365-Day Trial Marriage With Hunk: Wife's A Little Wild-Chapter 3 - : No One Can Have It

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Chapter 3: Chapter 3: No One Can Have It

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“What’s going on?”

When Qin Mo saw Qin Youxuan enter, he abruptly stood up from the sofa, throwing the newspaper at her feet, yelling furiously.

“Dad, are you asking me?” Qin Youxuan bent down and picked up the newspaper, scattered all over the floor with wedding news, her eyes narrowing.

Her loving father, she disappears for a night, and the first thing he says when he opens his mouth is about his illegitimate child being brought home…

“Don’t tell me you don’t know! Miss Meng has never even met Ye’er. How could they possibly register for a secret marriage? If the media finds out, the entire Qin Group could fall into a credibility crisis. Besides you, who else would be so eager to ruin Ye’er?!”

Qin Mo, ignoring Qin Youxuan’s readied response, continued to vent his anger single-mindedly.

“Since you’ve already concluded that I did it, what’s the point of asking these questions? You can assume it was me!” Qin Youxuan clenched the newspaper in her hand, her head tilted upwards in haughty defiance, her contemptuous gaze sweeping over the middle-aged man in front of her.

“Slap——”

The crisp slap echoed through the living room, Qin Youxuan’s face was slapped hard, turning her head to one side.

“You wicked child!”

Qin Mo’s hand tingled slightly, and pressing it to his chest, he gasped for breath, “You’re deliberately trying to kill me with anger!”

“Mo, why are you getting angry so early in the morning, harm your health for no reason, who will be worried about you besides me and Ye’er? This wild girl here, perhaps?”

A sarcastic high tune came from the staircase entrance.

Qin Youxuan’s gaze sharpened instantly, staring fiercely at her.

Jin Lan walked down the stairs with grace, over forty years old, but looking like she was in her early thirties.

Her elegant demeanor was that of a high-class lady, her captivating phoenix eyes making it apparent that she was a woman with many schemes.

Qin Youxuan stared at her fiercely, clenching her fists secretly.

It was this woman, who knew her dad had a family, yet still bugged him, directly causing her mom’s death!

Their illegitimate child was even older than her, how ridiculous was that?

Qin Youxuan gritted her teeth for a moment.

“Mo…”

Jin Lan seemed not to notice her, leaning against Qin Mo like a little bird, helping him calm down, “The doctor said your health is not good, you must not get angry. Maybe someone is deliberately trying to provoke you to death, hoping to snatch your properties!”

“Hmph! This unfilial girl, if I die, she won’t get a penny!” Qin Mo gritted his teeth.

“If I can’t get it, no one else will!” Qin Youxuan abruptly blurted out, glancing at Jin Lan beside Qin Mo, a challenging look in her eyes.

“You…”

Qin Mo, continuously provoked, had just opened his mouth to speak, his face turning an unhealthy purple, his finger pointed at Qin Youxuan trembled continuously.

“Butler! Butler! Come quickly, help the master to rest, bring his medicine!” Seeing that Qin Mo was really unwell, Jin Lan ignored Qin Youxuan’s retort and immediately called for help, rushing him into the room in chaos.

Qin Youxuan stood straight in the living room, watching as Qin Mo was aided upstairs by Jin Lan, like a lifeless, beautiful puppet still holding the newspaper she had picked up from the ground.

She walked back to her room in a strided pace.

Gave a glance to the newspaper in hand, Qin Youxuan gave a cold harrumph, tossed it into the trash bin, collapsed weakly on her bed, stared blankly at the ceiling.

Thinking of what had happened last night.

It was because she had a big fight with Jin Lan that she had rushed out of the house to drink and speed, never expecting to hit someone, and get taken advantage of…

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