Husband, Spend Some Gold Coins

Xie Qi opened a few more cupboard doors and saw clothes that were obviously much younger and more youthful, with a lot of prints. There was no doubt that they were all for him.

Should he just sleep with Qin Yizhi?

It wasn’t like Xie Qi had never slept with a man. When he went to Fan Qingyue’s house, he always slept in the same room with Fan Qingyue. However, Fan Qingyue made a different sleeping arrangement. They didn’t sleep in the same bed; instead, Fan Qingyue made a bed on the floor and gave his bed to Xie Qi.

When Fan Qingyue came to play at his house, Xie Qi made a bunk on the floor and gave Fan Qingyue the bed to sleep on. This back-and-forth arrangement didn’t seem out of place.

But things were different now.

Xie Qi couldn’t help but feel nervous. According to the rules of Qin Yizhi’s family, they were already partners.

Then, whatever Qin Yizhi did to him would be completely justified.

‘Okay,’ Xie Qi thought, ‘we really can’t go on like this anymore. It’s too torturous to keep thinking about things, so we might as well address them all at once.’

Li Siwen was right when she said that one must dare to think and act so that the initiative could be in their own hands. Otherwise, it would be very uncomfortable to be passively swayed by Qin Yizhi.

They were already arranged to sleep together, so he couldn’t afford to be coy and decided to face it head-on.

Xie Qi walked out the door as if nothing had happened.

Today was only the 15th, and tomorrow would be the 16th. Reflecting on it, it all seemed too fast. After all, the college entrance examination was just concluded a week ago. He felt uneasy, maybe because it was all happening too quickly.

The interior of the villa was very large, with one corridor after another. They were not very straightforward, with corners and angles. In short, it was indeed a bit too convoluted. After searching for a while, Xie Qi found Li Siwen’s room. He knocked on the door. Li Siwen opened the door and said, “You’re here. How’s your room? Is it big? I’m scared to live alone here.”

Xie Qi took a look and found that Li Siwen’s room was indeed large and decorated in a very girly style.

Xie Qi didn’t answer her. Looking down from the window of her room, he could just see the door below. Xie Qi walked to the round, spacious balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down. He could see Qin Yizhi talking to the housekeeper below.

Li Siwen came close to him and looked down, sighing, “My God, this eldest brother is really handsome and has a good figure. It would be great if his chest were bigger.”

Xie Qi: “…”

Li Siwen said, “Don’t be afraid. I feel like he likes you quite a bit. You casually charm him and make him to be your husband, but you still feel dissatisfied.”

Xie Qi turned his face away. “Don’t think about it; I don’t dare.”

Li Siwen said, “You coward, you don’t know how to use your own beauty.”

Xie Qi: “…”

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Xie Qi didn’t see Qin Yizhi again that afternoon; the man was busy with wedding matters.

Dinner was very sumptuous, but Xie Qi wasn’t in the mood to eat. He only ate enough to fill his stomach and then went upstairs, worried.

Fan Qingyue saw that he seemed to be in a bad mood and wanted to drag him to play games. Xie Qi declined and returned to his room alone.

He took a bath first. While bathing, he thought that the wedding was tomorrow, so Qin Yizhi wouldn’t want to do anything with him tonight, right?

But if he didn’t want to, why put him in his bedroom?

Xie Qi took a long bath.

After washing and sitting on the bed for a long time, Qin Yizhi still didn’t come. Xie Qi didn’t know what the man was doing, Qin Yizhi also didn’t come to eat dinner with them.

Xie Qi thought about it and felt sleepy. He got into bed and planned to sleep for a while until Qin Yizhi came back.

Perhaps he was too tired. As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep quickly.

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On the other side, in the study.

Qin Yizhi was sitting on the chair, with his eyes lowered, and shadows casted on his face, his expression extremely cold.

As for the young man sitting opposite him, if Xie Qi was there, he would have recognized Qin Jingmo, who had presented the contract back then, as a cousin of Qin Yizhi and a descendant of a branch of the Qin family.

Qin Jingmo said to Qin Yizhi sincerely, “You weren’t waking up at first and were in a vegetative state all the time. The doctor also said your condition was very bad, so Madam insisted…” He paused, not knowing what to call Xie Qi and thought about Qin Yizhi’s ambiguous attitude towards Xie Qi. He said, “She insisted on having Young Master Xie marry you and sent his name and identity to the ancestral hall early on for the ancestors to see. So, I didn’t stop her, otherwise, you might have…”

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yizhi interrupted him, “It has nothing to do with Xie Qi.”

Qin Jingmo was startled and thought to himself, was it really not matter? Qin Yizhi’s position as heir was inherently unstable. After all, he had no father—even though his father, Qin Fuge, was the old man’s most beloved child, that was a long time ago. After Qin Yizhi brought Qin Fuge down and caused Qin Fuge’s death, the old man’s feelings to Qin Yizhi were extremely complicated. On the one hand, he cared about taking care of him because he was his most beloved son’s child, but on the other hand, he harbored secret hatred and disgust because his grandson had killed his most beloved child.

It was precisely because of such complicated feelings that, while supporting Qin Yizhi, he allowed other brothers to criticize Qin Yizhi.