My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife

"Make me a cup of tea!"

Fortunately, Yan Mingyu just tossed out a sentence and turned away.

Her steps were slightly staggered, and a strong smell of alcohol wafted through the air.

"Uh...."

Qin Yu glanced at Yan Mingyu's desk, where there was a half bottle of foreign liquor and a wine glass.

Clearly, she had been drinking while chatting with him.

"Oh...."

Qin Yu let out a silent sigh, and a hint of guilt surged in his heart.

A woman like Yan Mingyu, running a big company like Four Seas Corporation, must be exhausting. Now, with the Gu King of Miao Jiang's daughter coming to cause trouble, one could imagine the mental pressure she was under.

Exhausted in body and spirit, she probably wished for someone's company. Yet here he was, her husband, only able to hide behind a phone screen to chat with her.

It just wasn't the right time to reveal their relationship.

Moreover, the scene of the boss and his secretary being intimate in the opposing company's office must have upset her. That was why, in her irritation and confusion, Yan Mingyu had chosen to drown her sorrows in drink.

Just don't get too drunk, or it would be tough again!

Qin Yu was somewhat worried. He quickly made a cup of clear tea and carried it into Yan Mingyu's office.

"President Yan?"

Seeing Yan Mingyu resting her chin in her hands and with her eyes closed, apparently asleep, Qin Yu softly called out.

"..."

Yan Mingyu didn't show any sign of response.

Is her alcohol tolerance that poor?

Qin Yu seldom saw Yan Mingyu drink and really didn't know how well she could hold her liquor.

After setting down the teacup, he extended two fingers to check her pulse on the wrist that lay on the desk.

Reassured there was no serious problem, he believed she had just drunk herself to sleep and wasn't experiencing any health issues.

Seeing how soundly she was sleeping, he didn't think it right to wake her. He just helped her sit up against him and pushed open the side door behind.

Inside was a cloakroom, with various styles of clothing hanging. It was also equipped with an independent bathroom and a single bed.

Qin Yu tiptoed and gently laid Yan Mingyu down on the bed.

"Mommy... Mommy... don't bully my mommy!"

Yan Mingyu started to rave.

These past few days, her mind was filled with images of her mother in a water prison, being abused. Those people had grim faces and whipped her mother mercilessly, leaving her battered and bruised.

"President Yan..."

Qin Yu gently held Yan Mingyu's delicate, boneless hand, hoping to offer her some comfort.

"Mommy, don't leave me, don't abandon me, hug me!"

Yan Mingyu opened her arms and hugged Qin Yu's neck tightly.

"Alright, I won't leave!"

Qin Yu felt a keen pang of heartache.

He too had been drunk before and knew that it was when one's emotions were most vulnerable.

He could only let Yan Mingyu cling to his neck, her scent mixed with alcohol continuously invading his nostrils.

Yan Mingyu's blazer was already off. Now she was wearing a white shirt, with a loose neckline that revealed a fair, enticing cleavage.

The curve was perfect, stretching the fabric of the shirt taut.

It made Qin Yu's mouth go dry.

Especially since Yan Mingyu was muttering to herself, her seductive little mouth opening and closing slightly, easily inspiring some improper thoughts.

I wonder what her small mouth tastes like?

It must be soft, smooth, sweet, right?

This bold thought grew wildly in Qin Yu's mind like weeds. She was his wife, after all; a kiss wouldn't be a crime, right?

If it were any other couple, after more than a year of marriage, shouldn't there be a child by now?

However, recalling Yan Mingyu's conversation with him just now and her evident aversion to matters of men and women, Qin Yu could only violently suppress the searing impulse within him.

Only when Yan Mingyu had calmed down did he carefully pry open her small hand and pull the blanket up to cover her.

After bringing her a cup of tea, he left the office, turned off the lights, and prepared to make do with a night on the sofa.

Tomorrow he would buy another quilt and sleep on the floor. Otherwise, catching a cold would be troublesome. At such a critical time, he couldn't afford to fall ill. Read latest stories on My Virtual Library Empire

The night passed without incident.

The next morning.

Yan Mingyu slowly opened her eyes amidst a parched throat and a dry tongue.

Looking around somewhat blankly, she remembered that she had spent the night in the office.

Seeing a cup of tea on the bedside table, she took a big gulp and gradually recalled the events of the previous night.

Had she actually gotten drunk?

Who had taken her to bed?

Qin Yu?

Mingyu instinctively sat up and checked her clothes and skirt. Then she shook her head; Qin Yu had been with her for half a year, often risking his life for her. He wasn't the kind of man who would act on lust.

Hu...

After breathing out a sigh of relief, she got up to wash up in the bathroom.

When she came out dressed, Qin Yu was no longer on the sofa. Only a note was left: I've gone out to buy breakfast and a quilt. I'll be back soon.

At this time.

In a mansion in the suburbs.

Miao Xian'er, looking like a petite and tender-faced lolita in a black dress, was gracefully eating breakfast.

Though Liu Yupan had taken his family abroad, he had still instructed his subordinates to treat Miao Xian'er and her attendant, Ghost Granny, well.

Actually, they had arrived at the East Sea the night before.

But Miao Xian'er was no ordinary person; she was the daughter of the Gu King of Miao Jiang. She usually lived a luxurious life, pampered and well-cared for.

She had to be well rested and fully slept before she went to trouble Qin Yu and Yan Mingyu.

Truth be told, she didn't enjoy killing because she wasn't an assassin. Even if she really took a dislike to someone, a mere word from her was enough for her father's subordinates to do her bidding.

Liu Yupan had been able to invite her because he had a wild ginseng in his possession, passed down through the generations for over five hundred years. Miao Xian'er had always suffered from a strange headache that, when it struck, caused her debilitating pain and even unconsciousness.

Hearing that the wild ginseng might aid her condition, she wanted to buy it from the Liu Family, which led to Liu Yupan proposing this trade.

Give her the wild ginseng, and in exchange, she would handle Yan Mingyu and Qin Yu.

Otherwise, even if Liu Yupan offered money, Miao Xian'er would not have come.

"Hmph... How dare they!"

At this moment, Ghost Granny, who was standing behind Miao Xian'er, let out a cold snort and with a wave of her hand, the chopsticks on the dining table shot out.

"Ah..."

Immediately, they pierced the eyes of one of the men in black sitting opposite at the table.

Blood started flowing down from his eye sockets instantly.

"Ah? This..."

Another man in black was stunned, watching his comrade rolling on the ground in pain, clueless about what had just happened.

In his wildest dreams, the unfortunate soul never imagined that simply by stealing a glance at Miao Xian'er's fair and delicate legs beneath her dress, he would lose both his eyes.

"Go start the car, I'm full!"

Miao Xian'er, clearly accustomed to such bloody scenes, elegantly wiped her mouth with a wet tissue and stood up.

"Yes..."

The remaining man in black was sweating; the duo from Miaojiang were just too ruthless.

He knew a bit of martial arts himself, but who could manage to blind a man just by flicking a pair of chopsticks?

This level of power was truly terrifying!