiss me.

“Yinyin, tell me you love me.”

Ever since I’d heard him say with my own ears that he was sick of me, I’d stopped feeling anything for him beyond finding him sexually appealing. Naturally, I had no desire to kiss him.

So once again, I turned my head away.

This time, however, Qin Xian’s eyes darkened. He gripped my face and forced me to turn back before slowly lowering his head.

I raised my hand and slapped him.

The instant the crisp sound rang through the room, we both froze.

Our ragged breathing, the cloying atmosphere, and the relentless rise and fall of our chests all came to an abrupt halt.

I cleared my throat.

“Forget it. I’m not in the mood anymore. Let’s stop here…”

The moment the words left my mouth, he yanked me back.

This was the first time I’d ever seen Qin Xian act so fierce in bed. He normally had a high sex drive, but that mostly showed in how many times he wanted to do it.

He had never been this forceful before.

I could barely string a sentence together. Deep into the night, I practically fought my way toward the door, trying to escape, only for him to coax me back into his arms and carry me to bed again.