My Hubby Can't Stop Pampering Me

At this point, she had no intention of fooling herself. She had developed feelings for Qin Zhiyou. No matter the root of these feelings, whether they stemmed from five years of living together, an infatuation with his appearance, or some other reason…

Yet she didn’t dare to fall in love again. She used to naively believe in love and commitment but ended up being betrayed by the two men she cared about most. Even if Qin Zhiyou, a playboy, was now repentant and truly cared for her, could he guarantee that he would feel the same about her in ten or twenty years’ time when she had aged and he was still in his prime?

The more she thought about it, the emptier she felt inside. She knew that not all loving couples in society were together because they deeply loved each other but often because of poverty and fewer temptations. With someone like Qin Zhiyou, with countless women throwing themselves at him, there would always be a woman capable of capturing his heart. If she really fell for him and was betrayed, she would surely break down!

Thinking back, she realized she didn’t know much about him. At first they were together as a means of revenge against Qin Zhigu and the Fang Family. They later got married but ended up at odds with each other, turning their relationship ice cold. Over the past five years, he’d been cold and distant, and she’d been rejecting him. Even her occasional attempts to persuade him were met with his scoffs.

Lu Weixi tossed and turned on the big bed, racking her brain till it ached, but still could not figure out what to do. She was not sure at what point she fell asleep, turning her back, ignoring the empty pillow beside her. But every time she turned away, it seemed like something, or someone from her past, crawled into her thoughts, forcing her to confront him.

She must be dreaming, she thought, frowning. He had clearly said that he would not be back today. It must be her overthinking.

There were times when she was so busy she didn’t want to return home either, preferring to spend the night at the office. Qin Zhiyou was in Yan City, and he was still a passionate playboy. He might have women for company tonight.

Where was he resting now, and who was the woman with him? How did he interact with these women? What did he like about them and what could they chitchat about?

Despite her confusion, the man’s hand brushing against her back seemed to creep higher and higher. His long and distinct fingers gently slid down her spine and around her shoulder. His familiar, warm breath gradually drew closer, enveloping her completely.

Was this a dream? But how could dreams be so vivid, so real?

Wait a minute, could it be…

Lu Weixi opened her eyes and turned around. And indeed, Qin Zhiyou was really back and was right behind her!

Stunned, she stared at Qin Zhiyou, who appeared to be looking back at her. Then, without a second thought, she gave a swift slap to the hand that was on her shoulder.

A clear “smack” echoed out as Qin Zhiyou retracted his hand and glared back at her, angrily retorting, “What the hell are you doing?”